That Purple Stuff Results: July 31st

[bad guy™]

Dark Match: Jobber Jim def. Bryan James


Music. Video. Pyro. Epic.


Matthew Werner: Welcome everyone to the final show before 'Before the Devil Knows You're There', That Purple Stuff! I'm Matthew Werner and this is my co-commentator Matt Steel.


Matt Steel: Charmed.


Matthew Werner: Boy do we have a show for you tonight!


Matt Steel: Damn straight. The WFWF Champion, EBR, is in action tonight against Thunder in a rewind to Super Brawl V where EBR and Thunder faced off for the WFWF Championship.


Matthew Werner: While there's no title on the line tonight, that is most certainly going to be a great match. And speaking of a great match, Cameron Stone and Shawn Malakai are back teaming together, and they're facing Hutton Brown and Trace Demon!


Matt Steel: Classic. And let's not forget the battle royal with all of the sexy newcomers.


Matthew Werner: …


Matt Steel: ...what did I say?


Matthew Werner: While he's getting a lawyer for those pending sexual harassment charges, we'll start out with the battle royal.


The seven rookies were in the ring, trying to size the other up. Immediately, Mak Cross had gone after and eliminated The Trashman, he knocked him over the ropes with a nasty clothesline. Lincoln Dina and Kam Payne were going at it for a bit but then Lincoln got himself up on Kam's shoulders, span and hurricaranna's Payne up and over the ropes. And then there were five. Cross and Dina went at it, as did Richard Wilkes and Captain Morgan. Dina charged Cross at the corner, who lifted and flipped Dina, but Dina hung on with one hand and skinned the cat back up to the top of the turnbuckle. Realizing this, Cross left his feet and hit a ridiculous bicycle kick, dropping Dina to the floor, out like a light. Morgan and Wilkes went at it, but Morgan got the better of Wilkes. She had him in the corner and locked him in a Tarantula. Her screaming as she applied more torque grabbed Cross' attention. He charged the corner, left his feet and kicked Wilkes in the head, the force sent Wilkes over the top rope and to the floor. Morgan rolled back into the ring and got to her feet. Cross and Morgan slapped hands and tied up, Cross with the advantage. He took over with a headlock, the ever resourceful Captain Morgan got out, twisted under his arm and hit him with a hold-on jump front snap kick. She twisted back under his arms, wrapped her legs around his waist and dropped him with a Spike DDT. She was celebrating in the ring at was believed to be the nearing of her first victory, but from under the ring rolled in The Hunter, who slid under the ropes at the beginning of the match. She turned around and was speared by The Hunter, and then she was subsequently picked up and dumped over the ropes. The Hunter stalked Mak Cross, who was beginning to get up. Once he had gotten to his feet, The Hunter hoisted Cross up for an Alabama Slam right out of the ring, but Cross wriggled out and hoisted The Hunter up and over the ropes with a Belly to Belly Suplex. The bell rang.


Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Mak Cross!


Mak Cross raises his arms in victory as the crowd gives him a hefty cheer. He smiles and waves at the fans.


Matthew Werner: Man that was a great match wasn’t it Steel?


Matt Steel: Rising talent that could be the future of the WFWF facing off against one another is also an exciting match.


The lights dim.


Matthew Werner: What..uh…what’s going on here?


Numb by Linkin Park slowly comes over the arena loudspeakers.


Matthew Werner: No….it can’t be.


On the big screen a long dusty path in a graveyard is shown. The camera slowly moves on to reach one gravestone at the end of the path. As the opening instrumental music comes to close, we stop at a grave stone. It is foggy. The Name on the gravestone is David Roberts. The gravestone disappears and the lead singer for Linkin Park begins to sing the first verse. David Roberts then bursts out of the tunnel wearing a tight black tee and cargo sweats with a microphone in his hand. The crowd is shocked and begins to cheer.


Matthew Werner: DAVID ROBERTS? WHAT!?


Matt Steel: I thought he was in a coma!


Matthew Werner: I guess not!


Matt Steel: HOLY SH*T! He's not been seen since his match with partner Shawn Williams at Super Brawl V against F*ck You, The Axis and Chemical Reaction!


Roberts looks around the arena with a huge smile on his face. He takes in all the positive reaction he’s getting. He walks down the ramp high fiving the fans taking it all in. He jumps on the side of the ring and enters over the second rope. He stands in the ring looking at all the fans. He goes to the turnbuckle in the top left corner of the ring facing the stage and sits on it, Mak Cross staring him down the whole time.


David Roberts: Well….well…well. I never thought this day would come.


Roberts looks around as the crowd roars. Mak Cross is clearly not amused.


David Roberts: When I awoke from my coma almost a year ago, my number one goal was to get back into this ring and entertain you guys again. After being in a coma for 9 months, 2 days, 14 hours, 43 minutes, and 23 seconds, that’s right I keep count, I told myself, after everyone in my family, even my own brother, abandoned me and left me for dead, that I was going to comeback for one person, myself. I told myself I would spend 9 months, 2 days, 14 hours, 43 minutes, and 23 seconds exactly, training to get back in the ring, for me, not you guys, me. When I got out of rehab the first thing I did was look on the WFWF website to keep up to date. There was no memorial page, no former superstar’s page, hell I’m not even under the alumni section. The WFWF seems to have erased me from their history.


He pauses for a breath.


David Roberts: So when I figured out that before my coma I wasted time busting my ass for you jackasses who don’t give a damn about me, I decided that I need to do this for me. So I went some place where I could be by myself, train by myself, in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Then I realized, eh, chuckles a little bit that I couldn’t do this by myself. I was gonna give up on my comeback not even 2 days in. As I was leaving the beat down old piece of crap gym I was in, I saw a familiar face. An old man that I watched wrestle in an old indy federation around where I grew up. His name is Walter Wright, the man known as “The Player.” He had recognized me from WFWF and was amazed I was out of a coma. After I told him my story and how I wanted to come back but no one could help me, he volunteered himself to get me back in shape. So for 9 months, 2 days, 14 hours, 43 minutes, and 23 seconds we trained in the basement of that poopty gym where in the ring they had, I rebuilt myself to be an animal. So after that time, I contacted the WFWF head management, who were also shocked to hear from me, and told them I want in. Because King Kraig was always a fan of me, he let me back in. So now that I’m back, I need action. So you remember that battle royal you just saw with all those no names in it? You probably don’t because all your brains can process is the crap that you’ve seen the past year or so with me gone. Well anyways, the winner of that battle royal, whoever that was, will be facing me at 'Before the Devil Knows You're There' in my in-ring return. And after I win, I’m going to show everyone that David Roberts is no longer the push-over of the WFWF, that David Roberts isn’t the good guy every kid looks up to, I’m going to show the WFWF and the world that David Roberts is on his way to the top. Oh yeah….you better believe the hype.


Numb comes over the loudspeaker as David Roberts drops the mic and jumps out of the ring. The fans boo as Roberts walks up the ramp with a smirk on his face, staring at his opponent at the Pay Per View, Mak Cross, as the screen fades to black.

[bad guy™]

Matthew Werner: And we're back. Suffice to say, that was NOT the Purple stuff.


Matt Steel: Now here's the match I know EVERYONE's looking forward to.


Hollywood Honor and Vanilla Pepsi tied up. Hollywood Honor put a whoopin' all over Pepsi's Vanilla ass, as everyone already knew Coke > Pepsi. Needless to say, Honor popped and busted Pepsi's cap and then he effectively flattened him with the Hollywood Snapshot for the victory.


(PS: No worries fans, no Pepsi's were actually harmed in the writing of this match, although one can of frosty Ginger Ale did not survive.)


Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Hollywood Honor!


Matthew Werner nods his head in enjoyment of the match, sipping a Pepsi. Matt Steel looks at him. Then in the ring at Vanilla, and then back at Werner.


Matt Steel: Filthy cannibal.


Matthew Werner:


Matt Steel: Although as we mourn our fallen comrade, it's match time once more.


AJ King and Stuntman sized each other up, AJ King by far the bigger man. Some catch wrestling ensued, Stuntman visibly distracted, knowing that King's lackey is somewhere in the arena. King nailed a few combinations as he put the hurt on Stuntman.


Matt Steel: I have to say, this WFWF Young Guns initiative is quite the success. Stuntman. Oscar Conrad Davidson. Mak Cross. Hollywood Honor...it's ridiculously awesome.


Stuntman fought back though, he knew that he had to make an impact. Just then King's lackey came out of the crowd, pipe in hand. He knocked out the ref. It was AJ King and the man in black against Stuntman. Stuntman tried to fight back, but the pipe hit harder than his fists and kicks.


The arena went black as the opening bars of "Just Walk Away" blared over the loud speakers.


The crowd began to cheer.


Matthew Werner: Speaking of Young Guns...


Matt Steel: HOLY SH*T!


As the spotlight focused on the entrance ramp and a slight mist rose, Chris Avalon emerged from the production center to the side of the stage. He bolted to the ring. King and his partner looked at the ramp and saw Chris Avalon bolting down to the ring, chair in hand. Avalon smacked Kings lackey down with the chair. A new ref started his run down to the ring as Avalon slid out of the ring, pointing down King. The ref slid in. King, distracted, turned around and was met with a knee to the face by Stuntman. Stunts then ascended the top rope and nailed his 630 Splash for the victory.


Keri Thames: Here is your winner, Stuntman!


Stuntman raises his arm in victory as Avalon rolls into the ring. Stuntman, a little thankful and a little irritated at the save nods his head at Avalon and then ducks out of the ring, leaving Chris alone with a mic in hand.


Chris Avalon: Some of were lost, and some of us were found, but most of us were beaten by life to the ground! I was lost. I was found. I was beaten to the ground, but now I'm back, and I'm better than ever.


As he shouts his final remarks, the house lights once again drop as he drops the mic as we then fade into a commercial.

[bad guy™]

...and we're back!


Carter Contra is already in the ring. Sorry Carter. Write a better entrance in your profile.


The lights in the arena dim, The introduction of "Last Resort" by Papa Roach plays, but only leads into “Wrap Your Troubles In Dreams” by The 69 Eyes, which blares over the P/A system. The lights immediately come back up and begin to flash in the entrance way, Percy Jackson making his way through the curtain followed shortly behind by Phillip Schneider. Percy is pushing a shopping cart to the ring with several large cardboard boxes in it. Ending the entourage is Kylie Pierce, a very unflattering track suit that says “Kylie” in bold white letters on the back of the jacket. Schneider makes his way to the ring, climbing to the apron and peeling off his jacket, setting it in the corner before climbing into the ring. Schneider stretches his hands and wrists a bit as he waits for the referee to check him for foreign objects.


Matt Steel: Hey ref.. don’t check him for weapons. CHECK THOSE FLIPPIN BOXES AT RINGSIDE!


Matthew Werner: Lord only know what’s inside those boxes..


Matt Steel: The Lord doesn’t. He doesn’t dirty his hands with stuff like this. This is more Satan’s territory.


Bell sounds and this match is under way. The two men approach center ring. Contra puts his hands up for a lock up. Schneider pokes him in the eyes. Carter grabs at his eyes and Schneider kicks him in the thigh, then the quadriceps, then the back of the shin. Schneider spinning back kicks Carter in the stomach to take him off of his feet.


Matthew Werner: Carter thinking this would be a nice clean match.. Yeah..


Matt Steel: He’d have a cleaner match if this was a Hog Pen match!


Schneider pulls Carter back to his feet. Irish whip into the corner from Schneider on Carter. Schneider runs into the corner. Carter with a leap frog. Carter with a standing moonsault, kicking Schneider in the face. Schneider is stunned. Carter back to his feet. Belly to belly suplex on Schneider. Carter is going for something big. He climbs to the top rope in the same turn buckle that Schneider just whipped him into. Schneider shakes the ropes. Carter falls on the top, crotching himself on the top buckle. Schneider pushes him down into a Tree of Woe.


Matthew Werner: Apocalyptic Era coming up. Schneider clearly not being paid by the hour tonight..


Matt Steel: What’s in those boxes??


Matthew Werner: Maybe it’s a new suit and tie for you..


Matt Steel: Doubt it.


Schneider with a chop to the upside down chest of Carter. He climbs to the top rope. Carter leans up. He grabs the top rope, shaking it and causing Schneider to fall, but he falls to the apron. Carter pulls himself all the way to the top rope. He dives and takes Schneider off of the apron and to the floor with a close range cross body.


Matt Steel: Well that was ugly. Carter just fell a good ten feet to the arena floor.


Matthew Werner: And those mats on the floor aren’t thick. They are gym mats. They provide little padding for crash landings, mostly there for aesthetics.


Carter is the first to his feet. He claps his hands, encouraging the crowd to clap for him. In this time of stalling, Schneider recovers. He pushes Carter into the ring steps shoulder first. Schneider grabs one of the cardboard boxes out of the shopping cart. He lays it on the arena floor.. Then he jumps on it. The box tears and busts open.. Revealing a big green thing.


Matthew Werner: Well, we know what’s in the boxes now.. But what is it..


Matt Steel: I think.. I think that’s a turtle shell..


Matthew Werner: Turtles don’t grow that big you idiot.


Matt Steel: Did you ever play Mario?


Schneider with his shell. He winds up and throws the shell with all of his might. Carter Contra rolls out of the way. The shell hits the ring steps and shatters.


Matt Steel: I expected it to ricochet.


Schneider, realizing his attack is for naught, rolls back into the ring. Carter decides to agree with this decision. The two lock up. Carter with a go behind waist lock. Standing switch from Schneider into a single leg take down, then a float over. Schneider to his feet and before Carter can get up, Schneider kicks him in the face.


Matthew Werner: Fighting with PRIDE!


Matt Steel: What are you talking about?


Schneider with the first cover of the contest.


... 1 ...


... 2 ...


Kick out by Contra. Schneider pulls Contra to a vertical base. Irish whip into the ropes by Schneider. Schneider goes for the Yakuza Kick. Contra rolls underneath it with a lucha roll. Flying forearm from Contra takes Schneider off his feet. Nip up from Contra. Schneider rolls to his feet. Contra grabs him in a side headlock. Schneider breaks free. Spinning back fist from Schneider. Carter falls to his knees stunned. A second spinning back fist from Schneider. Schneider down for a cover.


... 1 ...


... 2 ...


... 3 ...


Keri Thames: here is your winner, Phillip Schneider!


Schneider raises his arm, standing over the downed Carter Contra. We cut to the back.


Stacy Grey: I am currently joined here by Oscar Conrad Davidson.


Oscar Conrad Davidson: Hey Stacy, thanks for having me today.


Stacy Grey: Glad to have you Oscar, now, I believe you have something you want to say to the WFWF universe. Is that true?


Oscar takes the microphone from Stacy and clears his throat.


Oscar Conrad Davidson: Yes Stacy, I do have something I want to say. Stuntman, if you're listening to this, I am issuing you a challenge for the next PPV, Before the Devil Knows You're There. I gotta say, you most certainly have the look of a rising star, but as of right now I'm not totally convinced. I saw your match with AJ King. Honestly? You were getting whooped on until Chris Avalon showed up to save you, albeit the last few seconds of your match were all you. I want to fight you. I want to test your skills. I want to see if you could have beaten King on your own, or if you were in the right place at the right time. So, Stuntman, do you accept my challenge?


Oscar waits a couple of seconds before continuing.


Oscar Conrad Davidson: You know what? Don't respond, Stuntman. Surprise the WFWF. Just show up in the ring. Prove me wrong. Thanks for having me, Stacy.


Oscar walks away after handing Stacy the mic back.


Stacy Grey: Thanks for that Oscar...


Oscar walks away as we fade from Stacy. Commercial break time!

[bad guy™]

And we're back. Movie time!


It's like a scene right out of a 1940's American Noir film. A steady blues beat is playing in the background as a man in a custom tailored suit, fedora hat and all, steps out of a luxury car. He takes a few steps, only his shoes and pantleg now being seen. He appears to open the trunk, and some metal's being shuffled around, clicked into place, etcetera. The trunk locks shut now and the man takes a few more steps down the road, something lengthy and metal now glistening in the moonlight. He turns slightly, still hiding his face behind the fedora.


Man: Becoming a made man is hard work, but you know, in this life, it's the only thing that will keep you safe. Give you security. Take care of your own. I was once on the brink of greatness, I even had a status symbol to prove it, but then I fell down the ladder, knocking my head one rung after another. But now, I am beginning my road to redemption. I have to start somewhere, and by returning to the place that gave me my start, that's one mighty way to start my ascension in the Family once more.


Less focus is on the man now, more on the building down the road from him. The marquee reads 'Before the Devil Knows You're There' in bright letters, it's the arena for the show which is right outside of Hell, Michigan. Just like that, the focus is back on the man, whos face is still unnoticeable.


Man: I'm back, and this time things are going to be different. There's no more running. No more hiding. I'm coming at the WFWF once more and making a bigger impact then anyone's ever seen, and you'd better believe it.


The man raises the metal in his hand which is now revealed to be an old style AK. The screen goes black. Shots are fired, and bullet holes on the screen spell out:


Jon O'Deeves


The camera pans back out to the fans. 'Unstoppable' by E.S. Posthumus begins to resonate throughout the arena as a video appears on the titan tron. Words pop up on the tron:


“The cancer of the WFWF, once on top of the world has been proven to be what he is. Useless.

The video is then filled with shots of Thunder getting beat down by various, and at one of the slower points, on the verge of tears after losing his WFWF Championship to EBR back at Super Brawl V. The beat picks up, as do the beatings on video. Everyone from Phillip Schneider to EBR to Alex Sean to Reckless. Everyone's beating him down. Then the words:


“But then a savior arose from his shadow to save the people.”


The video transforms into light, showing Shawn Malakai destroying many a people from Justin Tyme to Justin Tyger to Reckless to David Williams. As the orchestra reaches its crescendo point, Malakai is shown in his match against Thunder at Attack, putting hurt on the shocked man. The song reaches its end, a shot or Shawn Malakai holding his WFWF International Championship high. All four competitors are now in the ring for the tag match.


Stone and Demon started the match, and from the get go Demon was in control. He had the holds, the hits...every move of Stone's scouted out. Stone was dragged into the corner of Demon/Brown, and a series of quick tags were implemented by the duo, beating Stone down pretty bad. When all hope seemed lost, Stone began to fight back against Hutton Brown. It was remarkable and valiant. Hutton was down, Stone went to tag Malakai, but Malakai jumped off the apron, refusing to get injured before his match with Thunder. Stone hollered out of the ring at him as he and Yukio ascended the ramp. Stone turned around and fought some more, valiantly, but in the end succumbed to Hutton Brown's Blacklight.


Keri Thames: Here are your winners, Trace Demon and Hutton Brown!


Matthew Werner: Quite a win there for that duo, but what was up with Malakai?


Matt Steel: Why should he wrestle when he has to defend against Thunder next week? I can think of people who have had easier roads to title matches.


La zing~!


The camera pans out, and then onto the titantron as a scene opens on a long deserted road the sun roasting the road making it almost shimmer. A lone man can be seen walking with a dufflebag over his shoulder. His jeans are cut and his black jacket has seen better days too. His hood is up protecting his face from the sun. He turns around to the camera and we see a championship belt across his shoulder and one around his waist, the sun sparkling off both of them as they have clearly been polished. He turns to the camera and begins to speak.


Mystery Man: Hello there . You must be wondering who I am? NO? You shouldn't be, thinking on it. In this era of fast and mindless TV a face like mine is long forgotten. Six years ago I was one of the fastest rising stars in the industry. I started out in the Insane Wrestling Federation as Bryan Blade, a follower of the Occult. What a load of bullcrap that turned out to be. I hated the shrade I was playing, but I persevered and won the tag titles there with a guy called Hardkore Kade a muscle bound idiot.


He breathes.


Mystery Man: Then that company folded, so I moved to UHW where I won the Xtreme Title in a month sharp, but once again I was screwed and left again as the walls were crumbling around the place. Suffice to say I carry these titles as a reminder to myself. A reminder of how good I can be. But I'm sick of carrying them, they're dead weight from a dead past. It's time for me to come back and make a new future. Bryan James is back bitch.


The camera fades to black as he turns and continues to walk down the road. We're back on the announcers now.


Matthew Werner: Main Event time. Super Brawl V was a classic, do you think we'll get yet another classic Matt?


Matt Steel: EBR's in the match.


Matthew Werner: Your point being?


Matt Steel: Wrong answer. The correct answer is, EBR's in the match, so it's bound to be great.


In the main event long time rivals EBR and Thunder faced yet again in an engaging contest, as is their norm. Consistent with his performances over his past two matches EBR was aggressive from the moment the bell rung, attacking Thunder with various forearms and punches, and once Thunder would land on the mat, various shots with his knee. The former Heavyweight Champion and current number one contender to the International Championship was able to rally from the early difficulties, eventually capitalizing with a Shining Wizard after having brought EBR down to the canvas with a Short-Arm Clothesline. As the match came to its conclusion, Thunder was able to slide off of EBR’s shoulders and land behind him as he attempted his Folding Power-Bomb. Taking the Heavyweight Champion to the mat with a Bulldog Take-Down Thunder looked for the Thunder & Lightning to finish the match, but with EBR on his shoulders the former “America’s Wrestler” ruthlessly battled back with various hard elbows to Thunder’s dome piece. Dropping EBR and falling to the mat, Thunder was prone and vulnerable as EBR mounted his back and continually blasted him in the back of the head with his forearm viciously. Before long and not wanting a repeat of EBR’s previous matches, the referee called for the bell.

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Keri Thames: Your winner of the match by referee stoppage ... E-B-R!


After the bell is rung EBR gets off Thunder, waiting in the corner as Thunder brings himself to his feet, woozy from the hits he admirably took. Continuing to eye Thunder down from behind EBR soon slides off his elbow pad, dramatically throwing it to the side.[/color]


Matthew Werner: He’s looking for that damn George Atkinson Lariat again! Get out of the ring Thunder!


Staying perched in the corner EBR takes his time and refrains from moving. Eventually Thunder is able to regain his senses and remembers where he is and, remembering who he’s facing, wisely opts to slide out of the ring. He looks back in at EBR who simply stares back before mouthing something along the lines of “could have, bro”.[/color]


Matt Steel: That was nothing more than sending a message, Matty. He’s making sure to let Thunder know that it could have been much worse.


Matthew Werner: Yes, because EBR deserves recognition for refraining from trying to injure his opponents.


Matt Steel: I’m sure Thunder’s cool with it.


Requesting a microphone and his Heavyweight Title, EBR receives both.[/color]


EBR: I figure I’ll let Shawn Malakai get his crack at Thunder. I’m diplomatic that way.


He begins to methodically pace around the ring, his Heavyweight Title slung over his shoulder.[/color]


EBR: So, as I’m sure you all already figured it out, I’ll just confirm it for y’all; Alex Sean is not here.


Relatively speaking, the audience’s reaction is that of a collective sigh of disappointment at Alex Sean not being here. Considering his family situation in the past three weeks, it’s perhaps understandable.[/color]


EBR: It’s disenchanting. I put in the effort to get Alex Sean’s attention and that, apparently, was all for naught. I was looking forward to Alex coming out here and hopefully dropping my name, followed by me coming out here and puttin’ in work, but alas ... I’m the only one out here. So what that ultimately means is, and I think it’s a pretty foregone conclusion ... Alex Sean is scurred.


He leans over the ropes, microphone to his mouth.[/color]


EBR: What gives, man? Where you at? You’re not here, and you weren’t in Baltimore, so where you at? Where you hidin’? C’mon man, even you cuz had the courage to face me.


Stepping away from the ropes EBR continues.[/color]


EBR: It’s not surprising though. This is Alex Sean at his core. We all talk a big game until we get punched in the face, right? As much as I’d like to fly to wherever Sean is at and go Seal Team 6 on him, frankly, I shouldn’t have to be the one who has to continue to step up. I’ve done my part yet somehow it still ain’t enough?


He pauses.[/color]


EBR: But ultimately, I want that match with Sean. So if I gotta flush him out from wherever he’s hiding, that’s apparently just what I’ll do. So at “Before The Devil Knows You’re There”, I’m calling Alex Sean out. If he doesn’t show up, then I’ll make it more personal. And if he doesn’t show up after that, I’ll keep doing it. Until eventually, hopefully ... he grows some God damn pride and self-respect.


“Dark Fantasy” by Kanye West begins to play as EBR drops the microphone and slides under the bottom rope, dragging the Heavyweight Title behind him.[/color]


Matthew Werner: You have to wonder what EBR has in store, but knowing him, I can’t believe it will be anything less than petty.


Matt Steel: Hey man, he laid down the challenge. It’s up to Alex Sean to show up and accept it. Alex Sean, you’re on the clock.


Matthew Werner: Whatever the case, this has been our presentation of the “The Purple Stuff”, see you at “Before The Devil Knows You’re There”!


The WFWF logo flashes across the bottom of the screen as EBR continues to slowly ascend the ramp, confidently nodding along to his music. It’s a quality song.[/color][/center]

[One Love]

Ladies and Gents David Roberts is back.

[ahunter8056]

Glad to see that I came really close to winning my match.

[Squatch]

Man, Hollywood Honor is a rising star. (Smiles)

[bad guy™]

Jul 31, 2011 17:55:58 GMT -5 Squatch said:

Man, Hollywood Honor is a rising star. (Smiles)

You're two and zero brah, movin' on up in the world.

[Deleted]

LOVED the results! I didn't win, but I was lasted till 3rd. Yeehaw.

[Deleted]

Damn! I actually won? That's pretty cool.

[Deleted]

1-0, good start, looking forward to my next test. Great event.

[wweuniverse47871]

Awesome! Really glad I won my first match, Stuntman is 1 - 0 and the number of wins is going to keep rising from here.

Congratulations to everyone else who won and better luck next time to those who lost.

[brianregan09]

I lost ........its a conspiracy !!! Just kidding congrats to Jobber J

[Revelation O'Deeves]

feels good to b back

[Prophet of Ash]

Jul 31, 2011 17:35:33 GMT -5 One Love said:

Ladies and Gents David Roberts is back.

I put you in a coma about 3 years ago. Not opposed to doing it again. Just saying.

[One Love]

Aug 1, 2011 10:40:35 GMT -5 Prophet of Ash said:

Jul 31, 2011 17:35:33 GMT -5 One Love said:

Ladies and Gents David Roberts is back.

I put you in a coma about 3 years ago. Not opposed to doing it again. Just saying.

Actually it was a guy named Marty in my rp's.

[Prophet of Ash]

F*ck You left a legacy of blood. CBT.. dead.. David Roberts.. comatose.. Pierce Deville.. Incarcerated.

[Halloween King]

I have to say im not happy one bit.

I dont care so much for winning or losing but the way my guy (lincoln) was played here. In the description I said he was over 6'6 and over 350, and yet you have him doing hurracanrannas? and skinning the cat? A Hurracanranna is fine for smaller guys I guess but I have always hated the skin the cat thing.

Just think for a sec LLBD or who ever set the match when on gods green earth have you ever seen a big guy do those moves?

[bad guy™]

Aug 3, 2011 23:14:30 GMT -5 Halloween King said:

I have to say im not happy one bit.

I dont care so much for winning or losing but the way my guy (lincoln) was played here. In the description I said he was over 6'6 and over 350, and yet you have him doing hurracanrannas? and skinning the cat? A Hurracanranna is fine for smaller guys I guess but I have always hated the skin the cat thing.

Just think for a sec LLBD or who ever set the match when on gods green earth have you ever seen a big guy do those moves?

I appologize. When I went to look at the bios for styles, I must have gotten yours confused with Kam Paynes, and thought his was the big guy and I forgot to double check. I didn't even catch that till now. I'm sorry. It was an honest mistake.

[Prophet of Ash]

Aug 3, 2011 23:14:30 GMT -5 Halloween King said:

I have to say im not happy one bit.

I dont care so much for winning or losing but the way my guy (lincoln) was played here. In the description I said he was over 6'6 and over 350, and yet you have him doing hurracanrannas? and skinning the cat? A Hurracanranna is fine for smaller guys I guess but I have always hated the skin the cat thing.

Just think for a sec LLBD or who ever set the match when on gods green earth have you ever seen a big guy do those moves?

you'll be glad to know, your match this week is written as a big man match