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| Quint/Tygon Vs. Deadly by Design; Deliverance | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 27 2006, 12:47 AM (609 Views) | |
| Jack Stantz | Jan 27 2006, 12:47 AM Post #1 |
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This is where you are to post your Role Plays pertaining to Deliverance. Do remember, these promos and the story you build with them will have an effect on the future direction of your character. Only people directly involved with this match may post here. Any one else will have their post deleted and swifter action may be required. Good luck competitors! |
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| ~Hawk~ | Jan 28 2006, 01:54 PM Post #2 |
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In the parking lot of the Kamper Arena, a long black stretch limo pulls up. The driver steps out, and opens the door, and Hawk and Ayster are seen emerging. Both men are wearing shirts that have a DbD logo on them in dark red letters with a dripping blood design. Hawk and Ayster let the chauffer close the limo door, and he pulls away. Hawk: Well, well, well, Kansas City. Ayster and I can't stand this place. First, our chauffer is late to pick us up at the hotel. I mean, what kind of place is Kansas City to not recognize the greatest tag team in PCW history? Ayster: Too right Hawk. Then, we get stuck in jam traffic because this one guy hit another car. Can't people in Kansas City be more careful? I think NOT! The two men finish and they walk to the door to the arena, Hawk pulling it open. They walk down the hallway and see their locker room door. Just before they go in, someone walks up to them, it's a new interviewer John Taylor. John: Uh, Hawk, Ayster, can I have a minute? Hawk and Ayster stop, giving John dirty looks. John: Well, I wanted to ask you on your thoughts on a tag team title shot at Deliverence... Hawk: Our thoughts? Our THOUGHTS? What do you think John? Ayster and I are the most dominant tag team in PCW, and we're going to prove it at Deliverance when we kick Quint and Tygon's ass, and win the tag team titles. Ayster: Yup. We proved that we can work together at WrestleFest Revenge when we kicked the crud out of Quint and his "faction". Hawk: I was in the Quintastic "Faction" if you can call it that John. All they did was goof off. Sure, it was fun, but when I wanted to get serious and try to work, they wouldn't shut up! Quint isn't worried on winning, he only cares about goofing off with his butt-buddies called the Quintastic Faction. And at Deliverence, we'll show the faction what true teamwork, and effort does, instead of goofing off all the time. Ayster: Deadly by Design is taking over! Ayster pushes John out of the way as Hawk and Ayster enter their lockeroom and shut the door. |
![]() <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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| ~The Ayster~ | Jan 29 2006, 02:44 PM Post #3 |
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The camera shows Ayster leaving the lockeroom alone and heading to the ring. Eye of the Tiger hits and Ayster comes out relatively unfazed by the crowd's reaction. Ayster grabs a mic. Ayster: Well, good old Kansas city. Fans cheer. Ayster: You know, as Hawk and I were making our way to the arena, I turned to Hawk and I said ' Hawk, Kansas City isn't a bad place.' But how wrong I was. It is full of lazy, incompetent, cheap ass tramps! Loud boos echo in the arena. Ayster: But I'm not out here to talk about how much of a dump Kansas is because everyone knows that already. You see, I have, well, we have a little surprise for the people of Kansas here tonight. Fans look intrigued. Ayster: You're going to love this, i know it. Suddenly the music of the Quintastic faction hits. The fans rise to their feet in expectation. But to their surprise out comes 2 unfamiliar faces or maybe not. Ayster: Oh my God, it's Quint and Tygon, no, stop where you are. Get away, don't dare enter this ring. They enter the ring. Ayster: Please, Quint stop, don't do this, look I will stop visiting your home at night, oh wait you didn't know that. Suddenly " Quint" and " Tygon" bow down at Ayster's feet. Ayster: Oh, you two are smarter than you look, you two recognise greatness, here, Quint lick my boots. Quint crawls over and begins to lick Ayster's feet. Ayster laughs and makes a call signal to the ramp. Down heads Hawk with a chair in hand. Mike: What the hell is he doing with this chair. Jerry: I haven't a clue but we're about to find out! Hawk enters the ring and sits the char in the middle of the ring, he lifts up " Tygon" who is only like 3 foot and sets him on the chair. Ayster grabs another chair and sits it beside the one already in the ring. Ayster lifts up " Quint" and sets him on the other chair. Ayster goes under the ring and pulls out a bag, and brings it into the ring. Ayster takes out of the bag 2 cameras. He hands one to " Quint" and one to " Tygon". Ayster: Now, the Quintastic faction can take pictures for their families of Deadly by Design! Ayster and Hawk both laugh and pose as "Quint" and " Tygon" take pictures. Mike: This makes me sick, get the real deal out here! |
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| ~Hawk~ | Jan 29 2006, 02:52 PM Post #4 |
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As "Quint" and "Tygon" finish taking pictures, Hawk and Ayster walk over to them. Ayster: Nice job guys, hey, get doubles for me okay? The two nod, and Hawk walks back to the chair, sitting down again. "Quint" and "Tygon" hand Ayster the cameras and they leave the ring. Hawk: Woah, wait, come back here guys, you never licked MY boots Quint. Quint hobbles over to Hawk, and bends down, and starts to lick his boots. Just as he does that... Ayster: Hawk, c'mon, give him a break, he IS a weakling remember? He can't stand it. Hawk: Oh, your right. Stop Quint, stand up. He obeys, and "Quint" and "Tygon" begin to leave, but they run into Ayster. Ayster: Woah, you guys aren't going anywhere, turn around Quint. As he does this, Hawk nails "Quint" with a chair. "Tygon" tries to leave, but Ayster stops him. Hawk walks over to him, and grips his throat, chokeslaming him out of the ring. Hawk: Quint, Tygon, this is an example of what YOUR going to get at Deliverence. I don't care how good you guys think you are, you can never sercum to our prowess. Ayster: Deadly by Design is taking over, and Quint, Tygon, YOUR NEXT! |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Jan 30 2006, 12:32 AM Post #5 |
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Ride on shooting star hits the PA system and the REAL Quint comes out on Stage. he looks beside himself, his dreaklocks are over his eyes and he looks like he just got possessed by a demon. Quint: *laughs maniacly* so....you think your funny? i said DO YOU THINK YOUR FUNNY! you see i just suffered the worst defeat of my life at Wrestlefest Revenge, and then, i hear that you 2 jack asses are talking trash and hiring midgets to lick your feat. i have one question for you. WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! at Wrestlefest, i defeated you Hawk. thats right, i beat the HELL out of you! you couldnt take the beating i gave you so you started to use weapons, so i used some of my own! and guess what, I WAS THE BETTER MAN! Mike: you damn right he was! Jerry: shut up Mike, he doesnt know what hes getting himself into! Quint: i do though, have to give you credit where credit is due. you destroyed the Quintastic Faction at Revenge. as a matter of fact, i look back at the promos taped by Twister and Tygon and i am NOT impressed by their efforts. and as for you Ayster, you were the better wrestler against Crystall Starr. you do deserve to be the North American Champion. Jerry: what is he getting at? Quint: but you see, i am DONE messing around! sure we had fun, hell we had a blast. but its time to get serious. if Tygon and Twister cant cut it, and dont get off their asses and get involved in this business, than i will beat them into shape. as for You! *pointing to Hawk*. you disgust me, seriously i just vomited after seeing the unprofessionalism of this fiasco you have done in that sacred ring. and you see......whether Tygon will help me or not....I WILL DESTROY YOU! i will unlease the demon that Hatework keeps talking about here in PCW. he will feast on your rotting souls and i will consume you with HELLFIRE! i dont give a damn about the tag titles, and i dont give a damn about you! all i care about is getting my revenge against Hatework. and you 2 shitholes are just 2 stepping stones. Tygon or no Tygon, Quint Clique or no Quint Clique, I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE! and you can take that and shove it up your asses! Quint out! Ride on shooting star htis the PA system again as Hawk and Ayster dont know what to think. Mike: i dont like this Jerry, i dont like this at all. i just got a glimpse of Hatework in Quints eyes. this cant be good. Jerry: ive got chills Mike! that man is deadly! |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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~ | Jan 30 2006, 04:27 PM Post #6 |
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Just before Quint is about to leave, the lights go out, and a wave of fire traps Quint inside a ring of fire. Hawk leaves the ring, unbenounced to Quint, who is still astonished at the ring of fire he's been trapped into. Jerry: What the hell is going on? There's a ring of fire surrounding Quint. Mike: Yea, and this could get ugly Quint moves from left to right, looking for a way out, but there is none, it's hopeless. Just as Quint is about to crack, the lights go back on, and the fire stops. Standing behind Quint, is none other than Hawk. Jerry: TURN AROUND QUINT! Mike: Too late. Quint backs up, and knocks into Hawk's abdomen. Quint turns around slowly, facing his demise. Hawk quickly grabs Quint's head, and lifts him high into the air, slamming him onto the entrance ramp. Hawk then picks Quint up, and chokeslams him off of the ramp, to the concrete below. Jerry: OH MY GOD! DID YOU SEE THAT? Mike: Sure did, I don't know what shape Quint's going to be in. Hawk: Quint, you think your better than me? At WrestleFest, you barely, BARELY beat me. And at Deliverence, Ayster and I will beat you, and take home the tag gold, and whether these fans like it or not...WE'RE TAKING OVER! Hawk leaves the ring area, and walks back to the locker room. Before Ayster follows, he spits in Quint's unmoving corpse. |
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| ~Hawk~ | Jan 31 2006, 02:28 AM Post #7 |
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After the incident, Hawk is seen backstage walking around. Suddenly, good ole' John Taylor arrives at the scene. John: Hawk, now, after that display of power, what are your thoughts on Quint and Tygon? Jerry: This guy better watch it, Hawk's in a bad mood right now. Mike: I wouldn't mess with him right now John. Suprisingly, Hawk stops, and turns to face John, who is still standing anxious with the microphone in his hand. Hawk smiles and shakes his head. Hawk: John, isn't this getting a little old? You interviewing me? Never mind it, I'll answer your question. Quint and Tygon are nobodies. Quint said that he beat me to a pulp at WrestleFest, no argument there. We had a hellacious match, and in the end, Quint did end up winning. But the part about when he said that he kicked my ass? No way. Like I said, we both put on a show, no doubt, but he didn't kick me ass. He barely squeaked out a victory. Now, you wanted my thoughts on Quint and Tygon? *laughs* Well John, didn't I show it enough? John: Well, sure, but I just thought that I could get your words... Hawk: Oh, my thoughts!? Okay then, my thoughts are this. Come Deliverence, Quint and Tygon can't run, they can't make smart remarks and run away, oh no. Whether they like it or not, well, I should say whether Quint likes it or not, he has to wrestle Ayster and I. See, Ayster and I have learned something, in our short time as a tag team. We both have no remorse on the human body standing across a ring. There's nothing anybody can do to stop us, and that's a fact. Now, Quint made a great point, that Tygon hasn't been around very often. Why do you think that John? John shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders. Hawk: Because he's smart John. He's smart to not be around us. He knows that come Deliverence, he's going to get his ass kicked, and we're going to be the ones with the gold, well, good for Tygon. He's finally wised up and learned not to mess with the best around. If Quint's smart too, he'll get up and get the hell out too. Quint doesn't know what he's getting himself into at Deliverence. It's one thing to just wrestle a tag team match, but for the Tag Team Championship? That's a whole other ball game, and Quint, quite frankly isn't in our league. If Tygon shows at Deliverence, he'll just get his ass kicked as well, whether it be by us or Quint for not showing up. Ayster walks up behind Hawk, and John notices... John: Oh, Ayster, I was wondering if I could get YOUR thoughts on your previous actions, and about your match? Ayster steps beside Hawk, and lowers himself to the mic. Ayster: Well, let's start with the most obvious, our match with Quint and Tygon at Deliverence. It's just like Hawk said, they're not in our league. Sure, Quint beat Hawk at WrestleFest, but like he said, barely. The Quintastic faction seems to be falling apart from the inside out, starting with Tygon. I mean, where the hell has he been over the past couple of weeks? Probably at home, afraid of his commitments. Well, at least Quint has the dignity to show up. Now, concerning our actions a few minutes ago, genieus, pure genieus. I had no idea that Hawk was going to do what he did, and it worked perfectly. The goal of that encounter was to get Quint thinking about what he got himself into, and I think he is. Now, if you'd excuse me... Hawk walks away also, and John shakes his head, and walks away. |
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| Mik the Trick | Jan 31 2006, 04:47 PM Post #8 |
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As the Interview of Hawk and Ayster is ending the lights back stage goes black. A very loud warcry is heard and the lights come back on, Tygon is seen flying through the air out of no where it seems and flying body presses Hawk and in the process kickes Ayster in the face. Tygon turns to John Taylor tilts his head a bit and shrugs then the lights go black again, when they come back on again Tygon is gone and Hawk and Ayster are laying on the ground. |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Jan 31 2006, 05:05 PM Post #9 |
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Quint is shown being helped up by Twister. Twister has a look of concern on his face and cant help but ask a few questions. Twister: uhm, Quint? are you feeling alright? Quint: *coughs, then groggily* Twister, you will soon find out how i feel. Quint gets out of Twisters arms and stumbles back towards the ring. Twister tries to stop him but is told to stay there by Quint. he makes his way to the ring and requests a mike from Brandi Frye. Mike: whats Quint got to say? he just got propelled off of the stage! there is no way he has what it takes to talk more trash! Jerry: that is the heart of champion Mike, and what about all this confusion? Tygon flying out of no where attacking dangerou by design? and that fire that sorrounded Quint was frightening! lets see what he has to say. Quint: *cough again then laughs into the mike* Hawk....you disgust me. you honestly think this is over? you do a few cheap pyro tricks and think youve won this war? *laughs hysterically* forget the fact that Tygon just attacked you, and forget the fact that Ayster is even tagging with you. this pay per view will be your Deliverance into hell! *the lights flicker and light purple mist begins to consume the walkway and stage.* you see.....i have a weapon you cannot comprehend. it will be making more and more appearances as we get closer and closer to your Deliverance unto Hell. i wont spoil the surprise for you just yet...i think i will let you dwell on it....i think i will let you build up your frustration, build upon your fear, you may think this is over....but by god i will kill you Hawk, regardless of whats going to happen to the Quint Clique, regardless of the Tag Team Titles, regardless of Hatework or any of the other distractions in my life.....you will find yourself destroyed.....and just to make sure, i am hereby requesting from Jack Stantz to turn this Tag Match a Hardcore match! i dont want any excuses, i dont want any cheap tactics, this time, we wont need to hide behind cheating Hawk...because this time, we both will use weapons with only one thing on our minds....to deliver each other to hell! *laughs and collapses in the ring, having Twister run up the ramp and picking Quint up and leads him backstage* |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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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| Mik the Trick | Jan 31 2006, 05:26 PM Post #10 |
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Tygon opens the door for Twister and Quint, looks left then right then closes the door. He turns around and looks at Quint, and without saying a word does a few hand motions and Quint understands. Quint:No thanks Tygon, I don't need and cola. Tygon nods and sulks back into a corner hidded by darkness, only glowing lines of the rave pants. Twister and Quint start watching a vid of Twiter and Tygon Vs. Hawk and Ayster learning all they can from it. |
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| ~Hawk~ | Feb 2 2006, 04:11 PM Post #11 |
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Hawk and Ayster finally collect themselves and head backstage. They both look at each other like Oh my F*****g god!. Hawk and Ayster are about to go into the locker room, when John Taylor walks up to them. John: Ayster, Hawk, I wondered if-- He's cut-off by Hawk... Hawk: Oh let me guess John...you want our THOUGHTS on what just happened in the ring a moment ago? John nods, not knowing what he's getting himself into... Hawk: Well, I'll tell you EXACTLY what I think about what just happened in that ring. Let me put it this way, Tygon is a coward. He doesn't show up for who knows long, and then he comes one day and attacks us in the ring? That doesn't fly with Deadly by Design. Listen Tygon, you think your some big-shot superstar here in PCW attacking two guys from behind? No, if your anything, it's a coward, and a kiss-ass! Yea, you know what I mean, you attack us, then you walk around with Quint like your his butt-budy. C'mon Tygon, get in the game here man, if you were to go alone, you'd have a much better chance then with Quint telling you what to do. Jerry: What does Hawk think he's saying? Quint gave Tygon his start in PCW and now Hawk's telling Tygon to betray him? Mike: Well, Hawk does have a point, Quint has been telling him what to do lately... John: Well, that's definatly a powerful statement, now, Ayster, a question for you. What do you think about Quint wanting it to be a hardcore tornado tag match? Ayster: I'll give Quint this, it's a good idea to have a hardcore match. Yes, I'll give you that Quint, but, BUT what's going to happen to YOU? You want a hardcore match against two of the most viscious sons of b*****s in PCW? Wow, you got guts, another thing I'll give you, but what's going to happen to you? Think about it Quint, if you go through with this, you'll be scared for a life! I mean, Hawk kicked your ass with a weapon when there was DQ's, but without them, and being able to use weapons whenever we feel like it? What do you think is going to happen? Think about it Quint... And with that, Hawk and Ayster leave John standing in awe. Jerry: Wow, what a point Ayster has made! Mike: He's right, what IS going to happen to Quint if it actually is a hardcore match? |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Feb 2 2006, 05:05 PM Post #12 |
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the Quint clique is recovering in their locker room when Quint finally speaks. Quint: you here that Tygon? theyre afraid. theyre trying to make you turn on the Quint Clique, as if thats going to happen, you know as well as i that in PCW were brothers, it doesnt matter that i brought you here, it doesnt matter that things are looking in bad shape, because through thick and through thin we will always be together. Tygon nods his head in agreement. Quint: you see DBD? Tygon has a knew outlook on life, its called Silent but Deadly. and come Deliverance, you will see how deadly we are, you 2 are grossly underestimating us. you see, i have respect for Ayster, as a matter of fact, i think he deserved the North American title when Crystall Starr was out for a count of 100. whether he feels the same or not, im not trying to disband you, im just stating that i dont have any problem with Ayster besides the fact that hes hanging around a true traitor like you Hawk. Tygon wont leave me, but what about you? once we beat you for the tag titles whats going to happen to Deadly By Design? weve seen your temper when you lose, and come Deliverance, you better bring that temper with you, for no matter how tough you are, you arnt just...Quintastic! |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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~ | Feb 2 2006, 05:14 PM Post #13 |
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Hawk is sitting in his locker room with Ayster, discussing their match when they finally hear the promo that Quint just cut. Hawk looks up at Ayster... Hawk: Don't worry about it, we WON'T lose at Deliverence, we WILL beat Quint and Tygon to a bloody pulp. I don't care how "Quintastic" they think they are, nothing is going to stop us from getting what rightfully belongs to us. Ayster: Hawk, don't worry about it. I have faith in you, and like Quint said, you may have a temper, but that can be utilized to our advantage come Deliverence. In face, I have an idea. Follow me, we're gonna give Quint and Tygon a piece of what they're going to get a Deliverence. Oh, and grab a chair. Hawk and Ayster leave their locker room, both with chairs in hand. Jerry: What the heck?! What are they going to do? Mike: Something brilliant, you just watch Jerry. Hawk and Ayster both get to the locker room that reads "The Quintastic Faction". Hawk knocks on the door, and, with a different kind of voice, says Quint, Tygon, I'd like to talk to you about your match, it's a writer. Quint opens the door slowly, and Hawk delivers a punch sending Quint down to the floor. Ayster dashes in and hits Tygon in the head with the steel chair, followed by rapid kicks to the ribs of Tygon. Meanwhile, Hawk hits Quint in the head with a chair, leaving Quint and Tygon in a pool of their own blood. Jerry: What a disgusting display Mike, they destroyed Quint and Tygon! Mike: Sure, but they made a huge impact. Hawk and Ayster leave the locker room, smiling, throwing their chairs on their respective attackees. |
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| ~Hawk~ | Feb 2 2006, 05:21 PM Post #14 |
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Following the acts by Hawk and Ayster, they walk to their locker room, with bloody hands. John Taylor (what a suprise) walks up to them with a mic in hand. John: Uh, Hawk, Ayster, I'd like to ask why did you do that to Quint and Tygon? Ayster: I'll answer this one Hawk. Listen John, Quint and Tygon got exactly what was coming to them. Quint called Tygon "silent but deadly"? If he's so deadly, then how didn't he realize that it was all a trick. And that was only a piece of what they're going to get at Deliverence should this be a hardcore match. Hawk: It couldnt've been more perfect! I didn't think that Ayster had that much of a plan for Quint and Tygon! He's right though, should Deliverence's tag team match be a hardcore match, they'll get ten times worse what they just recieved. Deadly by Design is taking over! The camera fades on these words, and Hawk and Ayster both go to to the locker room. |
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| ~The Ayster~ | Feb 2 2006, 06:24 PM Post #15 |
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Princess Brandi Frye : The following match is scheduled for one fall......... Eye of the Tiger hits the arena to everyones amazement and outcomes a confident strutting Ayster. He grabs the mic from Brandi. Ayster: There will be no match tonight! Ayster laughs sadistically. Ayster: You see I am The Ayster! I am PCW! I can do what I want when I want and I wanted to come out to the ring so here I am. The people get what the people want! A loud chorus of boos is heard. Ayster: Don't disrespect me, I have yet to be pinned in PCW! A proud record! You see at my debut PPV I faced the inferior Crystal Starr and you know what I took her ass out and proved that PCW has no place for a woman like her. Crystal chants. Ayster: Chant all you like, she is gone and you know what good riddance! She screwed me over in our Last Man Standing match at Wrestlefest, I had her beaten, she was done, she was out like a lamp, she was with the fairies, as Quint even pointed out I should've won the North American Championship! You suck chants now echo in the arena. Ayster: But when one opportunity falls another arises, you see alot of people thought that Hawk and I could never be a formidable tag team force but we are Deadly by Design and the tag titles are coming home, oh yeah! Quint chants start up. Ayster: You want Quint out here? Am I not enough for your people? People come from all over the world to see me LIVE! The No.1 in entertainment, The Ayyy-ster! Quint chants get louder. Ayster: Oh, you think youse are funny, eh? He will not come out here unless he knows what is good for him, Quint could be so much more you know, but that faction of his is holding him back. I mean if he wants to hang around with retards like Tygon and the like then it is his problem. But Quint, just think, can you imagine, Hawk! Quint! and The Ayster! as a team, as a force, we could take over the damn place, we would be unstoppable! So how about it? You drip the match and hand Hawk and I the titles and in exchange you get to co-exist with us and get all the girls, the money, the fame and the respect that comes with that. So come on Quint how about it? Join with us! Mike: Is Ayster calling out Quint? Jerry: I think he is, but I'm not sure he will like the response from Quint. |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Feb 3 2006, 12:16 PM Post #16 |
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ride on shooting star by the pillows blasts over th PA system and the crowd waits in anticipation, it takes about 10 seconds but Quint finally emerges, injured and all, to the entrance ramp. he has a mike in his hand. Quint: Ayster! believe me when i say this and say thats one tempting offer! the crowd sounds confused with boos and cheers. Quint: but you see, theres one problem, ive already been betrayed by Hawk once. do you think im so stupid that i will fall for it again? loud cheers from the crowd are heard chanting Quint! Quint! Quint! Quint: as you all should know, i loooooove women, and i looooove fame and fortune. but you see, i dont roll the way you do, i have respect for your abilities Ayster, no doubt. but i do have to say its pretty stupid of you to have me attacked twice in one night and then come out here and offer me to join you. i know what you must be thinking, "that beating was your initiation!" but once again i dont roll like that. to join you, is to betray my blood brother Tygon. and my good friend Twister. now i will be the 1st to admit, they arnt as powerful as you 2. ive learned that from being in the ring with Hawk! but friendship isnt based on power, its based on trust and loyalty! something your little buddy Hawk, doesnt have! crowd cheers as Quint waits for Aysters response. |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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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| ~The Ayster~ | Feb 3 2006, 02:11 PM Post #17 |
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Ayster is emotionless in the ring, he then smiles and raises the mic to his mouth. Ayster: You know what, I see where you're coming from, The Ayster does, he's not stupid. Ayster knows that Hawk betrayed you and yes, we did attack you twice tonight but it was all Hawk's idea, I just went along with it. Quint is looking quite surprised but a little wary. Ayster: I guess I will have to see how me and Hawk get along in the next few weeks but I will still leave the offer open to you! Quint is looking relatively unfazed. Ayster: But you know what, Quint, since you had the courtesy to come out here, I am willing to give you a limited edition Deadly by Design T-Shirt, coming to a shop near you! Ayster smiles to the camera posing with the shirt. Ayster: You can take this and keep it, treasure it! Give it your Granddkids some day, you can sit them down and say, you know what I met The Ayster and I got a Deadly by Design T - Shirt. You will be in their good books forever. Come down and get it, don't be shy! Mike: Could Ayster be luring Quint into a trap? Jerry: I'm not sure Mike, but Quint is looking slightly confused here, what would you do Mike? Mike: I would stay well clear. |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Feb 3 2006, 05:21 PM Post #18 |
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*going to make this quick* Quint laughs and crosses his arms looking on at Ayster. then he puts the mike to his mouth. Quint: you know Ayster, your a really random guy, i like that. so you know what im going to do? im going to go down there, and get that T-Shirt, and then....im going to shove it down your throat. Quint nonchalantly picks up the mike and heads down to the ring. |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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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| ~The Ayster~ | Feb 4 2006, 11:05 AM Post #19 |
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Ayster is looking slightly surprised, as if he wasn't quite expecting Quint to come down. Quint slowly walks down and makes his way up the steps. Ayster is looking confused, he is standing in the centre of the ring with the Shirt in hand, he doesn't know what to do as Quint now enters the ring. Ayster: Wow, wow, hold on Quint, how about I just leave the shirt here * Ayster sets down the shirt* Ayster: You see, thee it is, you just take it and leave, I don't want any trouble. Quint smiles and heads for the shirt. Ayster: That's it, just pick it up and leave. Quint to everyone's surprise does, but as he bends over Ayster attacks him with blows to the back. Quint battles out and lays into Ayster with right hands, Ayster falls in a heap, he starts stomping down Ayster and the fans are loving it. Quint! Quint! Quint! Mike: Ayster is getting beaten down by Quint! Jerry: And it's going to get worse as Quint has just called for Tygon and here he comes. Tygon rushes in the ring and he too starts to beat down Ayster in revenge of the attack earlier in the night. Mike: Ayster is getting his ass handed to him! Jerry: Get Hawk out here! Where is he? Ayster is struggling to his feet, Quint is stalking him. Jerry: Oh, no, Ayster don't turn around! Ayster turns around and QUINT KICK!! Ayster falls on his back. Mike: That's not all for Ayster. TIGERSAULT!!! Quint and Tygon raises their arms over a fallen Ayster. Mike: Ayster has been taught a lesson tonight on Monday Night Mayhem! Jerry: But where the hell was Hawk!? Mike: Stay with us on Monday Night Mayhem for all the answers. |
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| ~Quint Mcain~ | Feb 4 2006, 06:14 PM Post #20 |
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Quint and Tygon are backstage as Eccentric Eric Martin walks up to them. Eric: excuse me, Quint! why did you attack Ayster just now!? Quint: you see its all very simple Eric, i dont have a problem with Ayster, that wasnt personal, it was just business. i actually like Ayster, in fact, if i were ever to turn the heel route, Ayster is the 1st guy i would go to for advice and partnership. but you see, as long as hes hanging around a traitor like Hawk, that just cant happen. did you see what just happened? of course you did, otherwise you wouldnt be interviewing me, but you see, Hawk didnt even lift a finger to help his "friend". this is what im talking about! he cant be trusted, not by the faces, and not by the heels. sure they may beat the hell out of us come this sunday, but it will only last so long. Hawks a great performer, i am the 1st to say that. but he just cant be trusted. i would have more respect for him if he went on a heavyweight title stint and won something on his own. but hes just making a history of betrayal. and this is to Ayster, *holds up the t-shirt* im keeping this in memory of you Ayster. because of the respect i have for you, ill keep this and tell my kids one day. "you see this shirt? this is what uncle Ayster gave to me before he got betrayed by Hawk. so remember kids, if your friend is 7'0 tall and over 300lbs and is named after a bird, he cant be trusted. " *laughs* and Tygon makes a cutthroat taunt in front of the camera and they head back to their locker room. |
![]() ![]() Second sigs credit goes to my Bro Possum Person <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: 511"</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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