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Post by gwfman17 on May 9, 2011 20:30:52 GMT -5
LWPD- LOL...Took me awhile to find that pic, but when I saw it...I said to myself...that's it...I want to show the transformation into Static...LOL
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Post by gwfman17 on May 15, 2011 14:31:09 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]R.R.A.T.S Show #2
04.16.2072 from M45 Theatre- Pleiades[/glow][/shadow]
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After the pyro, the camera pans around the arena showing 10,000 plus fans in attendance. The camera pans down to ringside where we see David Crockett IV sitting at a table. Crockett IV: Hello and welcome to the one and only wrestling program in the galaxy, Ratlick’s Reality Action and Thrills Spectacular. We are coming to you live straight from the bosom of the Seven Sisters Cluster at the M45 Theatre on the planet Pleiades. With me as always is the owner and CEO of R.R.A.T.S and my commentary partner, Mr. Ratlick!!! Ratlick: Thank you very much David and WELCOME EVERYONE TO PLEIADES!!! WELCOME TO THE M45 THEATRE!!! AND WELCOME TO RATLICK'S REALITY ACTION and THRILLS SPECTACULAR!!! David, what an event last month on Saturday Night's Main Event huh? Crockett: Indeed Ratlick. In case you missed it we have new tag team champions, the Midnight Express. Ratlick: Boy, I will tell you. They are just that more impressive watching them live. They took it to the House of Blood to become champions. Crockett: Speaking of champions. We thought Jack Hood had his hands full with three of the top contenders in R.R.A.T.S to deal with. Now, you sprinkle in newcomer Chucho Morales in the mix and you got a real problem on your hands. Ratlick: Right you are David. I will have a special announcement regarding that later on the program. Crockett: We also saw another debut of sorts on Saturday Night's Main Event from a man simply known as Hubris. Ratlick: What an interesting character this Hubris is. His face looks like chopped meat, yet he seems to have no idea. He has quite the narcissistic personality and has his sights on making an impact at the expense of Ricken Prince. Crockett: We will show a video later to explain the background of Hubris. Ratlick: Well, speaking of video. David, our offices were flooded with emails this past month from our new fans who have made the switch to R.R.A.T.S wanting to know just who the man from the rafters The Crow really is. The feud started after the death of Draven's girlfriend in which Draven accused Astaroth of having something to do with it. Astaroth mentioned on our last show the Judgment Day PPV and the significance of that event in which former disciple Eric Draven was defeated by Astaroth and buried to never rise again. However, as we saw on our last show, that could be no further from the truth. Astaroth, as well as all of us, were shocked to see the resurrection of Draven to this new being known as The Crow. To get a better understanding of this story, our production crew has put together a video to bring you inside the world of Eric Draven and THE CROW!!!
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Jawa vs. Sampson Silver
Sampson Silver defeated Jawa with a SAMPSON SILVER SPEAR at 0:57 Ratlick: Alright folks, as you know Hubris busted on the scene last month on Saturday Night's Main Event. Right now, we want to bring to you a video package featuring Hubris and give you a background on who this derange man truly is. Lets take a look at Hubris.
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Wolfman and Pizza the Hut vs. House of Blood
El Demonico defeated Wolfman Jack with a Demonico Especial – 3 at 1:13 Crockett: Fans, I am here with the House of Blood. Torrero and El Demonico. Guys, you came up a bit short last month and lost your titles to the Midnight Express. Where does the House of Blood go from here? Torrrero: Let me tell you some-ting. We are the best tag team in R.R.A.T.S, but we underestimated the Express. We did not factor in the possibility of possibly losing those titles. But we did. Now, we have to refocus and go back to basics. We need to... Just then, the camera pans to the tron and a picture flashes on the screen.  Credit LWPD
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Ratlick: Fans, we are back and I just want to take a moment to apologize for what took place before the commercial break. Apparently, the crew in charge of the live feed could not cut the program off. There was some sort of interference that was not allowing them to cut the feed. They had no control of the video that appeared on the tron. That man is not welcome here at all and charges will be pressed on him by me. We promise that the situation has been resolved and we will speak no more on the situation and the man who will remain nameless will never appear on this program again. We apologize for this interruption and promise to bring to you the entertainment you deserve. Now, back to the show for our next contest which was not scheduled, but you the fans deserve to see the best...I give to you...JACK HOOD!!!!! The Zombie vs. Jack Hood
Jack Hood defeated The Zombie with a hanging DDT at 3:44 Ratlick: Let bring him over folks. The R.R.A.T.S Heavyweight champion and the current face of this program...JACK HOOD.Hood: Well, looky what we have here boyo. A little off script shenanigans heh?Ratlick: We are not speaking of that Jack. We are speaking about you and the world title. Four men are vowing for their chance to take you on for the most coveted prize in this sport. Hood: Prize ye say? Tis ain't no prize boyo. Naw, tat is where ye are wrong. Tis ting right here is a way of life. It is a symbol of excellence. It shows the boyos in the back who is da best. It does not matter who steps up to da challenge. Old Hood here will knock dem down and watch dem crawl. Ratlick: Well, Jack funny you should say that about stepping up. You see. I have a very special announcement for the fans. For our next PPV in two months, it will be a mammoth event of epic proportions. This event will change the face of this company forever as five superstars battle for the Heavyweight title for the first time in a Gauntlet match. And Jack, you will be the first one in. Will he survive the Gauntlet folks? Tune in a purchase this once in a lifetime event. Hood looks upset. As the crowd cheers, the two men begin to whisper to one another so no one can hear.Hood: (Whispering to Ratlick) We never discussed this? What are ye doing boyo? Ratlick: (Whispering back to Hood) I know. I just made it up. Listen to these fans. This will be amazing.Hood: (Whispering) Me am growin' tired of ye surprises. Me am da champ. Me have a say over me character.Ratlick: (Whispering) Not after today you don't. After what just happened with that Shroud guy. We need to get it off the minds of these people and get them refocused on us. Not some takeover BS. Now, smile like you are craving this match and can't wait to show the world that you can't be stopped. Hood: (Wispering) Oh, me am craving something. Craving it for a long time. Ye right boyo about one thing. It will be epic. Ratlick: (Whispering) Good...good...glad you see it my way. Crockett: That is all the time we have folks. Join us next month as we will see newcomers Chucho Morales and Hubris in action as well as many more superstars of R.R.A.T.S. Good night everyone. |
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Post by gwfman17 on May 15, 2011 19:30:19 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]R.R.A.T.S Show #3
05.16.2072 from M45 Theatre-Pleiades[/glow][/shadow]
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After the pyro, the camera pans around the arena showing 10,000 plus fans in attendance. The camera pans down to ringside where we see David Crockett IV sitting at a table. Crockett IV: Hello and welcome to the one and only wrestling program in the galaxy, Ratlick’s Reality Action and Thrills Spectacular. We are coming to you live straight from the bosom of the Seven Sisters Cluster at the M45 Theatre on the planet Pleiades. With me as always is the owner and CEO of R.R.A.T.S and my commentary partner, Mr. Ratlick!!! Ratlick: Thank you very much David and WELCOME EVERYONE TO PLEIADES!!! WELCOME TO THE M45 THEATRE!!! AND WELCOME TO RATLICK'S REALITY ACTION and THRILLS SPECTACULAR!!! We have an action packed show for you tonight. Crockett: Right you are Ratlick. Tonight, we will see the wrestling debuts of Chucho Morales and Hubris. Also, we will see the new R.R.A.T.S tag team champions the Midnight Express and Mister Cornette. Ratlick: We will also hear from the competitors of the Gauntlet Match. Jack Hood will have his hands full and will lead off the Gauntlet. Will he be able to survive 4 men to retain his title or will we have a new champion. Crockett: And all of that will happen on the grandest stage of them all. R.R.A.T.S newest PPV...Wrestlepalooza. Ratlick: That's right. This will be an unbelievable event. The matches signed on top of the Gauntlet will be Astaroth vs. The Crow. Midnight Express defends the titles against House of Blood. Ricken Prince takes on Hubris. and Commander Sam and Ayngar go at it once again. Crockett: Well, speaking of Commander Sam, here comes the angry young man now. Lets get to the ring. [glow=red,2,300]Commander Sam vs. Wolfman Jack
Commander Sam defeated Wolfman Jack with a STAR SPANGLED BANNER at 0:52[/glow] After the match, Sam walks over to the announce table.Crockett: Here he is fans. Commander Sam. Sam, you have another match with Ayngar next month at Wrestlepalooza. Will this feud come to an end next month. Sam: First off, I want to thank these great fans and the fans around the galaxy for their support. I have been flooded with emails from people who were affected by the Earth/Cygnus war. One in particular email struck my very soul. It was from a woman who has three children. She told me that her husband fought in the war and was captured by Cygnus Warriors. He was tortured and killed because he would not give up coordinates of the location of his army headquarters. She wants me to seek revenge in the name of her husband and the many Earth soldiers that lost their lives in the war. Ayngar, even though, the Earth army was victorious, I see that the lasting affects of that war are still prevalent amongst my people. At Wrestlepalooza, you will have no where to run and no where to hide. You and I will settle this once and for all. Not with weapons....not with star fighters....but with our fists. Ayngar. You will meet your destiny...and that is the destiny to lose.Crockett: Commander Sam folks. Ready for his big matchup against Ayngar. We will be right back.
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[glow=red,2,300]The Cartel vs. Wolfman Jack and Pizza the Hut
Palecai Sorm defeated Wolfman Jack with a SORM STOMP at 6:26[/glow] After the match, Astaroth comes over to the announce table with the Cartel. Crockett: The man from the darkside and his disciples Astaroth and the Cartel. Astaroth: Lets cut the introduction and the questions David. You know why I am here. And that is to speak about The Crow.The crowd cheers loudly. Astaroth: Draven, you have it all wrong. I had nothing to do with your Sarah's death. But, I wish I had because I want to watch you continue to suffer. I buried your soul, but you couldn’t just go away. You had to resurrect and represent the spirit of lost souls. You couldn't find the light in your demise. So, now I will put your carcass in eternal darkness....I...Just then, the lights go out and a single light shines up to the rafters. There we see, The Crow standing there. We hear the recorded voice of Eric Draven echo through the speakers. The Voice of Crow: As I walk through the valley of death, I am filled with anger and hate. Astaroth, you may think that my revenge will not be possible without your blood on my hands. But you see, you are right about one thing. You did not kill Sarah. But I know who did and they are standing by your side. You see Astaroth, I'm not gonna kill you. Your job will be to tell The Cartel that destruction is coming for them. Tell them Eric Draven sends his regards. As for you, you and I will finally meet in the ring. It will be there that you will finally come face to face with darkness. Because you may not have killed Sarah...but you sure as hell ordered it...At Wrestlepalooza..you will take your final resting place.....IN HELL!!!!The light goes off and back to darkness. Suddenly, the lights go back on and The Crow has vanished. Astaroth and The Cartel look around, but the Crow is gone as we fade to commercial.
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[glow=red,2,300]Chucho Morales vs. The Zombie
Chucho Morales defeated The Zombie with a BOLIVIAN RHASPSODY at 1:27[/glow] Chucho Morales grabs a mic from an attendant.Morales: MY NAME...IS...CHUCHO MORALES! For those of you that really know me, I am also known as El Magnate del Litio- The Lithium Tycoon. I am a successful entrepreneur and wrestler from the rich country of Bolivia. Me, I am a sports club owner who owns a Bolivian professional soccer team. I am wildly popular in my native land but not as well-received in other parts of the galaxy. I ventured off to the SGL to make myself a household name. But I quickly found that even though I got over with the fans, my dreams of being heavyweight champion was just that too....OVER! Torin Caelum had no plans for me. I didn't fit in with his SCRIPT. And that's when R.R.A.T.S came calling. I was promised my shot to prove that I am a top contender. Not a joke. You fans know me. You know what I am capable of. And soon, so will Toro Moldavo, KO Keller, Harley Marlboro, and the sorry excuse for a champion, Jack Hood. At Wrestlepalooza, I will be your next CHAMPION!!!
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Hubris appears on the tron. Hubris: So sorry to disappoint you all here tonight. You see, when you see Hubris live and in the ring and cannot be at a measly holovised show against a low life parasite. No, you see. You all need to pay to see greatness. Look at me. A face of beauty. The body of a GOD. The skills of a wrestling technician. Everything I do is calculated. Just like starting my feud with Ricken Prince. You see, it was all part of the plan. He calls himself the Prince of Wrestling. Well, at Wrestlepalooza, I will prove to him and the rest of the galaxy...that it is I...Hubris...the new face and Prince of Wrestling. I will.... Just then, the tron cuts off and a picture comes on the tron.Credit LWPD  Credit Werner Mueck |
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Post by LWPD on May 16, 2011 17:47:36 GMT -5
When a lengthy thread leaves a reader wanting more, it's a sign that you've perfected your craft. From the opening video, to promotional banter, to hype montages and commercials, R.R.A.T.S has a very smooth flow that is effortless to take in, and a real pleasure to experience. Your take on Hubris is very intriguing, you've fleshed out an open ended story arc and really made it your own. The appearance of Crow goes to show that anything can happen at any time. Commander Sam cut a heartfelt promo that really pulled at the heartstrings. I love that Chucho's theme video is Copacabana...I never thought I'd hear a Barry Manilow song in a Fed thread! The 'unscripted' appearances of Benjamin Shroud and his cryptic mentions of both the Movement & P.O.W. could foreshadow the very foundation of R.R.A.T.S being rocked to its core. First on deck was a super heavy hitter in Screw, I can't wait to find out who is the brains of the operation. Ratlick seems like a guy who was born with a horseshoe stuck up his rear...but his days as a lucky shyster who struts fearlessly down easy street may be coming to a screeching halt! BTW...I love the quirky sponsor commercials. I hear that in Australia, Space Flight Foods still shares grocery shelf space alongside Vegemite!  "He just smiled and gave me a Vegemite sandwich..."
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Post by gwfman17 on May 27, 2011 9:29:51 GMT -5
LWPD-Thank you for being such a loyal fan of my promotions. I am so humbled that you continue to stay tuned especially since you are so involved in the L-FSCE characters. The Men at Work reference was hilarious. Although R.R.A.T.S is the cream of the crop, things are about to take a sharp turn. I am in the planning stages as far as creativity and reading the back history of COTG: Genesis to push forward with my story development as I move closer to 2074 and the start of the GWF. As you can tell I am very story driven. I am glad you are not exausted with my lengthy segments. I am just a huge fan of character development and storylines and I am happy you enjoy it. Give me another week and get ready for shocking developments.
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Post by gwfman17 on May 28, 2011 12:02:35 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]R.R.A.T.S. Behind the Scenes
06.06.2072[/glow][/shadow] All of the superstars of R.R.A.T.S were backstage preparing for the big PPV in the month of June. So much planning is involved. Cornette and Crockett are working with the talent in the ring booking the matches. Slim Jim is off to the side working with a few guys on promo segments. Ratlick is off to the side taking it all in standing with referee Rian. Ratlick: Everything seems to be going well. The talent looks focused, the promos seem to be running smooth, and the hype for the event is running wild on the blogs. Rian: I hear ya. I heard a rumor Senator Gobble from the U.F.S.P will be in attendance. What's the deal with that? We haven't done anything out of compliance with the rules set forth by them. We are sport's entertainment at its best.Ratlick: I think it is all just a formality. He told me that in light of our last broadcast in which it ended so abruptly, he is being sent in to make sure things go smooth. I assured him that everything is okay and that the talent isn't getting out of hand. I told him we are taking extra security measures to ensure that these outsiders stay as far away from our show as possible. Rian: I see. I have been checking the blogs and one in particular directed traffic to a website. I clicked on it, and it is a site dedicated to this new "Movement". They are not associating themselves as former disgruntled SGL superstars, but they might as well. Benjamin Shroud is now calling himself Star Spangled Shroud and wearing this mask. The monster known as Screw from Aethra seems to be getting a lot of fan fare. Ratlick: I will not sit here and speak about this Rian.Rian: Look, it is the elephant in the room. The whole roster is buzzing about this. Two former SGL stars coming into our shows unscripted and causing a war on us. Then, proclaiming that they are taking over this company and that there is another who will be the leader. And we know who he is? I don't think something like this can be ignored.Ratlick: I told you. We have extra security measures for our PPV. As far as I am concerned, there is nothing to worry about. We are the mothership. We are the franchise. There is no way anything can bring us down. Now, come on let’s go over and talk script with the talent. Rian: Actually, I have to run out to my transport real quick. I'll be back. Ratlick: Make it quick. I'll be with Jack going over the angle that will put this PPV over the top. Rian walks away and Ratlick makes his way over to Hood. Rian walks out the doors and down a long hallway past the locker rooms to the back exit. As he opens the exit door, he sees Dr. Theremin standing by his transport. Rian: I told you to wait inside the transport so you wouldn't be seen. Theremin: Relax. I can't just be a friend coming to see you?Rian: No, not at all. You are a former SGL talent. Ratlick is already on edge with the former SGL talent crossing over here. Seeing you might make matters worse. Security is on high alert. Lets do this quick and get out of here. Theremin: I understand. The paperwork you filled out for Genetic Industries is all set and you got approved for trials. The company developed an experimental health supplement. Here's the deal, after a few months of trying this new "health supplement", you will discover a height increase and an increase in muscle mass. You will feel stronger, faster and better than you have in your entire life. Rian: Sounds great. I will begin the trial right away. Hey you gonna watch the PPV? Senator Gobble will be here to make sure all is going as scripted and that we aren't breaking any non violence laws. Theremin: Whoh..wait a minute. Do not keep this stuff here at the arena. The U.F.S.P. has concerns about Genetic Industries and our experiments. We don't hold any patents and they have threatened to shut down the entire operation. We feared the worse and went into hiding and are working out of my underground lab. Rian: I would never think of it. I will keep it home. I don't want people to know what I am doing. Are there any side effects? Theremin: We're not sure yet. You will be the first to try it. We will track that as we see the results. Rian: Good deal. I got to get back in there. Thanks. We'll see how it goes. Rian walks back inside. Back inside Ratlick is off in the corner already heavy in discussions about the booking of the PPV main event. The following has some excerpts from COTG: Genesis altered to fit my storylines.Ratlick: You will fly through the 4 wrestlers and then it will come down to the two of you. Before you two can lock up, I will get up from the announce table and walk into the ring. You will be exhausted and everyone will wonder what I am doing. Then, I will shake his hand, and then walk over to you. You will extend your hand thinking I will shake it as well, but instead I will slap you in the face. You will act shocked and confused. Then, I will slap you again. You will become enraged. The crowd at this point will probably urge you to hit me. You will look around at them. I will smile at you. Then, you will slap me in the face. I will be furious by your response and disrespect that I will grab a mic. I will talk a bit about how there will be order in the company and that you are not the true face of this company. I poke fun at your teeth, your look, and the fact you speak a language that no one understands. Then I will say you are fired and I will slap you again. I will award the match and the title to him and as we celebrate, you will leave the ring saddened by the events that just took place. Jack Hood stared down at the little man as he giggled.Ratlick: What? The crowd will eat it up, and Senator Gobble will think I am taking a stand against you and anyone else that tries to get out of line. He will see my involvement is indeed scripted and that there is nothing violent going on here. Jack Hood just stared and smirked.Hood: Ye sure that's da way ye want it goin down boyo? Good ol' Jack lookin like a true sassy in da ring? Make me look like a fool in front of millions of fans? Me drop da title? Sell me self down da river so ye look like ye got control huh? Me think that would be a big mistake. Me think that da product will speak for itself and ol' Gobble will be impressed with the theatrics our performers go through. To be honest though boyo, I think violence is something this company needs to embrace. Da boyos are growin' tired of the acting and the drama. They are eager to get their hands dirty a little. Ye are holding back a bunch of caged animals boyo. Ratlick: Where is this coming from Jack? I have helped make you a household name. It is all because of me you see. I am the one that calls the shots. You are the talent competing with my talent contract. You have no creative control. I tell you what to do and you will do it. You will not make me look like a fool. I already have enough on my plate with all these interruptions from the SGL guys, I don't need any more distractions from my talent. Now I tried to be good about this, but you are making it difficult. You will control yourself and so will the talent. You will all do what I say, or you can all ask for your release. Do we understand? Hood does not respond. Ratlick smirks. Ratlick: I thought you'd see it my way. Sell it big man. Sell it real good. See you tomorrow. Hood: (As Ratlick walks away, Hood talks to himself) Aye, me will see ye tomorrow, but ye will not see no more after tomorrow boyo. |
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Post by LWPD on May 30, 2011 7:37:23 GMT -5
Ratlick: You will fly through the 4 wrestlers and then it will come down to the two of you. Before you two can lock up, I will get up from the announce table and walk into the ring. You will be exhausted and everyone will wonder what I am doing. Then, I will shake his hand, and then walk over to you. You will extend your hand thinking I will shake it as well, but instead I will slap you in the face. You will act shocked and confused. Then, I will slap you again. You will become enraged. The crowd at this point will probably urge you to hit me. You will look around at them. I will smile at you. Then, you will slap me in the face. I will be furious by your response and disrespect that I will grab a mic. I will talk a bit about how there will be order in the company and that you are not the true face of this company. I poke fun at your teeth, your look, and the fact you speak a language that no one understands. Then I will say you are fired and I will slap you again. I will award the match and the title to him and as we celebrate, you will leave the ring saddened by the events that just took place. Jack Hood stared down at the little man as he giggled.Ratlick: What? The crowd will eat it up, and Senator Gobble will think I am taking a stand against you and anyone else that tries to get out of line. He will see my involvement is indeed scripted and that there is nothing violent going on here. Jack Hood just stared and smirked.Hood: Ye sure that's da way ye want it goin down boyo? Good ol' Jack lookin like a true sassy in da ring? Make me look like a fool in front of millions of fans? Me drop da title? Sell me self down da river so ye look like ye got control huh? Me think that would be a big mistake. Me think that da product will speak for itself and ol' Gobble will be impressed with the theatrics our performers go through. To be honest though boyo, I think violence is something this company needs to embrace. Da boyos are growin' tired of the acting and the drama. They are eager to get their hands dirty a little. Ye are holding back a bunch of caged animals boyo. Ratlick: Where is this coming from Jack? I have helped make you a household name. It is all because of me you see. I am the one that calls the shots. You are the talent competing with my talent contract. You have no creative control. I tell you what to do and you will do it. You will not make me look like a fool. I already have enough on my plate with all these interruptions from the SGL guys, I don't need any more distractions from my talent. Now I tried to be good about this, but you are making it difficult. You will control yourself and so will the talent. You will all do what I say, or you can all ask for your release. Do we understand? Hood does not respond. Ratlick smirks. Ratlick: I thought you'd see it my way. Sell it big man. Sell it real good. See you tomorrow. Hood: (As Ratlick walks away, Hood talks to himself) Aye, me will see ye tomorrow, but ye will not see no more after tomorrow boyo. Great behind the scenes monologue. Since day one, Ratlick has been a real shark and shrewd business man. In the process of building his empire, be it by hook or by crook, he has put many a competitor under the bus. With each of his victories, he has left behind a mounting list of enemies bearing grudges. Now his ego and bravado may be blinding him to the fact that there is a 'movement' under way. Momentum has shifted... and his chickens may soon come home to roost! |
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Post by gwfman17 on Jun 16, 2011 15:45:02 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]THE FACE OF WRESTLING WILL CHANGE![/glow][/shadow] Some excerpts taken from COTG: Genesis altered for my storylinesWorld Senator Delmore Gobble of the U.F.S.P held his cape close to his face, covering his mouth and nose as he was escorted through the backstage area of R.R.A.T.S. To his side hobbled a shorter manwho was the head promoter named Ratlick. Ratlick: After tonight’s spectacular show, you’ll see first-hand that there is no legitimate violence here. It’s pure entertainment and the kids love us! It is all an act you see straight from the 20th century. Senator Gobble: But we have watched your show and have seen blood pour from some of your wrestlers at the hands of their opponents. Surely, that is real and is a big concern for us. Ratlick: Yes, the blood is real, but it is self induced. Made to look like they were injured when in actual, they did it themselves. There are no righteous super soldiers or evil game masters here; merely employees playing characters earning their paychecks in order to feed their families. Senator Gobble: Mr. Ratlick, don’t try and tell me that you have complete control around here. Sport’s Entertainment is the genre you chose to call this to bypass the rules set forth by my committee of Senators. And although you call these beings entertainers and actors, they are actually a roster that consists of nothing but the nastiest scoundrels and bottom feeders who have set up shop in this arena you call a home. You are indeed a credit hungry monopolists who has brainwashed your fan base and manipulated the system. We are on to you, and that is why I am here tonight. To expose the wrong doings of this sport, document my findings, and put an end to violent sports once and for all. Ratlick: With all due respect Senator, I sign the talent and I book the matches. I hand out the titles to those that create the most buzz or jeers from the crowd. Most of all, I sign the checks and give the credits. If one thing is for sure, no one goes off script in my promotion. You will not have to worry about violence. You will be able to stand before you fellow leaders and confidently say; this is sports entertainment at its finest. Gobble rolled his eyes and he continued walking through the backstage curtain and into the arena that was overstuffed with howling fans of all sorts of planetary races. Gobble took his seat at ringside.[glow=red,2,300] Announcer: Welcome to Ratlick’s Reality Action and Thrills Spectacular, coming to you live straight from the bosom of the Seven Sisters Cluster. In just a moment, we will be viewed across the galaxy on PPV holovision. We ask that you please stay in your seats and do not in any way interfere with the talent during the show. We encourage you all to get as rowdy and loud as you can to show the viewers at home that the action is hot and heavy at this live show. Please keep in mind that this is sport’s entertainment and our roster is filled with highly trained performers. Please do not try anything you see here tonight at home. [/glow] Gobble smirks as if he is in disbelief by that comment. Directly behind the curtain, Ratlick stood with his top drawing star, Jack Hood and the rest of the R.R.A.T.S. roster. Ratlick: Listen, there is a slight change in the program. Senator Gobble is here tonight to try and prove everything in R.R.A.T.S is true violence and not entertainment. He is looking to shut me down and this sport down for good. What does that mean for all of us? NO JOBS! So, with that, you all know the script. You have practiced and trained for your matches. You have sacrificed your families and your lives to do what you are about to do tonight. Not for me, not for you, not for these fans….No, we do it for the paycheck. Some will say that you are scoundrels or caged animals just waiting to get out and cause mass chaos. Some say I exploit you only to benefit myself and my agenda. Some will even go as far to say that you are holding back from the violent urges you yearn to release. I say hogwash to all of that. Tonight, you show the galaxy and the U.F.S.P that you are soldiers committed to entertaining only. Prove you are not destructive by any means and that you are here on your own will. I want to prove that right before this show starts which is why we are changing the format of the show just a bit. To prove that anything can happen at a R.R.A.T.S show and in the end, we all celebrate together.Ratlick turns to Jack Hood.Ratlick: So here is what we will do to kick off the show. I will walk out and say that I am in charge and no one will think they are bigger that Ratlick. I will call you out Jack and tell you I am disappointed in the type of champion you are and your lack of respect for me. I will really sell that I think you are the lowest piece of garbage in this company and how your hideous face can no longer be the face of this company. Then, I will slap you in the face and smile. You will look at me and smile. Then, I will slap you again. This time, you will get furious. The crowd will be urging you to lay me out so you will slap me in the face. The crowd will go nuts, but I will be angry. I will pic up the mic and announce that not only will you not represent R.R.A.T.S as our champion anymore, but that you are fired. Then, I will slap you again.Jack Hood stared down at the little man as he giggled.Ratlick: The crowd will eat it up, and Gobble will think I am taking a stand against you. Later, in the Gauntlet we crown a new champ.Ratlick turns to the roster. Ratlick: And the new face of R.R.A.T.S will be……CHUCHO MORALES! Jack Hood just stared and smirked as Ratlick smiled and went through the curtain. The roster stared at Hood to see what his reaction would be.Hood: Well, looks like ol’ Ratlick says a change is comin’ tonight. Well, he is right about one thing. There WILL be a new face for this company.Hood walks up to Chucho and goes nose to nose. Chucho looks scared. Hood: But it won’t be ye, boyo! Back in the ring, Ratlick walks out after the pyro and introduction. He makes his way to the ring with a huge smile on his face. He stops in front of Gobble and winks at him. Then, he is handed a mic by an attendant and walks into the ring. Ratlick: I want Jack Hood to get his bone ugly mug out here right now!The crowd looked on, but there was no sign of Hood.Ratlick: Do as I say Hood. I am your boss!The onlookers rose to their feet and started cheering as Hood emerged from the curtain. He was accompanied by two men that were not part of the R.R.A.T.S roster, but were recognized by the crowd as the Hooligans from ACWA federation. Slug was the skinnier of the two, but was the brains of the team. The taller man, Blotto, was a block of muscle who loved to drink ale. The Hooligans cursed at the crowd as they made their way down. Hood was carrying a long metal pole and glared at Ratlick as he approached the ring. Hood walked into the ring and stepped up to face the promoter. Ratlick looked confused to see the Hooligans with Hood since they were not under a R.R.A.T.S contract. Ratlick stood his ground, confident that Hood would stick to the script.Ratlick: Let me ask you something Jack. Just what in the hell runs through your head to think you could be the face of this company? The Hooligans whooped up silently behind their silent leader.Ratlick: Do you realize that a world senator is in attendance tonight? Do you realize that your actions as of late could single handedly become the deciding factor in the outlawing of any public act deemed violent? Hood sneered as he continued to glare at Ratlick.Ratlick: Answer me you son of a motherless mongrel.Ratlick slapped Hood across the face, but Hood did not flinch.Ratlick: Lucky for the fans of R.R.A.T.S we will not be shutting down. We are taking this show to the future and with a new face to lead us into the next generation.A member from the crowd: Hit em Jack.Ratlick: And there will be some other changes. I recognize the two of you. You are not on my payroll, but you will be now. Hooligans, you will not be on the active roster, but you will mop the floors to earn your wages. And as far as you Hood....You are fired! The crowd started to throw garbage into the ring.Ratlick screamed for Hood to leave, and then smacked him across the face again. Then he spit in his face. Hood stood there as the spit drip from his nose to the ring.Ratlick: (whispering) Come on Jack. The crowd believes this. Smack me back.Hood grabbed Ratlick by the throat. Ratlicks smug smile was quickly erased from his postmarked face as he squirmed under Hoods force.Ratlick: (whispering) A little too tight Jack.The realization that Hood was going off script soon set in and things have gone horribly wrong. He watched in horror as Jack finally opened his mouth revealing a mouthful of dull metallic teeth that were crooked and rusted. Hood began to squeeze harder and Ratlick began to bleed from the mouth. Hood released Ratlick to the ring floor. Senator Gobble stood up in disgust and then in concern. Ratlick looked up at Hood who was now standing over him. Ratlick: What are you doing Jack?The crowd looked on in shock as Hood raised the metal pole he was holding high above his head and thrusted it hard into the belly of the promoter silencing him forever. Blotto reached down and pried the mic from Ratlick’s hand and turned it over to Hood. Finally the tall man spoke.Hood: Tell all that ye know what ye have seen here tonight. This is no show, no booking goin on here. And me no longer have a boss. I am an Outlaw. I am the new boss.The crowd was silenced, but some still thought it was all an act. Senator Gobble tried to push fans in his aisle out of the way and tried to leave. Senator Gobble: This is despicable. Let me out of here. (Pointing at the ref) That is no act. This man may be dead. This Hood is a maniac. This is not entertainment. This is a violation of the Non-Violence Act VII. This federation is a disgrace and is from here on out terminated. As Gobble left the arena, Hood laughed and then thrusts the pole down harder into Ratlick’s belly. Hood: We are no longer slaves to entertainment. We are now a revolutionary force that will unleash havoc to the world of wrestling. We are and will be underground from here on out. Just then, Ricken Prince and Screw come out from behind the curtain. These two showed up in the last two shows claiming there was a mastermind behind their arrival. It was evident when they walked into the ring and handed something to Hood, that they were now an allegiance. Hood placed a flag at the top of the pole. When he let his hand go, a tattered and worn flag unraveled to reveal three letters...P.O.W. |
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Post by LWPD on Jun 16, 2011 18:14:34 GMT -5
World Senator Delmore Gobble of the U.F.S.P held his cape close to his face, covering his mouth and nose as he was escorted through the backstage area of R.R.A.T.S. Classic visual...a bureaucrat with a cape. I'd expect someone like the erudite World Senator Gooble to be near illness at the mere sight of athleticism in any form. Being forced to see the action up close, while seated among the hoi polloi, must have been a nightmare for him!  Ratlick: With all due respect Senator, I sign the talent and I book the matches. I hand out the titles to those that create the most buzz or jeers from the crowd. Most of all, I sign the checks and give the credits. If one thing is for sure, no one goes off script in my promotion. You will not have to worry about violence. You will be able to stand before you fellow leaders and confidently say; this is sports entertainment at its finest. I don't know who is more repugnant...Gobble or Ratlick. Directly behind the curtain, Ratlick stood with his top drawing star, Jack Hood and the rest of the R.R.A.T.S. roster. Ratlick: Listen, there is a slight change in the program. Senator Gobble is here tonight to try and prove everything in R.R.A.T.S is true violence and not entertainment. He is looking to shut me down and this sport down for good. What does that mean for all of us? NO JOBS! So, with that, you all know the script. You have practiced and trained for your matches. You have sacrificed your families and your lives to do what you are about to do tonight. Not for me, not for you, not for these fans….No, we do it for the paycheck. Some will say that you are scoundrels or caged animals just waiting to get out and cause mass chaos. Some say I exploit you only to benefit myself and my agenda. Some will even go as far to say that you are holding back from the violent urges you yearn to release. I say hogwash to all of that. Tonight, you show the galaxy and the U.F.S.P that you are soldiers committed to entertaining only. Prove you are not destructive by any means and that you are here on your own will. I want to prove that right before this show starts which is why we are changing the format of the show just a bit. To prove that anything can happen at a R.R.A.T.S show and in the end, we all celebrate together. Ratlick's 'morale builder' speech went over like a lead balloon. A charismatic leader is able to to get the staff to enthusiastically drink the Kool-Aid...Ratlick is no Paul Heyman! Hood grabbed Ratlick by the throat. Ratlicks smug smile was quickly erased from his postmarked face as he squirmed under Hoods force.Ratlick: (whispering) A little too tight Jack.The realization that Hood was going off script soon set in and things have gone horribly wrong. He watched in horror as Jack finally opened his mouth revealing a mouthful of dull metallic teeth that were crooked and rusted. Hood began to squeeze harder and Ratlick began to bleed from the mouth. Hood released Ratlick to the ring floor. Senator Gobble stood up in disgust and then in concern. Ratlick looked up at Hood who was now standing over him. Ratlick: What are you doing Jack?The crowd looked on in shock as Hood raised the metal pole he was holding high above his head and thrusted it hard into the belly of the promoter silencing him forever. Ratlick screwed over so many people with-in the industry. Like an enemy of Tony Soprano...he never saw his end coming! Hood: We are no longer slaves to entertainment. We are now a revolutionary force that will unleash havoc to the world of wrestling. We are and will be underground from here on out. Just then, Ricken Prince and Screw come out from behind the curtain. These two showed up in the last two shows claiming there was a mastermind behind their arrival. It was evident when they walked into the ring and handed something to Hood, that they were now an allegiance. Hood placed a flag at the top of the pole. When he let his hand go, a tattered and worn flag unraveled to reveal three letters...P.O.W. You did an amazing job bringing this pivotal transition to life. It will be interesting to see what the underground P.O.W. era will be like!  |
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Post by gwfman17 on Jun 17, 2011 18:19:24 GMT -5
[shadow=red,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Blog Entry #236- MY FINAL ENTRY
12.23.2072[/glow][/shadow] For the die-hard fans and supporters of sport’s entertainment, you have witnessed firsthand how this sport became a boom in the entertainment industry after the Galactic Wars. Sport’s entertainment, since 2070, had proven itself to be one of the best forms of entertainment in the galaxy– it had the highest visitors in any sporting event galaxywide, it was holovised on almost all networks, it had a diverse number of sponsorships/advertisers, and of course, had a gigantic count of fans from all walks of life. Following the Galactic Wars, sport’s entertainment brought back to fans what they had been missing for years; a positive escape from the norm.
Sadly, there was a decision made recently by The United Federation of Stars and Planets (UFSP) that pushed the sport’s entertainment fans to never enjoy their favorite sport anymore. Now, any forms of “wrestling” are banned throughout the galaxy once again. Tracking back through its history, the UFSP made a goal to regulate and eliminate all violence by the year 2050. As a result of this effort, many sports which featured violent actions as a central component of competition went out of favor with the public. Wrestling was among the sports that were singled out as having a negative and corrupting influence. As a result, practically all wrestling federations in the galaxy ceased to exist by the year 2050. After the Galactic Wars, promoters like Ratlick, Torin Caelum, and Silvar wanted to show that wrestling, instead of being a bad influence, could be a healthy outlet for man's aggressive potential. Ratlick brought back the idea of the 20th century flagship called sport’s entertainment and created a window of opportunity for wrestlers to still display their talents under an entertainment blanket. Torin Caelum seized the opportunity to purchase cloning technology for the purpose of bringing back former popular superstars of the 20th century to further push the entertainment value of the sport. Finally, Silvar created the ACWA which represented the old independent booking style. The UFSP agreed that this form of entertainment, although reluctantly agreed, was suitable for viewing audiences. Ratlick was the most successful of the three promoters, however, his greed led him to try and monopolize the sport. In doing this, Torin Caelum tried to compete with the booming mothership, but failed in the end financially. Silvar, who did not have much of a budget, continued to hold low end shows with no production or holovised contracts and managed to have a cult like following. Sport’s entertainment found the loopholes and was successful for a few years.
The name “Sport’s Entertaiment” took on a new meaning after June 2072, “A thing of the past”. After the holovised murder of Ratlick, founder and creator of R.R.A.T.S, Jack Hood was arrested and convicted. However, at an appeals hearing, his lawyer argued that the UFSP was at fault for allowing the “wrestling” shows to continue even after it was banned in 2050. The lawyer argued greed and exploitation by the government who were receiving money through high taxes. Hood’s lawyer presented a list of wrestler’s phsycho evaluations which he argued showed significant emotional distress. But Jack’s lawyers biggest piece of evidence was the fact that Jack Hood, who is a member of the Globin race, falls under a grandfather clause making it illegal to charge him with a crime. The Globin’s do not feel pain, nor do they age at a standard pace. In fact, their aging process is exceptionally slower than the average. Many that come from the Southern Globule who have lived healthy, conservative lifestyles have been recorded as living up to 300 years of age. In Jack’s case, he was over 150 years old and on his planet, there are no laws governing prison terms for punishment of murder. Jail terms for Globins would require high taxes to its citizens to house prisoners, and due to the fact that they live longer lives, it would be hard to maintain a comfortable lifestyle. Instead of prison terms, they subject their prisoners to required work related programs that keep individuals busy much of the day as to prevent them from getting involved in malicious type behavior. With that said, it was presented in court that Hood never had legal paperwork that made him a true citizen of Pleiades, and therefore, cannot fall under the confines of the law of that planet. He was simply working without a VISA, and the UFSP knew it. With all that said, the UFSP had no choice, but to release Hood and drop all charges of murder. Hood smiled and simply walked out of the courtroom a free man.
In July 2072, Jack Hood filed for legal citizenship for the planet of Pleiades. The UFSP tried to deny his application, but Hood sued them for discrimination. The UFSP said their basis for denying the application was due to the fact that Hood murdered a Pleiades citizen and was deemed unsafe for the people of that planet. However, Hood’s lawyer once again argued that Jack Hood was never found guilty of murder in a court of law. Therefore, he could not legally be denied the opportunity to be granted citizenship. In August 2072, it was agreed that Jack Hood’s paperwork would be pushed through if he dropped his lawsuit. He did and he became an official citizen of Pleiades.
As for wrestlers, the new law left a lot of people unemployed. Some had great fall back plans such as Chucho Morales who went back to Bolivia and ran his family’s lithium plant. Toro Moldavo went back to running his dojo, but has since turned it into a galaxy famous meditation center. Ayngar re-enlisted into the Cygnus army and is a weapons specialist. Commander Sam went back to Earth and again is Commander of the Armed Forces. Hubris owns his own line of cosmetics and has patented a technology that specializes in covering bodily scars. They all seem to be doing very well. As for others, their whereabouts are unknown. The only thing I know about The Midnight Express, Mister Cornette, David Crockett and Harley Marlboro is they all moved to Earth and make money off of shoot videos. Astaroth has literally vanished and no one knows his whereabouts. And that is all I know.
Months had past and fans of sport’s entertainment were left yearning for something new. As I sit at my desk writing this blog, I have to admit that there is a small social network of people who are aware that there is a certain underground outlet in which “wrestling” still exists. But not just any type of wrestling, but rather violent competition. Underground pirating of various events are being passed from being to being to bring about the hype. Code breaking techniques are used in order to find the next event for no one dares speak of it. The wrestlers only get paid if they win. So, people are subject to using dastardly tactics to win and get paid. POW which stands for Pleiades Outlaw Wrestling is the name of the company. I even know who is running the shows and it is really no surprise. I hear it is dingy, filthy and full of crazy characters and extreme fans. But there are names there you all would recognize, but they have truly changed. Gone are the “characters” of the sport as they have changed to pure wrestling machines; KO Keller, Crow, Benjamin Shroud, Black Market, Screw, Ricken Prince are just some of the names that have been hugely popular there. Crow is the “man” right now. His inner frustration and severe pain after the death of his girlfriend Sarah only fuels his fire. He is a huge bad a$$ now. He is their champ. They also have a Brass Knuckles Championship which is held by KO Keller. Wrestlers literally wear brass knuckles and beat the heck out of each other until one of them is unconscious. Tag teams are hugely popular. Some of the better pure wrestling matches on the cards.
As for me and my comrades, this is the only game in town. For many of us, this is our only way to support ourselves. It has been 6 long months since I have seen a paycheck. I tried a low end job, but I miss the competition. And although I did not always enjoy the acting part of my profession, we were still able to display our wrestling moves as an art form. With that, I have decided this will be my last blog entry. It is time for me to go underground and follow my dream of wrestling as an occupation. I have been training hard in the arts of MMA and wrestling and feel that I can compete at any level. You win, you get paid right? Well, I know what I need to do. If I get arrested then so be it. There will always be ways around the law. For those of you loyal fans, I wish I could tell you where I will be going. Maybe some of you already know, and when our paths cross I will be glad to shake your hands. But for those of you in the dark, I only have one thing to leave you with….keep your ears low to the ground.
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