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This entire site is a bag of wank.Quote:
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Hawk: Well I can do all that and still make guys like Punk look like kids in the ring. That is why I am the most profitable stars JBW has ever seen. My merchandise sells like hotcase, while Divine's crap just sits in the warehouse. The only reason his sales have gone up is because I helped clear out his merchandise so we have more room for the new Mike Hawk t-shirts.Quote:
Originally Posted by thejman93
Jman: Is that what you think this business is about, Mike? Selling T-shirts? You know who sells T-shirts? John Cena. Hulk Hogan. Mike Hawk. You know who people remember, though? CM Punk. Bret Hart. Chris Divine.Quote:
Originally Posted by wrestlingfan66513
HJ: Well the time draws near where I will finally get the shot I've been working so damn hard for. Right now I don't care if it's a win a loss or a draw I plan on going in there and giving it my damn best and prove not just to the world but to myself that I belong in the main event.
Divine: Divine's crap doesn't sit in a warehouse. Divine's crap sits in a toilet before he flushes that shit. As for Divine's merchandise sales, let's look at numbers.Quote:
Originally Posted by wrestlingfan66513
*Divines pulls out his phone, pulling up an app*
Divine: Ah look...Mike Hawk's percentage of merchandise that makes up sales is 10%...and what is Divine's? Oh..Divine's is 15%. The only people higher than Divine are TDA, Shuriken, HJ, and Eddie Juarez. Hell, even Mr Roman Numeral has a better sales percentage for his merchandise than you do Hawk. So keep squawking about numbers...Divine will take that t shirt gun and shoot a shirt down your throat.
Hawk: That is only a small fraction of the business, I will admit. But unlike those guys, I can do it all. I can promote myself, sell my things, put on classic matches, and still make this title look good all in one night.Quote:
Originally Posted by thejman93
*Raises TV title.
Divine, you think can keep pulling the wool over everyone's eyes, but I know you are going to fold at Resurrection when VHX proves to the world that you are only a paper champion.
*Virgo Violet is standing in the training room, looking at the two men lying slumped in the corner, broken and unconscious. She smiles at her handiwork... then looks at the remaining two men. Both cringing on the other end of the room.
Virgo Violet: Well then, gentlemen, it looks like you're the last two assistants to help me perfect my physical arsenal. So very fortunate for you...
*She looks back and forth at the two... before she focuses on the smaller of the two.
Virgo Violet: Ah, Mr. Day. You will be my next dance partner.
*The man looks up in fear at Virgo - he is five foot seven and may weigh a buck thirty, soaking wet. Virgo Violet is a giant in comparison. And yet, he does something entirely unexpected...
Day: ...
...
No.
*Everything stops. The large, seven-foot, three hundred pound man next to him goes saucer-eyed and looks like he's gone pale - even though his skin is dark chocolate brown. Silence.
All that seems to be moving... is Virgo Violet's eye twitching.
Virgo Violet: ... What. Did. You. Say to me.
Day: I've done everything for you. I interned for your company straight out of high school. Got your coffee every day - even as you dumped it on me... every day. Even as you took a fat, flaming shit on my life. I wanted to be successful. I wanted to be powerful. I wanted... to be like you. But this? Being your lackey... your emotional dart board... your punching bag? TO HELL WITH THIS! I. AM. NOT. DOING IT. I'M THROUGH WITH YOU!!!
Virgo Violet: ...
...
You insolent little piece of fetid worm shit. I've spent years molding you. Grooming you. Training you. I've given you the greatest corporate environment in the world. I've shown you what corporate perfection looks like. I've paved your road to greatness. And THIS is how you repay me... THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME... THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!?!?
*What happens next is an absolute whirlwind of violence. In the span of a second, Virgo transforms from an ice-cold, emotionless, professional businesswoman to a physical, berserk, uncontrollable demon. Day raises his hands to defend himself... for nothing. The punches are like piledrivers - his arms show deep, dark bruises within moments. The instant his arms drop, his head is whipped sideways from a supersonic left hook. The next ten seconds of violence are so violent that they cannot be watched or described without women, young children and others with weak constitutions going into convulsive fits from the sheer carnage wreaked upon the poor man.
At the end of it, Virgo holds him trapped in a one-armed front guillotine choke while contorting his arm with her free arm in a compromising hold. Day is coughing up his own blood. But even as he fades, he scratches at Violet's arm. He resists.
That's all that it takes to set Virgo Violet off on a whole new level. She withdraws the choke... but keeps a hold of Day's wrist. She steps back... yanks Day towards her, with her other hand cocked back... and as he comes forward, she unleashes the mother of all haymakers dead into his face. Day flips backwards from the impact, hits a scorpion on the floor, and is still.
Virgo looks at the ring she wore on her punching hand, the ring with her zodiac sign engraved on it... and the same mark it left on Day's face. Both coated crimson. She stares at him, her appearance disheveled and deranged, and for a moment the demon within is pulling the strings... then she is calm, not even bothering to try to remove the blood.
Virgo Violet: That will be all, Day. Consider yourself terminated.
Shuriken: Now you are beginning to make some sense.Quote:
Originally Posted by HolyJose2391
I know it is, Miss. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by thejman93
Right update on the show:
J's got one match to complete and Jose has 2 matches to complete.
Every other match has been completed.
With the time difference, I'll give Jose to about 3am GMT (if I'm still awake) to get me the matches, before I start working on them myself. If I fall asleep before that and I don't have the matches when I get up, I'll write them tomorrow.
I'm 50/50 on the show going up tonight, but we will see!