Post by Shane McMahon & Chris Jericho on Nov 9, 2015 20:26:23 GMT -5
Event: Monday, November 9th, 2015
Intercourse, Pennsylvania!
Singles Match
Enzo Amore vs Hideo Itami
.:Renee Young:.
Welcome my guest at this time Adrian Neville!
*Adrian Neville steps into view and the crowd cheers loudly*
.:Renee Young:.
Adrian! Even though you didn't make into the chamber you've made it clear your mission is to stop the demon within Finn. Any plans on how you would that?
*Adrian looks around anxiously, and slightly laughs*
.:Adrian Neville:.
Didn't you hear him Renee? He's always listening. I can't say anything about plans. All I know is..
*Adrian looks straight into the camera, and walks a little closer*
.:Adrian Neville:.
I will find you demon, and when I get my hands on you. It will be the worst beating in SOOL history. I will not stop until I know your gone, and can't take the pain much more. It was sooo satisfying though when I german suplexed the demon onto the ladder. I heard him cry out in pain. Everyone in that ring understood he is a threat, and that he had to be taken out immediately before he hurt one of us to the point that someone couldn't continue. Yes that would make the numbers game less of a factor, but it still wouldn't of been fair for that one superstar. The demon must be put to a stop. I am the man for the job. I will not stand by when innocent people are being put into harms way. No one knows what this demon is capable of. I will take him to his limit, and watch him fall to dust. There is no mistake consider that demon dead with me hanging around waiting for my moment to strike.
Neville begins to turn, and walk away. When Renee exclaims.
.:Renee Young:.
How are you so sure you can stop him?
Neville stops and looks over his shoulder and says to Renee
.:Adrian Neville:.
Because that demon has my best friend, and from what I see I am the only person who cares Renee.
Neville turns around to face Renee as she seems a little hurt by the comment
.:Adrian Neville:.
Finn and I traveled around the world together in the indy scene. He was one of the very few people who had my back, and I will not turn mine to the man who helped me get to where I am today.Â
Neville turns his back to Renee and walks away.
Singles Match
Batista vs Kane
Kane won by pinfall after a chokeslam.
RAW continues as Shane is in his office and he’s alongside Bam Bam Bigelow.
Shane McMahon: Mr. Bigelow, it’s a pleasure to finally have this time with you. I was actually looking forward to speaking with you.
Shane extends his hand to Bigelow and Bam simply looks at it. He doesn’t shake it and Shane retracts his hand.
Shane McMahon: Alright, I get it. Look, I know this meeting is long overdue. I’ve been meeting to get together with you. I’ve been hearing everything you’ve been saying and I’ve been seeing your matches. I just want you to know that you have my full support. You earned your spot at Halloween Havoc and I believe in you, Bigelow. I know you were upset at where I drafted you, but it was all a part of my strategy.
Bam Bam Bigelow: Don't try to bullshit me McMahon, there was no strategy involved in my pick in the draft. I wasn't on your list of picks, I was one of the furthest things from your mind. The only reason you picked me was because you looked at what was left and took a shot in the dark. That just lit the fuse. You stuck me at the back of the line but I started to climb out of the hole you put me in, stepping on your rankings the whole way up. All the way to the main card and into earning my spot in the chamber. Even then, you weren't about to freaking give it to me, nobody was so I had to take it. You've seen my matches because I forced you to take notice. You believe in me now because what option do you have left when I took everything you did believe in and gave you a glimpse of what true power is? Well almost everything, at the chamber, I'll finish what I've started and complete my conquest and domination of Raw, with or without your 'full support'.
Shane McMahon: It's not B.S., Bam. Honestly speaking, it's just like I told JBL about a month ago about where I drafted him. Me drafting you late, was strategy because I knew Stephanine wouldn't have you on her radar early on and all along, I knew I had Bigelow in the bag as one of my picks. I drafted JBL late to motivate him and he went on to become the Intercontinental Champion, and now look. I drafted you late and lit that fire in you and look at where you are now? You're in prime position to become the new SOOL Champion. You've been kicking ass and taking names since the brand split and I respect that. We don't need to be enemies, Bam. I need to stand united with the RAW roster because the true enemy is every member of the Smackdown Scum. Bam Bam, let's wipe the slate clean and maximize your potential. Let's bring Bigelow to the forefront of not only, RAW is WAR, but all of SOOL as the new SOOL Champion.
Bam Bam Bigelow: I admit, I like what I'm hearing and you have recognized my main event potential on Raw is War lately. I also do hate Stephanie McMahon for intentionally avoiding picking me in the draft. The enemy of my enemy is... let's just say not my enemy, for now. I'm going to keep you at arms reach and don't forget I have big arms. If you ever try to stab me in my back, I'm going to use my big arms to remove yours and next time you want to swim in your Scrooge McDuck vault of money, you'll sink to the bottom.
Shane McMahon: No need for threats, Bam. We are all on the same side here. We are going to put Smackdown on the back burner together. You mop up the competition and you'll be SOOL Champion in no time. Now I got you in a big Survivor Series preview match tonight. You'll be competing in a Falls Count Anywhere Triple Threat Match against fellow chamber competitors, Bray Wyatt and Shawn Michaels. I think it's going to be great. Best of luck, to you tonight.
Shane extends his hand again to Bigelow and Bam reluctantly shakes Shane's hand. The camera then begins to fade back to ringside for the next scheduled match between Neville and Cesaro.
Singles Match
Tag Team Champion, Antonio Cesaro vs. Adrian Neville
Singles Match
Finn Balor vs. Dolph Ziggler
Singles Match
Colin Cassady vs ?
Raw is War comes back from commercial break, the crowd wondering what the next match-up will be, when the theme of the realest tag team in SOOL blasts through the sound system.
Big Cass circles the ring waiting for his opponent to make his way down to the ring when all the lights in the arena suddenly go out. The only thing that can be seen is a video feed on the titantron, which itself only shows what looks like a camp fire starting to die down in the middle of a wooded area. After a few moments footsteps can be heard approaching from behind the cameras view and a faint voice can be heard.
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]Before I left, I was a mere follower of an immortal God. I was released, set free by him because he had no use for me. Fast forward to now, the once all powerful being is now a mere mortal, and I... I have been... enlightened. I am no longer meant to be a follower. I am no longer meant to beg at the feet of an almighty. For now, I am the one to be followed and worshiped.
A figure comes from behind the camera and walks toward the fire. The man drops something into the flames and they rise, illuminating the area around, though a shadow is still cast by the man. The fire then suddenly dies, leaving the titantron black except for a red "REC" symbol in the upper left corner. Footsteps can be heard now approaching the camera. The sound of the camera being shuffled around and lifted is followed by a barely lit silhouette appearing on the screen. The shape can be made out to be an all too familiar sheep mask.
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]Now as for you, Colin Cassady, I know you are excited to have this match tonight. Trust me, the excitement is mutually shared. The sad fact is, and I'm truly sorry for this, but you are the first in a long line of men who I will break to get where I want. You are the first that will learn to FEAR and WORSHIP my name! Prepare, for you are about to be the first witness to the REBIRTH... of Erick... Rowan.
The figure slowly raises his hand and begins to remove the sheep mask, revealing Erick Rowan who has an intimidating look on his face. Rowan then, in a very soft voice, says, "I'm coming for you," and flames rise behind him to cover the rest of the screen. The titantron feed begins to get static until the feed is completely cut off. The lights come back on to reveal Erick Rowan already in the ring.
Singles Match
Colin Cassady vs Erick Rowan
Finn is walking with a limp in the backstage area after his match with Ziggler. An interviewer catches up with him before he can limp away.
(Interviewer)
Finn! I just want to say congrat-
{Balor}
DON'T. CALL. ME. Finn.
(Interviewer)
B-But...wasn't that just-
Balor cuts him off again
{Balor}
Yes, that was Finn out there wrestling. And it was him last week tagging with his loser partner Neville. I like to give the kid a chance every now and then. But you're talking to ME now. So address me PROPERLY.
(Interviewer)
Ah, yes sir! You haven't lost a match since the triple threat with Bam Bam and Batista. You've built up a huge head of steam going into the chamber. Do you have any doubts about the chamber?
{Balor}
There isn't a man on Raw OR Smackdown who can compete with me. It's no fluke that no one has pinned BALOR. Finn lost that triple threat. Not me. But I can boast about how great I am. How about I talk about when I'm gonna do right here. Right now tonight.
(Interviewer)
Wh-What are you gonna do?
Balor grins
{Balor}
That triple threat happening is a NO DQ match. Which means...I can come out and do anything I want. And that's EXACTLY what I'm gonna do tonight. I'm gonna go out there and I'm gonna do WHATEVER I want to WHOEVER I want. If anyone even approaches me, they're gonna wish that they hadn't. Just watch me. Unlike that Ziggler guy who probably needs to get his ribs checked out, I'm gonna "Steal the Show"
Balor smiles one more time before walking off.
Singles Match
CM Punk vs Mr. Anderson
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*Then as Punk is standing in the ring victorious, the camera then zooms out to show the entire crowd. Then the camera zooms to show a man up in the rafters watching Punk and Anderson from above, as Anderson is getting back to his feet.*
*Punk, Anderson and the crowd all realize that it’s the man they call Sting. Sting hasn’t been seen in months and has been foreshadowed for weeks. Sting just stares down at both men as soon enough the camera flashes a close up of Sting’s face before the sound of the all too familiar crow is heard.*
Falls Count Anywhere Triple Threat Match
Bam Bam Bigelow vs. Shawn Michaels vs. Bray Wyatt
Nov 6, 2015 20:06:02 GMT -5 swansong said:
As Raw comes back from a commercial break, a pan around of the arena is shown before the sound of thunder cracks through the arena! Lightning strikes appear in tow on the titantron before a unique and creepy sound of a man whistling plays through the arena. Finally, the lights go black throughout the arena, a single white spotlight on the stage as video begins to play on the titantron.
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Fear...the last outlaw.
The SOOL Universe pops with shock and awe as the beer-loving cowboy from Tennessee, the ever-ominous James Storm appears before them inside the spotlight, crouching on the stage with a very dark symbol draped over the back of his neck, a noose, tied and ready to possibly be used. Storm bares a dark, sinister scowl as he looks over the crowd before standing upright, right index finger pointing in the air.
Storm carries the rope tied in a noose in his right hand, multiple bottles of beer in the other, swigging from an open bottle every now and again as he slowly stalks down the ramp. Finally, after skulking towards the SOOL fans in attendance, he slides into the ring, careful not to lose a single drop of the alcohol he carries with him.
[James Storm]
Now, I suggest that y'all best sit down and shut ya damn mouths, 'cause y'all better listen to what I got to say!
A possible attempt to scare the audience, Storm holds the noose up with a look of disdain on his face, one able to see the evil plots filling his brain through the imagery of his eyes. The classic look of a man with nothing to lose, and everything to gain. One that Storm has carried often throughout his eighteen-year career in the wrestling industry. Storm points to said eyes as he carries out his words.
[James Storm]
If you look in these eyes here, you people tonight shall see glory. You shall see salvation...retribution. Revolution. For I...I am your new source of light, your new source of power...wisdom...courage. I came to this company for one reason. Not for championships, not for fame or fortune. I came here...to maim. I came here...to cripple this company's so-called "top superstars" and leave them begging, BEGGING...for me to save them from their own selfishness and the sin coursing through their damned marrow!
[James Storm]
And for those of you who want to sit there and think I'm all talk, all bark, no bite. You shall see...what James Storm is all about. So if any of you here want me to save you, want to pledge to James Storm's REVOLUTION, lend me your ears and raise your hands now!
Storm smirks as a young woman slowly stands up in the front row, right hand raised high. With a motion from Storm, security assists her over the barricade as she slowly climbs into the ring, a wicked look on the face of the Last Outlaw as he eagerly stares at his newest pledge to his cause. Shortly after, two younger, college-age students hop the barricade with her, the trio of pledges with hands over their hearts as they stand before Storm, who is circling them like an animal circles his prey.
[James Storm]
Now watch, before your very eyes, as the newest pledges to my cause, my Revolution, become baptized as true members. Each of you, hands over your heart and repeat after me. I pledge...my life, my soul, and my future to that of the cause. I pledge...to the Revolution.
Just as Storm commands, the trio of pledges repeat word for word his speech. Slowly, Storm opens the three extra beer bottles he carried with him. Grabbing one, he wraps an arm from behind around the first male's neck, practically cooing propaganda into his ear as he slowly coats his head with the alcoholic contents, watching it pour and drip from the top of his shaved head and down his face and neck. Storm repeats this action with the young woman, albeit much gentler this time.
Seeing how quickly this is turning out to be quite cult-esque, the third man has doubts and struggles in Storm's grip, eventually breaking free. Unfortunately for him however, the female pledge drops to her knees and low blows him, allowing Storm to dump him from the squared circle. As Storm smiles with glee, he wraps his arms around the shoulders of his new followers, looking into the camera.
[James Storm]
The revolution...is upon us!
Storm tosses the mic down before leading his pledges from the ring, guzzling down the unused beer bottle as security aids the unpledged fan from ringside, while Raw cuts to a commercial.
Intercontinental Championship #1 Contendership Match
Roman Reigns vs. Sami Zayn
End of Show.
[
]Fear...the last outlaw.
The SOOL Universe pops with shock and awe as the beer-loving cowboy from Tennessee, the ever-ominous James Storm appears before them inside the spotlight, crouching on the stage with a very dark symbol draped over the back of his neck, a noose, tied and ready to possibly be used. Storm bares a dark, sinister scowl as he looks over the crowd before standing upright, right index finger pointing in the air.
Storm carries the rope tied in a noose in his right hand, multiple bottles of beer in the other, swigging from an open bottle every now and again as he slowly stalks down the ramp. Finally, after skulking towards the SOOL fans in attendance, he slides into the ring, careful not to lose a single drop of the alcohol he carries with him.
[James Storm]
Now, I suggest that y'all best sit down and shut ya damn mouths, 'cause y'all better listen to what I got to say!
A possible attempt to scare the audience, Storm holds the noose up with a look of disdain on his face, one able to see the evil plots filling his brain through the imagery of his eyes. The classic look of a man with nothing to lose, and everything to gain. One that Storm has carried often throughout his eighteen-year career in the wrestling industry. Storm points to said eyes as he carries out his words.
[James Storm]
If you look in these eyes here, you people tonight shall see glory. You shall see salvation...retribution. Revolution. For I...I am your new source of light, your new source of power...wisdom...courage. I came to this company for one reason. Not for championships, not for fame or fortune. I came here...to maim. I came here...to cripple this company's so-called "top superstars" and leave them begging, BEGGING...for me to save them from their own selfishness and the sin coursing through their damned marrow!
[James Storm]
And for those of you who want to sit there and think I'm all talk, all bark, no bite. You shall see...what James Storm is all about. So if any of you here want me to save you, want to pledge to James Storm's REVOLUTION, lend me your ears and raise your hands now!
Storm smirks as a young woman slowly stands up in the front row, right hand raised high. With a motion from Storm, security assists her over the barricade as she slowly climbs into the ring, a wicked look on the face of the Last Outlaw as he eagerly stares at his newest pledge to his cause. Shortly after, two younger, college-age students hop the barricade with her, the trio of pledges with hands over their hearts as they stand before Storm, who is circling them like an animal circles his prey.
[James Storm]
Now watch, before your very eyes, as the newest pledges to my cause, my Revolution, become baptized as true members. Each of you, hands over your heart and repeat after me. I pledge...my life, my soul, and my future to that of the cause. I pledge...to the Revolution.
Just as Storm commands, the trio of pledges repeat word for word his speech. Slowly, Storm opens the three extra beer bottles he carried with him. Grabbing one, he wraps an arm from behind around the first male's neck, practically cooing propaganda into his ear as he slowly coats his head with the alcoholic contents, watching it pour and drip from the top of his shaved head and down his face and neck. Storm repeats this action with the young woman, albeit much gentler this time.
Seeing how quickly this is turning out to be quite cult-esque, the third man has doubts and struggles in Storm's grip, eventually breaking free. Unfortunately for him however, the female pledge drops to her knees and low blows him, allowing Storm to dump him from the squared circle. As Storm smiles with glee, he wraps his arms around the shoulders of his new followers, looking into the camera.
[James Storm]
The revolution...is upon us!
Storm tosses the mic down before leading his pledges from the ring, guzzling down the unused beer bottle as security aids the unpledged fan from ringside, while Raw cuts to a commercial.
Intercontinental Championship #1 Contendership Match
Roman Reigns vs. Sami Zayn
End of Show.
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