ASWF on Edge
Show One Month Six

Carnage turns his quest for vengeance towards the new face controlling the ASWF.

Johnny Law vs Carnage



Big Pete challenges the champ for a title shot.

DJ U-Neek vs Big Pete



Sir Quincy Penfold III vs Beef vs Wildcard

A 3 way ladder match for the Hardcore title.



The much awaited conclusion to the fued between.

Ian 'Grappler' Gorton vs Trent the Ox Bowman
An ambulance match Pacific title.



Apologies for the changed card. I got mixed up with names in challenges made through the week. This is along the lines of challenges made this week.

(Johnny Law has a pretaped message played on the bigscreen at a lower card show. Law looks brooding as he speaks)

Sean Lawrence. You are nothing but a scumbag. Any man who could kill his own brother doesnt deserve to live. You arent even sane little man. If your brother was as crazy as you then i understand you putting him out of his misery. The title you cost me last week at Edge is another matter to deal with. Your maniacal ways have bought you a strong new enemy Lawrence. Bush tells me you wont get near him until you get through me you mad bastard, so If youve got the balls to take me on then ill teach you the true meaning of Carnage. Its your call psycho. Do you run back to your cell or face me like a man.

(Footage cuts)

Pete is walking into the arena as a very concerened Chris the interview guy walks over to him

Chris:Pete! Pete! Pete! You will never guess what happened. Chris-Walker Bush has been fired from the company and Johnny Law has been put in charge.

Big Pete: About time that CWB got given the boot. The man couldn't book a card to save himself, making wrestlers like me earn a shot against guys like DJ...what was that man thinking.

Chris: That's another thing Pete, Law is handing out challenges to wrestlers on who they wish to face.

Big Pete: Awesome! THis is my chance for me to finally get my shot against DJ and show the world that I am better than this company. Anyways Chris I'll talk to you later I got to prepare for my match tonight, until then don't let the door hit you on the way out.

Pete is now seen in the locker room looking proud of himself

**Interveiwer knocks on the door of DJ, DJ answers**


Interveiwer: Dj, did you just see Pete challange you to a match?
Dj: Yea i saw
Interveiwer: Any reponce to the challange?
Dj: Yea i got one, but i aint gonna waste time tell some punk my shit, you tell Johnny Law he's gonna need to make some time for the champion to say a few things latter tonight... Dj U-neek is gonna lift the roof off this motherfucker latter tonight!

Well how about me and the ox settling our feud in a rather bruital match up?

Im happy to defend my title to a newcomber to get them involved as I dont have much of a feud going with anyone really at the moment. Just fit me in wherever you need me.

*Cameras pan out to the parking lot, and we see a Black F150 pullup, It's the Pacific Champion!!!!*


Reporters: Trent Trent, what do you think about Ian Gorton's challenge??


The Ox: Challenge what challenge?

Reporters: He has suggested that you two, end your fued tonight, in a brutal match-up, the kind of which hasn't yet been decided?

The Ox: Now thats what im talkin bout.....Bout time that bitch decided to bring his A-Game, and as for that punk Johnny Law, well Law, you had better watch tonight, because what I do to Gorton, is going to pale in comparison to what I do to you if you try and screw me out of whats mine *The Ox holds the Pacific Championship belt up to the camera*

The Ox: Take a long long look Gorton, because, this is as close to this belt, as you will ever get while I have a breath in my being.

*And with that, Trent 'The Ox' Bowman enters the arena and slams the door*

OOC: Hey Trent what you reckon we should do? Steal Cage?,Hell In A Cell? Last man Standing, Street Fight? I still haven't had a cage match in my ASWF/LUF Career so how about that?

OOC: Ive done street fights, havent had a hell in a cell yet I dont think, cage sounds too plain for this, it has to be huge

OOC: Could I recommend a Last Man Standing Match? That's one of the most brutal matches and would work really well in a feud like yours. HIAC should be saved for PPVs IMO.

OOC. The card for the next show is now up. I aim to have the show up by friday afternoon. If its not up by then no doubt something :drunk: distracted me. In that case ill post it saturday midday-ish.

**Headstrong - Trapt hits the arena which means only one thing, ASWF champion Dj U-Neek is headed to the ring... he emerges to a wave of cheers from the crowd... he rushes the ring hi-fiving fans on the way before sliding in the ring, he has mic in hand...**

Dj U-Neek: i got a few things to get off my chest... *crowd quieten down*... So im back at home this week dustin off my title when i get this message on my phone, telling me the ASWF is under new management and CBW has been turfed...

*crowd midly cheer*

Dj U-Neek: Thats all good, just so long as this new bloke understands that i am champion here and i am the damn franchise, the fans pay to see me and thats what i wanna give them... Cage match, Street fight, piss in the wind, i dont give a shit, im here to fight, champion or not!

*crowd explode into a "DJ" chant*

Dj U-Neek: Now on to Big Pat... You wanna challenge DJ U-Neek? you wanna try your luck, thats fine and dandy, ill take pleasure in whooping your arse from the bleachers to the front row and all through Bay's 1 to 101!

**interrupted by ring announcer**

Dj U-Neek: Woah, its Big Pete? I dont a shit if its Big Pete, Big Pat or Big Paul, it doesnt matter, cause to me and all the U-Neek freaks around the arena and the world he is just "Big Pile of Piss"... Facts of the matter, is here tonight, Big Pete came out running his mouth, wanting to challenge me, you got it...

*crowd cheer again**

Dj U-Neek: So nextweek, its AWSF World Champion Dj U-Neek taking on ASWF's shit kicker, Big Pete... ohh and Johnny Law, if Pete can some how manage to beat me, ill give him a title shot at the next PPV!... So Pete, get your dancing shoes on brother, bring your best and prepair to have the tables turn!

**Headstrong - Trapt plays as Dj Poses on the turn buckles to a chorus of flashing cameras as we go to a break**

OOC: Should I change my promo in this threaD???

The scene opens with flashbacks of last week's disasterous attacks on ASWF lower carders. The titan tron shows images of blood, ambulance sirens and paramedics running frantic. It then shows the victims, bloodied and beaten to a pulp. The video then turns black. Suddenly somebody begins to sneer, and the man known as Carnage begins to speak over the PA.

"Mwahahaha...mwahahaha...what, you thought I wasn't serious...you actually thought I wouldnt stick to my promise by which I would wreak havoc on this federation to ensure I gain revenge on the man who forced me into this psycotic state...you people really are as ignorant as I thought...last week's attacks were just the crumbs of the poisen cookie I intend to feed to the ASWf until my quest is completed...The quest to destroy the buisness which forced me to kill my flesh and blood..."

Suddenly the upper ramp explodes, and "Suburban Legend" by Mareko hits the sound system. Out of the pyrotechnic smoke appears Sean 'Carnage' Lawrence, dressed in a ripped straight jacket and black lower wrestling attire. He seems to be draggin something, and it is not until he reaches the ring that we can see that it is one of ASWF's divas...She seams frightened and is screaming as Carnage gives a spine tingling laugh, filled with hate and tyranny. He forces her into the ring, before grabbing the microphone...

"Tonight is the night, where I take the next step in my quest...my journey...my life...you see tonight I intend yo make an ultimatum...and that ultimatum is that Chris Walker-Bush, and the entire control board of the ASWF gets their asses out here right now, or Kirsty here will be sacrificed to Lucifer himself...you have 10 seconds, starting from now"

Carnage grabs Kirsty by the hair, as the clock begins to tick down...10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3, then suddenly he shouts, "oh to hell with this", and he picks Kirsty up and delivers a crushing tombstone piledriver, Carnage's new finisher known as the Eliminator...He gives an evil laugh before picking up the mic again...

"Johnny Law, you ignorant punk, you really want to taste carnage, to taste pain, fury...you want to test the psycotic state of mind which I am in? Then tonight you'll be next, and I'll bury your ass next to Kirsty's with the eliminator...Walker-Bush, it's either we do things the easy way, where you give up now, or the hard way, and I will destroy everything you own. Either way I will find you, and i will destroy you..."

The scene fades out to a commercial with Carnage standing over Kirsty's lifeless body

Ian Gorton and Miss Devine are walking down the hall when a reporter comes up to them.

REPORTER: Ian, Tonight you will be facing the Beef and wildcard in a three way match for the hardcore title can I get your thoughts.

IAN: My thoughts are simply this. The powers at be are giving me a chance at becoming a two time hardcore champion. Tonight I will regain the Hardcore Title.

Miss Devine jesture to the reporter wanting to speak

DEV: Listen my man has prooved time and time again that he can walk the walk buddy.

REPORTER: Also you have challenged The Ox Trent Bowman in a bruital match up to settle it all.

IAN: Exactly I don't care what the ASWF wanna put us in cuz when I finally get my hand on Trent Bowman I will destroy Bowman and if they know what's good for 'em the match will be belt for belt because after tonight I will be the new Hardcore Champion

They then both walk out of shot

REPORTER: Well there you have it. Ian Gorton has issued the challange and IU would not like to be Trent Bowman right now.

Reporter Beef, you have been lined up against the previous Hardcore Champion, Ian "Grappler" Gorton and newcomer Wildcard who defeated you once before in recent weeks. How are you feeling coming into this match, knowing that this time your title is on the line?
Beef Im glad to report that my injured knee is now back to 100%. This time around I wont be struggling, hobbling around on a busted knee. Ill be able to show these two losers really what I can do.
Reporter This match is also a ladder match, which obviously is an advantage to you.
Beef Yes. I am the best high flying electrifying worker in this business. This crowd is in for a show of the best high-risk maneuvers known to man. Now as for this big shot Ian Gorton, he doesnt know what he's running into. Hes too busy worried about Trent Bowman and how he's gonna get flattened by him. Hes not gonna know it and all of a sudden - BEEF BUSTER!
Reporter Dont forget Chris Karizma, Beef.
Beef Patiences my man. I know the mistake I made last time against him. I took him lightly. Sure I was injured but my mind wasnt on it. I made the same mistake Ian Gorton is making this time. Im gonna walk down to that ring with my title over my shoulder. Its gonna go up above the ring, and I will be the on to bring it down. Not Ian Gorton, not Wildcard, but me, Beef. I will be the one leaving the ring with that title, and thats the way its gonna be!

(Johnny Law is seen on the Titantron as Carnage begins his count. By the time he gets to three Law is halfway down the two flights of steps on the way to the ring. Kristy has been left in the ring with paramedics rushing in as Law eneters the arena. He runs to the ring Carnage has recently vacated. someone passes him a mike)

(Law speaks angrily and we can see the occasional fleck of spit fly from his lips) Carnage you fucking psychopath. Your days of making cowardly attacks are over. Anyone who can give a piledriver to a trussed woman must be a big man. Tonight you will face me. Im sure i will give you a little more resistance. That ambulance is going to need to show up early because tonight you will be leaving in it. For now ill ensure your fucking antics go no further.

(Law takes out his mobile phone and dials a number)
Hello is this northwest security services...... This is Jonnhy Law I want 50 extra security staff for tonights event and i want them in a hurry............... I dont care how short the fucking notice is i demand they be here tonight......... Price is no object. My secretary will call again and confirm the details. (Law throws his phone to the ground and it shatters. Footage cuts to the paramedics who are fastening a neck brace round the unconcious Kristies neck. The footage cuts as commentators talk in disbelief)

Ok if nobodies noticed the card is changed. Sorry my error there with names in my first attempt at a card. Sory to IanG and Beef who have already posted for this card. I'll try not to mess up like this in future. Hope this one is much more to everyones liking.

Bigge is walking in the hallway as Chris comes sprinting by

Chris:PETE! PETE! PETE! Your match has been granted tonight you'll be versing DJ U-Neek One on One.

Big Pete Haha that's great to hear Chris. You know what else is good to hear? All those boo's those pathetic Canberra fans will be giving me once my arms are raised in victory over the bloody carcuss of DJ U-Neek.

Chris Speaking of DJ, he just gave you a awesome tongue lashing. Heck it was so good even I enjoyed it.

Big Pete What did this "great" DJ say?

Promo is shown on a monitor next to Big Pete, as Pete watched with a smile on his face

Big Pete So DJ can't remember my name? Big deal. As he said it dosn't matter if my name is Big Pete or Big Paul or heck even that Canberra hick Trent Bowman I'm still going to kick his arse in that ring tonight.

Chris So you're not fazed of DJ at all?

Big Pete pffft no. DJ is just one of those punks who thinks their on top of the world. DJ will find out things are not this way. Heck Chris do you remember when DJ and I were tag team champions? You know all he cared about was that slut heck even then he thought he was the greatest thing to hit the ASWF. Then reality hit hard, DJ is just another one of those heartbroken punks and his love for this company or for that title sickens me. So being the good person I am Chris will seperate DJ from this distraction and help him mature from that grundgy kid and help him mature into a self respectable man, someone of independance, someone who dosn't rely on one thing. Although Chris that may be a hard thing to do, as we are in the home of the Canberra Raiders...the team that relies on one washed up player.

Chris Too true...oh Pete you're done talking. Um what can I say but best of luck for tonight, though I cannot be bias I do wish for a great match.

Pete shakes Chris's hands as the camera fades to black

A big crowd is on hand for the evening and the air around the stadium is abuzz with energy. The extra security guards Law has hired line the rings and the ramp adding to the tension surrounding the appearance of Carnage.

Johnny Laws music starts and he appears under the titantron. Making his way to the ring under subdued fanfare he grabs the mike in the ring.


As you people know by now Chris Walker-Bush has handed over the reigns of this federation to me. What you are witnessing now is the start of a new era. Just three weeks ago I told people I would play a starring role in this federation. Now true to my word I stand before you bathed in the bright lights of stardom. Tonight I will celebrate by giving Sean Lawrence so severe a beating that he will go voluntarily back to the psych ward. Lawrence get your ass out here. Law drops the microphone and waits.

Law waits for thirty seconds before turning to a security guard who has entered the ring. As Law faces him the guard draws and swings his baton in one motion. Law takes a vicious blow to the head and drops to the ground. The Guard throws his hat away and takes off the blue guards shirt to reveal Carnage under the disguise. Law tries to get up as Carnage forgets the baton and begins to kick him. Law spins on his back and aims a kick at Carnages crotch. The kick goes too high and hits Lawrence in the stomach allowing Law to roll backwards to his feet. The two clash in a rain of aggressive blows until Law pushes Lawrence towards the ropes. On his return run Law executes a diving clothesline at Lawrence which takes him down but does little damage. Carnage tries for an armbar on the mat but Law is too quick and removes his arm from danger. Law struggles against the technical ability of Lawrence on the mat and only escapes an early submission by reaching the ropes. Law comes back aggressively and snaps Carnage into the canvas with a suplex. Law is quick to his feet and stomps Carnage three times in the stomach. Grabbing him by the hair he drags Carnage to his feet and to the corner where he puts four more kicks to Carnages stomach. Carnage drops to the canvas where Law continues to punish him. Carnage seems spent and Law goes for the pin. 1, 2, Carnage kicks out. Carnage gains his feet and surprises Law with a swinging neck breaker. He picks Law up and prepares for the high impact eliminator, security guards charge into the ring, he drops Law and turns to face two of the closest guards to him. The guards quickly bring him down and start attacking him. Law gets to his feet and watches the attack a moment before signaling for a microphone. Law speaks while the guards continue to beat him.

JL: Carnage. If you want to fight dirty with me then be prepared to get fucking muddy.

Law throws down the mike and heads towards the exit.

Sean Lawrence wins by disqualification


DJ U-Neek vs Big Pete
Smells like teen spirit begins to play as Big Pete makes his way towards the ring. When he get there he climbs the ropes in each corner to pose for the crowd. Trapt begins to play and DJ U-Neek makes his way towards the ring amid the squeals of the crowd.

In the ring the two face off as the bell rings to signal the start of the bout. The match starts slowly with both wrestlers looking for a big opening. Pete is the first to find one and slams DJ to the ground in a belly to belly suplex. DJ gets quickly to his feet and is quickly grabbed again from behind and treated to another suplex. He stays down this time and Big Pete tries an elbow drop. DJ rolls out of the way and Pete hurts his elbow. The DJ is quick to capitalize as he stands and grabs the arm twisting it up behind Petes back. Big Pete winces and tries to twist out. He manages to do so and runs at the ropes, he bounces off and the DJ treats him to an unexpected clothesline. A U-Neek leg drop follows and Big Pete rolls to the outside to escape. He isn’t out there for long and DJ climbs out to throw him back into the ring he slams his head into the ringside as he does so. Big Petes recovered a bit and is ready for DJ U-Neek as he climbs into the ring and stands up. DJ makes a run at Big Pete who times the perfect dropkick to the chest of U-Neek. U-Neek is in all sorts of trouble and Big Pete is quick to set the DJ up for a sit down powerbomb. The powerbomb has done some real damage and Big Pete rolls up the DJs legs in a pin attempt. The ref hits the ground and begins his count. 1, 2, 3. Big Pete jumps to his feet and climbs the ropes to celebrate.
The winner by pinfall is Big Pete who gets a title shot at the next PPV


Beef vs Sir Quincy Penfold III vs Wildcard

The crowd is excited as Hardcore champion Beef makes his way towards the ring. He brushes by the crowd lining the runway on his way to the ring and the excited crowd jostle to touch him. When he gets to the ring beef hands his title over to be hung high above the ring by an official. Sir Quincy Penfold three comes out next and when one of the crowd members reach out and touches his arm he takes out a hanky and wipes the arm clean. Wildcard comes out next and the fans he has developed go wild.

The three stand in the ring under the hardcore title. As the bell rings Beef takes the initiative and runs between Quincy and Wildcard to perform a double coathanger. Quincy Ducks under it but Wildcard gets flattened. Quincy grabs Beef in a headlock. He holds on for only a moment though as Wildcard runs in and tackles the two at once. Beef seems to bounce back up before Wildcard can stand and grabs Wildcard as he stands for a suplex. Beef turns back to Penfold who is now approaching him from the side. Penfold pushes Beef backwards and he trips over Wildcard who has risen to a crawling position. Penfold grabs Wildcard and slams him face first into the canvas. Penfold moves outside the ring towards the commentary table looking for a chair. Wildcard gets to his feet quickly and is faced immediately with Beef. Wildcard grabs Beef by the arm and goes to work on it. Wildcard uses a series of arm holds to weaken the arm. Wildcard works beef into position for a fishermans suplex but Beef manages to spin out and winds up on the mat with Wildcard rolled up for a pin. The move though impressive is useless in this match and Beef releases wildcard and the two rise to clash again. Beef takes the upper hand and puts Wildcard on the canvas with the Beef buster. Beef then heads outside to collect the ladder. Outside the ring Quincy is waiting with the chair and he waits till Beef has the ladder in his hands before slamming the chair into Beefs back. Beef stumbles forwards into the security barrier and falls onto the ladder. Penfold follows and uses the chair in a variation of the elbow drop to the back of Beefs head. Beef seems to be out but Penfold is distracted by a well suited man in the crowd with scones and a thermos of tea. Penfold forgets the ladder and asks the man for a scone. Beef has recovered quickly and takes the dropped chair. Fragments of scone fall from Penfolds mouth as Beef slams the chair down onto his head. He falls over the railing into the crowd and Beef picks the ladder up and returns to the ring. Wildcard is beginning to stir now and Beef drops the ladder and rolls Wildcard from the ring. The fall to the floor rouses Wildcard somewhat and he climbs back into the ring as beef puts his foot on the first rung of the ladder. Wildcard is on Beef in a flash and kicks the ladder out from under him. The two scramble for the ladder which collapses flat. Beef manages to get a drop toe hold onto Wildcard who falls chest first on the ladder. He clutches at his ribs as Beef climbs to his feet. Beef grabs the ladder and stands it up. As he starts to climb Wildcard jumps on the other side of the ladder. The two get near the top and beef starts pounding the red line on Wildcards ribs. Wildcard moves his body closer to the ladder to prevent the blows and continues climbing the two are inches away from the belt when the ladder begins to topple to the left where wildcard is leaning. As the ladder begins to fall Beef makes a leap towards the belt. He grasps it with one hand and hangs suspended for a fraction of a second before falling to the ground victorious.
Beef retains the hardcore title.


The crowd is hyped up after the last match and as the ambulance is driven down to ringside the atmosphere builds more. The paramedics exit the ambulance and remove the stretcher from the back. The stretcher has some heavy duty straps attached and soon either Trent Bowman or Ian Gorton would be strapped in for a ride in this ambulance at the end of the match. The crowd goes wild as Trent ‘the Ox’ Bowman walks down the runway. He walks by and inspects the stretcher before entering the ring. Ian ‘Grappler’ Gorton appears next and makes his way to ringside.

The two eyeball each other with vicious looks until the bell rings then both jump into action. Gorton grabs Bowman by the arm and flings him into the ropes, Bowman grabs them and stops his momentum. He gives Gorton an evil look then charges in with a running clothesline. The two struggle for a while before Gorton gets stuck against the turnbuckle. The Ox tackles Gorton against the turbuckle then goes to work on his knee. Gorton looks to be in agony from the twisting his knee is getting and he cant seem to break the hold. By the time he rises to his feet Gorton is limping slightly. Gorton comes in close and administers a nice snap suplex that shakes the ring. Gorton has the upper hand now and looks to press the advantage by putting on a figure 4 leg lock. Bowman manages to reach the ropes easily and the ref seperates the two. From here Bowman rolls to the outside. Gorton follows him out and catches him with a belly to back suplex on the concrete. Bowman rises quickly but looks hurt. When Bowman rises it is to be greeted by the charge of Gorton. Bowman is slammed into the security fence and goes down fairly hard. Gorton drags him over to the steps and prepares to slam Bowmans head into them when Bowman performs a drop toe hold slamming Gortons head into the steel steps. This opens up a cut above the eye and Gorton now has some difficulty in seeing with his left eye. Bowman sensing the end moves in too quickly and is greeted with a foot to the face. Poorly aimed due to the blood, the blow skims off Gortons cheek doing some damage but not enough to put him down. The two wrestlers have worked their way towards the ambulance. Gorton stands on one side of the stretcher now and the Ox on the other. The two face each other a moment till Trent jumps atop the stretcher to get over it. While Bowman stands on the stretcher Gorton kicks it and it rolls towards the security barrier. When it hits Bowman falls into the crowd. Gorton Follows him over and the two continue wrestling amongst the crowd. They work back towards the barrier where Bowman slams Gortons head into the railings. Bowman pushes him over the rails and follows after. Bowman grabs Gorton and slams the Ox shot and its lights out for Gorton who has both hands strapped to the stretcher before he begins to rouse. Bowman pushes the stretcher into the ambulance and as the ambulance drives away Trent ‘the Ox’ Bowman raises his title aloft in celebration.
The winner and still the pacific champion is Trent ‘the Ox’ Bowman

A good first show Mr. Columbo. :)

That makes us 2-1 in my favour DJ. :D

Believe the hype. B)

Yeah nice first half Chris.
You write a very interesting match.

intreging way, tbh i thought a dirty win would have better suited the way the fued is, but meh B)
you wont take my title bitch

(SCENE: It is about 8:00 am, the scene is set in Jason Lane's apartment. Lane is sleeping after a long night of partying and hanging out with friends. His small one room apartment is unorderly, his clothes are thrown all around, dishes are stacked high in the sink, and his rug is stained from spilt drinks. Lane just moved to New York City one month ago and the place hasn't yet been furnished. For furniture the apartment consists of only one small couch in the center of the room where Lane lies sleeping dead-like. Right next to him on the floor is an empty jack daniels bottle and a empty pack of marlboro lights. He's been away from the business for a couple years now and is eager to get back into wrestling)

(A sharp looking man walks in Lanes apartment. The man looks as though he could be a part of the mafia. His hair is slicked back with gel, he has brown eyes, and has an Italian looking face. He has a sizable nose which is one of the first things you notice when looking at him. His shoes are really shiny and would make decent mirrors. He walks over to Lane and pokes him to try and wake him up)

"Lane wake up, I have some good news for you. You may actually beable do something good with your life."

(Lane opens his eyes and starts to talk... half groggy)

LANE: Hey Frankie... What the hell you doin' here... It's 8 o'clock in the morning...
F: I just got back from talking with the ASWF department head. They say they believe that you're a real up and comer. They want you to play a big role in making the ASWF one of the greatest feds around.

(Lane gets up from the coach. He walks over to the sink and splashes his face with cold water. He pours himself a cup of orange juice and chugs it down)

LANE: Great... When do I start?
F: Real soon. You better get your ass in the gym.
(he picks up the jack daniels bottle by the couch) And no more partying and acting irresponsibly. You need to make a difference... You can be the Champion of the world if you get your act together.
LANE: (Lane takes off his levis and throws on a pair of shorts, He grabs his gym bag and throws a towel and a pair of sneakers in it) Don't worry about me Frankie. They don't call me Jason "Murder" Lane for nothin'.
F: All right, that's what I like to hear. Okay, I just wanted to let you know what's going on. I have some business to take care of. You just get your self in shape and get ready to whoop some ass.
LANE: I'll be at the gym starting today.
F: Great, sounds good. (He walks towards the door) Oh yeah and another thing, when you make some money, get a cleaning lady, this is no way to be living. You'd think i was walkin through a dumpster or somethin'..


(scene fades)

Cheers for the comments guys. Liked your first promo Frankie and welcome aboard. Hope you enjoy the federation. One last thing for everybody. If you want your wrestlers to make a prematch comment or a surprise attack then tell me about it through an email or a PM and ill incorporate it into the show. Cheers guys a new blank card is now up for posting challenges.

OOC: Yeah I agree with Raider as my character is like that. However it makes things interesting. Gotta give you credit on how you wrote it though and how you booked the matches.

OOC: Hence why the wrong promo on my part