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the birth of a new faction!
Topic Started: Oct 24 2005, 08:48 PM (496 Views)
~Quint Mcain~


[/B]ride on shooting star by the pillows plays as we return from commercial break and the Quintastic One is standing in the ring with a mike.

Mike: there he is! the man who beat the now defunct beast a bad blood rising!

Jerry: it was a great pay per view match and a great debute and i have to admit i was wrong.

Mike: but with that being said what is the Quint doing in the ring? its unknown so far what hes doing for wrestlefest and he is rebounding from a loss to Amp last friday.

Quint: welcome everyone to monday night mayhem!


the crowd goes wild chanting Quint! Quint! Quint!

Quint: now, im going to make this short and sweet, their is a certain individual who has just recently made his Debute in PCW. and quite frankly, i was impressed. therefore, since Hardcore Hawk has refused to awnser my plea to be his protege. let me introduce my new Quintastic Partner! Taigon!

the Sikness by disturbed plays over the speakers as a man in a half tiger half dragon body suit with cargo pants and no shirt walks down to the ring and does a front flip over the ropes into the ring

Quint: you see, me and Taigon had this Quintastic Idea! Taigon and i are going to start the very 1st faction in PCW!

the crowd goes insane at the mention of this and start cheering madly

Quint: yeah thats right! but we need more than just 2 people to start a true faction. so we hereby are extending a personal invitation to anyone who wants to join our group! Mark Tate? hes certainly the future of this company. Twister? ive had my eye on you my friend. maybe even i dun know H2O?!

the crowd starts an H20 chant in approval.

Quint: its up to you guys! if you want to be apart of history, or just want to have Quintastic time, then join Taigon and the Quint and make an impact PCW will never forget!

ride on shooting star by the pillows plays as Quint and Taigon leave the ring and go to a commercial break.
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


The camera panes to a locker room with Quint, Taigon and Twister sitting around roasting marshmallows on a make shift fire in the middle of a flippin locker room.

Quint: Just remember guys, this triple threat match is purely for sportsmanship, i wish you both a Quintastic ammount of luck at Wrestlefest, and i know you'll put on a helluva show.

Taigon: yeah, thanks Quint. what about your match? Hawk is like, pretty big. can you beat him?

Quint: lets just say him and i are going to be rocking and rolling on our way to greatness. and by the way, prepare for some new members. im expecting a lot of interest in our faction.

Twister: hey guys, why are we roasting marshmallows in a locker room?

*they shrug their shoulders as the cameraman exists the locker room.
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


After his interview with Eric Martin The Quintastic One heads out to the ring.

"Princess" Brandi Frye: and now, weighing in at 164 lbs! The Quintastic!
ride on shooting star plays just in time for him to show up on stage.
Jerry: well mike i guess now is Quints chance to prove his leadership in this faction. i dont see Twister or Tygon around, maybe he can do this by himself?

Mike: i cant wait to see the Quint in action again, the crowd is going nuts! this will be probably his last match before Wrestlefest and in these times you need to make an impact!

and now making his PCW debute, "Dangerous" Dick Foster!
his theme music plays as people dont know what to think of this man in a t-singlet with a cross on his his costume.

the match begins as Dick immediately kicks Quint in the gut as he offers handshake, he hooks Quints leg and lands a fisherman suplex. holds it for the pin.

one...
two...
kick out!

The Quint tries to regroup and gets a shuffle side kick to the face on his knees. Dick immediately starts rubbing his forearm in Quints face. the crowd is booing heavily. then a desperate chant of Quint! Quint! Quint! starts up and Quint rolls to the side, slides a little as he rolls back and runs and connects into a shining wizard kick! Dick gets back up and is met with a vicious clothesline as the Quint does a war cry.
Dick gets up again and gets a head and arms tazzplex for his efforts.
the Quint climbs the ropes as Dick gets up again and hits an overcastle!

Mike: Thats Dueces Wild for ya folks! a new move added to the arsenal of the Quintastic One!.

Quint goes for a pin and gets rolled into a small package.

one....
two... kick out!
Dick stays on Quint and starts wrestling him to the ground. Quint is able to flip over him and in a split second hits an ensiguri, but Dick has a fire in his eyes and no sells it kicks Quint, and picks him up in a death valley driver and spins around before landing.

Jerry: Maximum Penetration! Quint has to be feeling that!
he bridges quint and pins

one....
two....
his foots on the ropes! Dick picks him back up and throws him in the corner, runs at him and Quint rolls under him and hits an awkward boston crab with Dick stuck on the middle turn buckle!

the crowd starts chanting holy shit! holy shit!

Mike: his back isnt supposed to be bent that way!
Jerry: its like a pretzel!

put the referee counts to 4 and Quint lets go. Dick is still recovering as Quint hits a reverse DDT. grabs his legs and does an atomic facebuster! Dick is down! Quint waits for him. ducks a clothesline when he gets up and connects with the Quint Kick! he barely bounces off the ropes and is caught in the Canned Quint in a Bottle X2! goes for the pin!

one!
two!
three!

Quint grabs a mike and wipes the sweat from his brow.

"Before i leave, i have a few announcements to make! 1st off, Tygon! for the love of god get involved in your match! i've paid attention all these weeks and have heard nothing from you regarding your match! and Twister! good luck. if Tygon doesnt make it, itll be you vs. ultimo eagle.

and finally! i highly urge you to watch wrestlefest! because the quintastic faction is going to make an impact alright! in more ways than one!
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


The Quint gets stopped on his way to the locker room by Eccentric Eric Martin.

Eric: hey hey hey! Quint! word is around that you just got Hardcore Hawk into your faction, will this effect your match in any way?

Quint: hells no! im still gonna do my best to beat him, if for nothing else for sport. you must be thinking, how can a guy wrestle a beast like that for Sport? well its really quite simple. he respects me and i respect him. i know i havent shown that but come wrestlefest, i will shake his hand during the match, before the match, and even after the match. even if im battered and bloody that the beauty of it Eric! to be able to bleed for the fans, to feel pain for the fans to taste victory and defeat *pause* for those Quintastic people we call fans! Hawk understands this and so do i. which is why our match is going to steal the show! and after that, after our faction is done fighting eachother, the real fun begins. you see im expecting each and every one of us to taste glory! not just me. i have title plans oh yes. but im expecting 2 of us to dominate in tag team glory! and the other 2 to go for the gold! once we attain all this, nothing will stop us on our meteoric rise to the top!
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


after Hawk is finished with his business with Katrina they both arrive at the main locker room with Twister Tygon and Quint waiting.

Quint: alright boys, heres the plan. my newest target is the man known as Hatework.

the room goes silent as he explains this crazy plan.

Quint: now dont get me wrong, its not that i have a grudge against him or anything, and im definately not doing this for Stantz or Waylon. you know how he is always talking about the demon?

Hawk: Quint, you cant be serious...

Quint: just listen...in order for us to expand as a faction we have to show the world that we are not afraid of anyone. not management, not Hatework, not anyone.


Twister: but he'll tear you apart!

Quint: maybe... but i want to face my fears. we need to fight the demon inside and come out laughing. after your matches at wrestlefest, the challenge will be made. Twister, Tygon, Hawk, i want you three to choose which 2 of you will dominate this place in a tag team division, forcing higher management to acknowledge us and granting us Tag Team gold. this alone will make a mark for us. as for the one who isnt involved....you have the greatest assignment of all.

you will accompany me in my fight against Hatework. maybe not in the actual match but i want one of you to face the demon with me. so we can keep eachother strong and grow like a faction should. once we face the demon together and live, nothing will be able to stop us.

WIN LOSE OR DIE THE QUINTASTIC FACTION WILL NOT FALL TO FEAR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND GUYS?!

Twister: yes i understand.

Tygon: i support you Quint, good luck man.

Hawk: either in the tag team or fighting alongside you, i will be the very best i can be and will prove my worth to you.

thats the stuff i want to hear. now everyone on three, say were Quintastic!

one...
two...
three...

All: WERE QUINTASTIC!
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


Quint looks at Hawk, Twister and Tygon have left, given their intructions, he is standing with a fire in his eyes that seem to burn Hawk.

Quint: this is going to be the greatest challenge we've ever had.

Hawk: yeah Hatework is a big g...*he gets cut off*

Quint: no i mean you vs. me. *laughs*

Hawk:oh....

Quint: i am giving this my all Hawk, i expect you to do the same. we can concentrate on Hatework after wrestlfest, because i am not over looking you. i know you, even though it seems i dont, were both hungry for gold. were both hungry for glory, heck if you do beat me, it may be you challenging for some gold and not me. which im Quintastic with that.

Hawk: thanks that means alot to me...

Quint: you see whats different about this faction Hawk, is that i dont need a championship. i dont need to be the Alpha male dominant force in the faction. its just....i dont mean to brag, i just think i got the skills to be in the spot that i am. win or lose, it will be you by my side helping me against Hatework. but we mustnt forget the purpose of this faction. and thats to make and impact and what?

Hawk: to have the best time ever!

Quint: THATS RIGHT! now as long as we leave Wrestlefest, all of us, with no hard feelings, then we will be unstoppable. and in order to solidify that, we gotta face the toughest guy PCW has to offer do you get me?

Hawk: i get ya, and Hatework is the best damn heel we got.

Quint: not just heel, but the most sadistic and fear inducing individual we have. if we can beat him, or even survive him, our faction will never die. and thats a gurantee.

Hawk: abso frickin lutely Quint. and if i do beat you, just feel more secure about the guy whos watching over you.

Quint: heheh...yeah, thanks. *they both laugh as Tygon and Twister comes back*

Tygon: i got the waffles!

Twister: and i got the ramen!

Quint: lets eat! *and they all sit down and eat.*
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Hawk~


Hawk scarfed down his second bowl of ramen and his fifth waffle. They were the best he'd ever had. After the meal, he and Quint were sitting, just talking about stuff.

Hawk: Did you see that new kid, Eagle walking around? Yea, he's mine. Don't worry about him. Now, about our match at Wrestlefest. Like you said, no hard feelings no matter what happens.

Hawk stands, and pops in a tape. It's one of Quint's former matches.

Hawk: I guess now is the time to study up huh? *laughs* Well, we can switch off, I'll watch a tape, then you watch a tape. Fair? Good.

Hawk picks up a pen and notepad, and turns a little from Quint so he can't see what he's writing. He notices some of the openings in Quint's moves, and jots them down. Then he notices his finisher signal/situation, and jots that down. He would have to get into the training room soon, or at least get a warm up match for the PPV. As the match finished, and Quint's hand was raised in victory, Quint popped the tap out of the VCR, and put a tape of Hawk in. Hawk watches Quint pick up a pen and pad and turn so Hawk can't see what he's writing. Hawk then finally speaks up,

Hawk: Quint, I'll go over to my locker room for now to study up. That way, we don't look like four year olds playing pictionary.

Quint: Alright, see ya later Hawk.

Hawk nods as he exits the room, and walks to his. On the way, he spots Katrina, and smiles. She follows him, but he stops and says,

Hawk: Not now Katrina, I have to study up on Quint.

Katrina: Okay, I'll see you around?

Hawk: Of course babe.

She smiles as Hawk continues walking. He finally reaches his locker room door, and he opens it. It's dark, and cold, he hasen't been in there for a while. He flicks on the light switch and walks over to the VCR, carrying about ten tapes all labeled Quint's matches. He sighs as he pops in the next tape, and picks up his pen and notepad.

Hawk: Oh, nice Quint, I'll have to look out for that clothsline.

Hawk smiles as the night goes on. Late into the night, he finally finishes. He has about twenty pages of notes, and he finally decides to crash for the night. He calls up Quint, and tells him he'll be staying in his dressing room for the night. After he hangs up, he throws himself on the bed, and falls asleep.
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<option>Hawk</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 7'0"</option>
<option>Weight: 300lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Chokeslam, Super Powerbomb</option>
<option>Stable: None</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: 2</option>
<option>Lose: 5</option>
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~Hawk~


The next day, Hawk wakes up still in his training attire.

Hawk: Wow, I must've been too tired to even change. Oh well...I should get a shower.

Hawk stands up, and walks into the bathroom. He takes a shower, then changes into a suit, tie, and nice shoes. He walks out of his room with a smile on his face. He sees Katrina, and he kisses her. He smiles as he keeps walking to where Quint was. He opened the door, and sees Quint still sleeping. He decides not to wake him, so he sits down on the couch, and turns on the T.V. flickering through the channels.

Hawk: Nothing good on today.

After a while of watching Popeye, he shakes Quint, and wakes him. Quint bolts up, sweat dripping from his face.

Hawk: Quint, what happened to you?

Quint: Don't worry about it.

Quint looks around, the lady is gone.

Hawk: You okay Quint?

Hawk turns to Quint, eyeing him unusually, watching the sweat drip from his forehead. He shrugs his shoulders, and turns back to the T.V. where they're showing Looney Toons now. He smiles as the theme song plays. His expression gets very serious as he realizes something. It was odd, but Looney Toons was helping him out in planning his match. He watched, and noticed some of the similar holds Quint used, and how the characters got out of them. He opened his eyes wider, amazed at how a child's cartoon was helping him out.

Hawk: I'll see you later Quint, I'm going to go train for a while.

Hawk leaves the room, changes into his training stuff, and walks to the training room, carrying the notepad, a duffle bag, and a waterbottle. He opens the door, no one in there. It was too early for the rest of the bunch. He smiled as he walked to the heavy-bag, and started punching it as hard as he could. He planned his hits carefully, pretending the bag was his opponent, placing his punches with accuracy. He then took a drink of water and walked over to the treadmill. He turned it on as high as it would go, and ran for five minutes. He took another swig of water, then walked over to the ring that was set up in there. He took out the dummy, and began practicing some of the holds that Quint used, and figured out some ways of getting out of them. After a few hours, he decided that he had enough practice, and left the traning room. He walked back into Quint's room, and sat down, still watching T.V. Quint had gotten dressed, and showered, and left to train. Probably to do what Hawk just did.
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<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 7'0"</option>
<option>Weight: 300lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Chokeslam, Super Powerbomb</option>
<option>Stable: None</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: 2</option>
<option>Lose: 5</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


Quint is in the training room, delivering beautiful kicks and punches in perfect sync with eachother making every blow count. then, he turns to the camera man....

Quint: dude....are you stalking me?

Man: just doing my job sir.

Quint: whatever...*his thoughts starts swimming with the girl. was she, was she wearing a lab coat? and that hair, it was definately dyed light purple.....*

he unleashes a flurry of strikes that he hasnt revealed until now that looks similar to a modified and improved tajiri rush combo. taking the bag off its hook and onto the ground.

Quint: dont show that to Hawk, if you dont mind.
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<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Hawk~


As Quint walks back into the room, Hawk is sitting watching tapes of old PCW Pay-Per-Views and shows. He sees Quint, and looks up, then back down at the tapes.

Hawk: Nice matches here. Not all are of you, but I like this old PCW stuff. Oh, and by the way, I saw the tape that the camera man taped. *laughs* Nice barrage of kicks there. I'll have to watch out for those.

Hawk laughs as he goes back to the tape. He leans forward as he watches two guys hit each other with chairs. Hawk gets bored, and turns off the T.V. He stands up, and leaves, walking around a little. He needed the extra walk just to think. Wrestlefest was coming, and he needed to be ready for Quint. He knew that it didn't matter to him, or Quint for that matter if he won or lost, but he still would like a win under his belt for his return. He shrugged, as he saw three gorgous girls in the hallway, and immediatley turned from his destination to them. He smiled as he pushed the camera man out of the way, and took them to his dressing room.
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<option>Hawk</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 7'0"</option>
<option>Weight: 300lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Chokeslam, Super Powerbomb</option>
<option>Stable: None</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: 2</option>
<option>Lose: 5</option>
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Twister is shown backstage looking for Quint. He finally finds him and hawk talking about there match. He quietly waits around the corner for them to stop talking. Then, after a moment of silence, he looks around the corner. Quint was now alone, thinking about something.

Twister: Hey, Quint! Wait up!

Quint: Hey Twister, what have you been up to?

Twister: Nothing much, I've just been looking for you.

Quint: Oh, what do you want?

Twister looks around to make sure Hawk has really left.

Twister: Listen, I wanted to give you luck for your match at WrestleFest. Hardcore.... I mean, Hawk, he's a big guy. He definately wont be the easiest person you will ever go against.

Quint: Listen Twister, I know what you mean. Have you ever stood next to him? And at WrestleFest, we are going one on one, mano y mano. But, hey! We're friends! I know what to watch out for! I mean, I am the Quintastic One after all! Well, I've got to get going, good luck in your match!

Quint leaves. Twister walks the opposite direction at a quick pace until he sees Hawk.

Twister: Hey Hawk. Listen, I wanted to give you luck for your match at WrestleFest. Quint's a Quintastic guy. He definately wont be the easiest person you will ever go against.

Hawk: Um.... Thanks. I bet you told Quint the same thing.

Twister: Um..... No?

Hawk: Twister, are you sure?

Twister: Maybe.

Hawk: Twister! Your a grown man and your still lying???

Twister: No! I didn't tell him the same thing! I switched your names! Duh!!!

Hawk: Thats what I thought! Well, thanks for the luck and in return, I give you luck as well. Your in a triple threat match. Those are hard to win.

Twister: Thanks Hawk. How about I get going. You and I both have matches to get ready for. So, Toronto better be ready because there is a Twister and a Hawk coming to blow the roof off of the skydome!

Twister walks away as Hawk stares after him.

Hawk: Wow. He's one wierd dude!
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Twister
Stats:
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 167lbs
Finisher: Twister Smash, Moonsault
Stable: Former Quint Clique
Matches: 5
Win: 2
Lose: 3
Title(s) Holding: None
Title(s) Held: None
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~Hawk~


Hawk is sitting in his dressing room, lacing up his boots for another good day of preparation for his match at Wrestlefest. He finally laces up the last of his boot. He stands, and opens the door, walking out into the backstage area. Figures, who else would be there, but PCW's No. 1 announcer: Eric Dunsworth. Eric walks up to Hawk, holding a microphone:

Eric: Hawk, I have a few questions?

Hawk: Sure Eric, shoot.

Eric: Well, first, after the remarks Quint made the other night, how do you feel? Has your relationship changed with him at all?

Hawk: Eric, are you F***** crazy?!

The crowd cheers for the rare use of profanity from Hawk.

Hawk: Change my relationship-- no, hell no Eric. If anything, it HELPED my relationship with Quint. See, well, no you don't because you've never been in the ring Eric...but that's beside the point. You see, Quint and I have been friends for a while now, and if there's one thing we've both learned about each other, it's to take advantage of the other person's disadvantages. I'm big, I'm tough, but I'll be the first to admit, I'm not that quick Eric. Quint noticed that from watching tapes of me, and he jotted down on his notes my lack of...quickness in the ring. Now, that doesn't say that I can't move in the ring, because yes, I can, but not as fast as him, which brings me to my next point. Quint is fast...mabye even...too fast. Sometimes, he gets excited in the ring, and forgets to think before he acts, leaving him wide open to any kind of power move I can do. I could go on, and on, and on about our strengths and weaknesses, but from how you look...you have another question.

Eric: Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. Last week, you had an encounter with Twister, a member of Quint's faction. What is your reaction to his actions?

Hawk: *Laughs* Twister is a very...unorthadox person Eric. I mean, he's not horrible to be around, but he does have his moments. Now, that's not to say he's a bad wrestler, oh no, anything but. In fact, I was watching him warm up the other day, and he can be a beast when he gets serious. Anything else you'd like to ask Eric?

Eric: No I'm fine, thanks Hawk. Well, you heard it straight from me.

The camera fades with Hawky cheers filling the arena.
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<option>Hawk</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 7'0"</option>
<option>Weight: 300lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Chokeslam, Super Powerbomb</option>
<option>Stable: None</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: 2</option>
<option>Lose: 5</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


Quint is inside the ring, mick in hand, looking towards the entrance...

Quint: Wrestlefest is close.....dangerously close....do you know what that means? butter flies... tons and tons of butterflies....

*pause*

Quint: Twister, Tygon, Hawk and Quint all want to make an impact, but only 2 of us can....what is this going to do to our faction? i hope nothing, i only hope we can grow stronger, and before i face Hawk and possibly my defeat, i want to let all the fans know that i love ya....Quintastic One out!
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<select name="Quint Mcain" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt; background-color: black; font-weight: bold; color: purple">
<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Hawk~


Just before Quint is about to leave the ring, Hawk's music hits. The lights go out, and the fire shoots out of the ramp. The lights come back up with Hawk standing behind Quint. Hawk wakls up to Quint, and asks for the mic.

Hawk: Quint, I have an idea. Since Twister and Tygon want to be in so badly, why don't you take this under advisement with Waylon. How about...A FATAL FOUR WAY at WrestleFest between all of us?!

Hawk leaves the ring, and walks to his dressing room, waiting for Quint.
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<select name="Hawk" style="font-family: courier new, sans-serif; font-size:9.5pt; background-color: black; font-weight: bold; color: green">
<option>Hawk</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 7'0"</option>
<option>Weight: 300lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Chokeslam, Super Powerbomb</option>
<option>Stable: None</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: 2</option>
<option>Lose: 5</option>
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~Quint Mcain~


Quint is standing in the ring, dumb founded....then he smiles.....

Quint: hey Waylon! did you here that? what about you Stantz? The Quintastic Faction in a fatal 4 way? and what about Ultimo Eagle? well, how about he fights Hawks new protege Eagle? if not, just throw him into a 5 man gauntlet with us! itll be fun we promise!
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<select name="Quint Mcain" style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt; background-color: black; font-weight: bold; color: purple">
<option>Quint Mcain</option>
<option>Stats:</option>
<option>Height: 5’11"</option>
<option>Weight: 164lbs</option>
<option>Finisher: Canned Quint in a bottle X2, Perfecto</option>
<option>Stable: Former Quint Clique</option>
<option>Matches:</option>
<option>Win: a bunch</option>
<option>Lose: a bunch</option>
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~Twister~
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Twister's music then hits the ring. He comes down and stands in front of Quint, holding a mic.

Twister: So, let me get this right. A Fatal Four Way between The Quintastic Faction? Possibly even a Five Man Gaunlet? You have got to be kidding me! I knew that my PPV Debut was going to be tough in a Triple Threat match but now you want to decrease my chances of winning? You guys must be crazy! That is the best idea I have ever heard! The bigger the match, the more my debut will be remembered. It sounds awesome and I can't wait to hear if this is going to happen. Waylon, Stantz, what do you two think about that? I want an answer and I know all these fans in PCW want this match to happen as well!

The fans cheer and start chanting for The Quintastic Faction.

Twister: Well, I don't plan on leaving this ring until these fans get an answer!

Twister stands and waits for Waylon and Stantz's answers.
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Twister
Stats:
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 167lbs
Finisher: Twister Smash, Moonsault
Stable: Former Quint Clique
Matches: 5
Win: 2
Lose: 3
Title(s) Holding: None
Title(s) Held: None
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