Post by Travis on Sept 3, 2009 20:28:13 GMT -5
~Witchita, Kansas is the city.. Time is 5 PM.. Charles Koch Arena is the location.. From outside the building we see Shane Douglas arriving to the building in his red Ford Focus rental car. The car engine dies from the key being switched off. Driver side door opens and out steps Shane Douglas in a pair of black gym shoes, black jeans, and brown leather jacket. Under the jacket looks to be an XPW Wrestling white shirt with a black and red logo. He walks to the passenger side behind the driver's side and opens the door to pull out his gym bag. He shuts the car door and fumbles with the keys to get to the key pad lock. He clicks it twice as he heads to the door. The guard allows him access to the building and he proceeds on down the hall. He gets met by a stage hand who shows him to his dressing room. Upon entering the room, Shane gets into his bag and pulls out a bottle of estrogen pills and sits them up in his locker.. Douglas looks as them and laughs out loud for a moment before getting his gear out and hanging it up in his locker. He then pulls out some dress pants and a dress shirt to lounge in before the show tonight.~
"Sorry about your d**n luck Hurri-Tard because tonight The Franchise brings home his World Championship... Hahahaha!"
~Just then there's a knock at his door. Shane is changed into his dress clothes and hides the bottle in his gym bag. Douglas answers the door as a second stage hand tells him that Bischoff has ten minutes of promo time for him to fill and he needs to do so before the show starts for it to make the show tonight.. Douglas nods in agreement and closes the door for a moment. He stashes his bag away and then steps out of the room. He follows the man down the hall to where Mean Gene Okerlund is standing by. Douglas steps into frame as Gene begins.~
Mean Gene: Franchise, tonight you face Ken Anderson tonight in a qualifying match up for the most coveted prize in all of XPW! The XPW World Heavyweight Championship! And then if you or Ken win this match then you face two potential other opponents later in the night for the right to become champion. If I didn't know any better Shane, I'd say that no one in XPW knows more about what it's like to hold that coveted championship more than you. After all you a former four time World Heavyweight Champion.
Shane Douglas: Nice to see you too Gene, as a matter of fact you are right on target as always. Tonight I do have a match with one Ken Anderson.. A very quiet Ken Anderson who as of late has gotten a bug up his ass and decided not to show up tonight according to my sources.. It figures.. Seeing how any McMahon created piece of sh*t has never amounted to anything here in the XPW..
Mean Gene: Hate to correct you here Mr. Douglas, but Edge was a highly successful superstar here for quite sometime.
~Douglas looks a little agitated and looks to strangle Okerlund. However Douglas refrains himself from doing such.~
Shane Douglas: Tu che little man, but what happened to him after I got a hold of that pretty boy look alike? He's not here anymore is he? He doesn't get the calls back from the Power's That Be does he? Every time this company needs a shot in the arm to complete their trace marks, they call me.. Why? Because I'll be their supplier.. I'll be the one to take the blame seeing how no one else around here has the f**king balls to do so! But back to the task at hand Gene-o.. Mr. Anderson is simply Mr. Defeated after tonight and then I'll take on any and all comers so I can reclaim my Championship!
Mean Gene: Seems like to me Shane Douglas that you'll have a long road ahead of you to the title as there are several forces within this playoff situation.. There's Abyss with Doctor Stevie Richards, Tyson Kidd from the Hart Family Dungeon, XPW main stay Billy Kidman, and a man in whom you're very familiar with in Shane Helms.
~Franchise's eyes light up for a moment and then he looks to the XPW banner in the background before looking back to the camera with his hands down on his hips now. He looks very stern for a moment as he continues.~
Shane Douglas: Abyss.. You might have escaped the nut ward on false good behavior forms cooked up by Stevie Richards but it won't save your ass from the beating it could possibly receive here tonight! If you dare to make it to the final, you can have that job boy b*tch as your mouth piece all you want! Richards, it's always easier to talk from behind a monster with a fourth of a brain. For those who can't count, that's point two five or a quarter.. Now with today's math lesson out of the way, lets look at another piece of the puzzle.. Tyson Kidd, one of the budding new stars in wrestling today. He claims to be trained in the Hart Dungeon.. That's great, I'm silently crying on the inside considering that place was a joke after Stu passed on. You got trained by a Fireman, a washed up has been, and a cripple.. Congratulations! Keith, Bruce, and Bret will be pleased with the failure you're about to become.
~Shane begins to roll his eyes for a moment and seems like he's going to puke as he tries to speak of the next person on his mind.~
Shane Douglas: Who in the..? Gene do you smell that?
~Gene smells the air and looks pleased.~
Mean Gene: Yeah, I sure do. That's the awesome catering from Gary's Deli..
~Douglas waves him off.~
Shane Douglas: I'm not talking about the food, I'm talking about the trash that security let in the door.. One Billy Kidman..
Mean Gene: Oh come on now!
Shane Douglas: You can't tell me that this place would be a whole hell of a lot cleaner with out that pint sized piss ant running around here trying to promote another federation? Who in the hell does he think he is? Promoting an inferior organization against this more dominate and outgoing promotion is ludicrous.. Just for that I should handle him now before the show begins but I won't.. I want to see him defeat Abyss tonight because there's nothing I'd enjoy more than to beat his ass one more time for old times sake.. Hahahaha!
~Shane takes the mic and puts Gene off camera. Gene backs off without a fight.~
Shane Douglas: How the transvestite working out for you Helms? Are you somewhere over the rainbow yet or bent over Its knee? You are running around claiming that I did something to an alleged test sample of yours? You think you've got some dirt on me? You don't have a d**n thing on me and even if I did do it.. I'd make sure it was done discretely and not even you would've found out. Helms, you b*tch about not getting your break here in XPW.. Fine you do that, do it until you're blue in the f**king face because I for one don't give a d**n. You can suck Bischoff's ass or that tranny's Johnson all you want to. But it's not going to get you something I've had four times over.. Something you just aren't good enough to capture.. Something I've tried to groom you for since day one but because of your bull headedness you never came close. You hang on to your five seconds of fame in that tack match and you cup of coffee United States Title memory because you'll get your chance to finally, after all this time, step into the ring with the one man you've yet to defeat.. And that's yours truly! I got you the best match ups against some of the best in XPW's history and much like Bill Clinton in the Monica Lewinsky scandal, you dropped the ball! You failed and now you want to blame me? Bring in on my friend because you can claim you didn't try to get in touch with your female side with those estrogen tablets in which you claim I produced in that so called forged sample. Why don't you ask your whore about the sample? Ninety to one says it's hers! Just your luck huh? Well much like that and back then, it'll be deja vu all over again Shane because you're going to watch me walk in and walk out with that XPW World Heavyweight Championship around my waist. If you don't believe me then consider yourself FRANCHISED!
~Shane walks off set after throwing the mic down to end the segement.~
"Sorry about your d**n luck Hurri-Tard because tonight The Franchise brings home his World Championship... Hahahaha!"
~Just then there's a knock at his door. Shane is changed into his dress clothes and hides the bottle in his gym bag. Douglas answers the door as a second stage hand tells him that Bischoff has ten minutes of promo time for him to fill and he needs to do so before the show starts for it to make the show tonight.. Douglas nods in agreement and closes the door for a moment. He stashes his bag away and then steps out of the room. He follows the man down the hall to where Mean Gene Okerlund is standing by. Douglas steps into frame as Gene begins.~
Mean Gene: Franchise, tonight you face Ken Anderson tonight in a qualifying match up for the most coveted prize in all of XPW! The XPW World Heavyweight Championship! And then if you or Ken win this match then you face two potential other opponents later in the night for the right to become champion. If I didn't know any better Shane, I'd say that no one in XPW knows more about what it's like to hold that coveted championship more than you. After all you a former four time World Heavyweight Champion.
Shane Douglas: Nice to see you too Gene, as a matter of fact you are right on target as always. Tonight I do have a match with one Ken Anderson.. A very quiet Ken Anderson who as of late has gotten a bug up his ass and decided not to show up tonight according to my sources.. It figures.. Seeing how any McMahon created piece of sh*t has never amounted to anything here in the XPW..
Mean Gene: Hate to correct you here Mr. Douglas, but Edge was a highly successful superstar here for quite sometime.
~Douglas looks a little agitated and looks to strangle Okerlund. However Douglas refrains himself from doing such.~
Shane Douglas: Tu che little man, but what happened to him after I got a hold of that pretty boy look alike? He's not here anymore is he? He doesn't get the calls back from the Power's That Be does he? Every time this company needs a shot in the arm to complete their trace marks, they call me.. Why? Because I'll be their supplier.. I'll be the one to take the blame seeing how no one else around here has the f**king balls to do so! But back to the task at hand Gene-o.. Mr. Anderson is simply Mr. Defeated after tonight and then I'll take on any and all comers so I can reclaim my Championship!
Mean Gene: Seems like to me Shane Douglas that you'll have a long road ahead of you to the title as there are several forces within this playoff situation.. There's Abyss with Doctor Stevie Richards, Tyson Kidd from the Hart Family Dungeon, XPW main stay Billy Kidman, and a man in whom you're very familiar with in Shane Helms.
~Franchise's eyes light up for a moment and then he looks to the XPW banner in the background before looking back to the camera with his hands down on his hips now. He looks very stern for a moment as he continues.~
Shane Douglas: Abyss.. You might have escaped the nut ward on false good behavior forms cooked up by Stevie Richards but it won't save your ass from the beating it could possibly receive here tonight! If you dare to make it to the final, you can have that job boy b*tch as your mouth piece all you want! Richards, it's always easier to talk from behind a monster with a fourth of a brain. For those who can't count, that's point two five or a quarter.. Now with today's math lesson out of the way, lets look at another piece of the puzzle.. Tyson Kidd, one of the budding new stars in wrestling today. He claims to be trained in the Hart Dungeon.. That's great, I'm silently crying on the inside considering that place was a joke after Stu passed on. You got trained by a Fireman, a washed up has been, and a cripple.. Congratulations! Keith, Bruce, and Bret will be pleased with the failure you're about to become.
~Shane begins to roll his eyes for a moment and seems like he's going to puke as he tries to speak of the next person on his mind.~
Shane Douglas: Who in the..? Gene do you smell that?
~Gene smells the air and looks pleased.~
Mean Gene: Yeah, I sure do. That's the awesome catering from Gary's Deli..
~Douglas waves him off.~
Shane Douglas: I'm not talking about the food, I'm talking about the trash that security let in the door.. One Billy Kidman..
Mean Gene: Oh come on now!
Shane Douglas: You can't tell me that this place would be a whole hell of a lot cleaner with out that pint sized piss ant running around here trying to promote another federation? Who in the hell does he think he is? Promoting an inferior organization against this more dominate and outgoing promotion is ludicrous.. Just for that I should handle him now before the show begins but I won't.. I want to see him defeat Abyss tonight because there's nothing I'd enjoy more than to beat his ass one more time for old times sake.. Hahahaha!
~Shane takes the mic and puts Gene off camera. Gene backs off without a fight.~
Shane Douglas: How the transvestite working out for you Helms? Are you somewhere over the rainbow yet or bent over Its knee? You are running around claiming that I did something to an alleged test sample of yours? You think you've got some dirt on me? You don't have a d**n thing on me and even if I did do it.. I'd make sure it was done discretely and not even you would've found out. Helms, you b*tch about not getting your break here in XPW.. Fine you do that, do it until you're blue in the f**king face because I for one don't give a d**n. You can suck Bischoff's ass or that tranny's Johnson all you want to. But it's not going to get you something I've had four times over.. Something you just aren't good enough to capture.. Something I've tried to groom you for since day one but because of your bull headedness you never came close. You hang on to your five seconds of fame in that tack match and you cup of coffee United States Title memory because you'll get your chance to finally, after all this time, step into the ring with the one man you've yet to defeat.. And that's yours truly! I got you the best match ups against some of the best in XPW's history and much like Bill Clinton in the Monica Lewinsky scandal, you dropped the ball! You failed and now you want to blame me? Bring in on my friend because you can claim you didn't try to get in touch with your female side with those estrogen tablets in which you claim I produced in that so called forged sample. Why don't you ask your whore about the sample? Ninety to one says it's hers! Just your luck huh? Well much like that and back then, it'll be deja vu all over again Shane because you're going to watch me walk in and walk out with that XPW World Heavyweight Championship around my waist. If you don't believe me then consider yourself FRANCHISED!
~Shane walks off set after throwing the mic down to end the segement.~