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 Posted: Thu Oct 08, 2009 3:10 pm
The Angel's TitantronThe Angel's Entrance Music~After a considerable pause in the action The Angels music is heard throughout the arena and the man who attacked The Pink Avenger slowly makes his way out from the back. A quick camera pan of the arena reveals fans holding signs reading: "Angel, Why?" as well as "God's Gift to Nothing" just to name a few. The crowd is in almost complete silence with the exception of the small flock of Pink Avenger fans who are booing Angel as loud as they can, hoping that he can hear the: "You Suck" and "a*****e" chants that they are trying to get started. Angel makes his way down the ramp with a look on his face that almost looks like sympathy, which is probably the only thing saving him from being showered with boos and jeers. Maybe, just maybe, Angel had a logical reason for his attack on The Pink Avenger. He finishes walking down the ramp, and makes his way into the ring, bending down to grab the microphone set in place for him by the stage hand. He climbs under the ropes and into the ring walking to the center of the ring and pausing for a few seconds looking out into the fans for whom he put his body on the line to entertain for years. The thoughts rolling through his head were conflicting, he wasn't exactly sure what he was about to say but knew he needed to say something. He slowly looked up into the arena, raising the microphone to his mouth to speak in a low almost monotoned voice which was very uncharacteristic for The Angel ~"I was involved in a tag team title match with my partner....The Pink Avenger. People say that we were closing in on capturing those titles, when I Excommunicated The Pink Avenger, dropping him to a heap on the mat, and abandoning him which resulted in us missing out on the tag team championships. Take a look"~The crowd begins a light chorus of boos and jeers as the titiantron recaps the events that took place, from Angel hitting excommunication on T.P.A. to Prophecy from The Philadelphia Young Guns pinning T.P.A. while Angel watched from the ramp~"Now people have been asking me all week: 'Angel, why'd you do it?' and I have been doing a lot of soul searching myself, trying to think of just what it was that came over me that caused me to attack my own partner. And I think I figured it out. I looked at The Pink Avenger....and I saw myself 5 years ago when I started in this industry, right here in this very ring, i wrestled Randy Orton in a steel cage match for the WHU Championship. And each and everyone of you cheered me to win, you pushed me, you rallied behind me, I was your Hero. But what happened at the end of that match do you remember? I fell short, and I injured my shoulder and neck, and injury that I have never truly recovered from. But you continued to cheer me when I made my return, and I had a head of steam and met GBL in a match for the Undisputed title, and lets see, how did that match end? Once again, I fell short, and I re injured myself and was out of action for two years."~The crowd looks on as Angel is telling this story, a little unsure how to take it at this point. Angel begins to slowly pace around the ring still speaking~"But what does this all mean? I mean your probably asking yourself: 'Why is he bringing all this up, what does that have to do with The Pink Avenger, and the chance I blew at being 1/2 of the tag team champions? Well, I'll tell you there is a reason for this little history lesson, because that is exactly what it is....it's history. Along with my days of trying to please each and every one of you ungrateful sycophants. I place the blame for the attack on T.P.A. on you!!"~The crowd is rapidly beginning to dislike where this is going and starts to boo and jeer The Angel, who disregards it and continues to speak~"The fact that you sit here and boo me even further cements that everything I have said couldn't be more true. The fact that when I put my body on the line, to save you from the bad guy, when I step up and be your hero, your behind me 100%. But let me ask you: when is it enough? When does it get to be my turn to be on top? Because me playing hero has gotten me nowhere but injured, beaten down, broken, and a laughing stock. But I'm telling you this right now, I'm going to climb to the top of that mountain, and when I get there, when I am standing tall as The Undisputed Champion...I'll finally be able to say that I have accomplished something worth while by myself. without all of you hanging on my every move, wanting me to be a Saviour, a Guide, A HERO!!!~The crowd is in complete and udder shock as Angel drops the mic in the center of the ring. The things that he has just said have basically told them that not only is he on a quest to become the Undisputed Champion, he will apparently cut and corner and take any shortcut necessary to get to the top. What does this mean for Angel's future in WWFG?~
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Posted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 7:06 pm
'The PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK Aveeeeeeeenger...!'
The heroic music of the Bright Hero played out as he took the stage in his normal attire. His cape was around his shoulders and he held a mic in hand. His eyes locked on his former tag partner. With his face covered, it was hard to tell of his facial expressions, but it could be said that he wasn't too pleased.
"The only person to blame for the evil that was placed forth in that ring is you, Angel," P.A. spoke out with the crowd cheering on in agreement. "You are the pure definition of a Hero gone Villain. Though, I can not even look at you and dare to think that you were any kind of hero. Heroes are meant to save. Heroes are meant to put the people before himself. They do the right thing, because it is the right thing. It is a heavy burden only a select few can hold. Angel, you never were a hero. In fact, your name is a disgrace to the heavens above. You are no hero.. You are no Angel. That just leaves the question on everyone's mind. What are you? I don't know that answer, but I do know one thing." P.A. stopped as he pointed to who he now believes is a no-named villain.
"You are an evil that must be stopped. A vile beast that turned his back on the people. Only one man is suitable to avenge these people. I will light up the correct path for you, or I will close it where you stand. Every place needs a real Hero, and this federation has one now. It's a shame that you had to turn your back on that hero."
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Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 9:28 pm
(Okay I have to fight the urge to pull a Cena...)
~Angel looks on at The Pink Avenger as he speaks of hero's and something about how Angel isn't an Angel, but it really just gets jumbled out as Angel doesn't even really listen to anything except the key points of T.P.A.'s little speech. He then looks up and out into the crowd and begins to speak~
"Who am I?"
~Angel pauses for a second~
"The question there should be...who are you? Your a laughing stock, a spectacle. Your just another fad-wrestler that will be out of here in a month or two. And you have the nerve to come down to the ring where I have lost more blood, sweat and tears then you could even possibly imagine and tell me that I am an 'evil that must be stopped' and your gonna 'light the correct path'. Yet here you stand before me...ready to fight for what you believe in. Your ready to lay it all on the line for something that you believe to be right, and you don't care about the outcome."
~The crowd listens, quietly snickering and jeering Angel, but still trying to hear what he has to say~
"But let me tell you something, what you think to be right will get you nowhere. I know because I used to think just like you. I thought that I had to come out here, and put on a show. Get the crowd behind me, and then I would get what I wanted. I thought that no matter what, as long as the fans loved me, that would be all that matters. But let me tell you something. The former WHU Champion Randy Orton, with whom I had my first match in WWFG, did some of the most despicable things that I have ever seen. He lied, cheated, undercut people, did whatever he had to do to get to, and stay on the top. But I still had the fans. I walked into a steel cage with that very man, with every man, women and child in that arena cheering for me, I had the favor of the crowd, I put on a show, I did everything that I knew to do, and I fell short, because Orton grabbed my tights after RKO'ing me off the top rope. That match caused me to suffer a broken hand, and I was out of action for 6 months."
~Angel paces around the room, keeping a careful eye on T.P.A~
"When I returned however, none of these people even remembered who I was. But Orton's name was still everywhere. It was like I never existed. And it took me seeing you, as minus the fruity pink outfit, you are a near mirror image of me, and seeing the way the fans reacted to you to realize that I was nothing more then a flavor of the week goody two shoes, nobody.It took me kicking you in the head, to send a message to each and every one of these nobodies, that all people like you and the old me were good for are a few good matches, maybe an Intercontinental title reign. But personally I want something bigger. So I have to excommunicate a few of my demons. Starting with...."
~Angel stood there as the crowd boos over powered him speaking into the World Wrestling Federation Guild's microphone~
Tim Edit sad There are others in this promo.)
Angel edit: there are??
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Posted: Sat Oct 24, 2009 2:45 pm
Just then the crowd jumped to they're feet when they heard the sound of the menacing homophone. Tyson came walking from the back with his slow gangsta step. Tyson had on his bulletproof vest, all black New York Yankees hat, platinum chains, and a mic. He made his way down the ramp his eyes never leaving the ring. Approaching the ring, Tyson climbed the steps and walked across the apron before entering the ring. Quickly the music faded, and Tyson made his way over to Angel P.A. He raised the mic to his mouth and began to speak, after taking a deep breath. "*****... You gotta a lot of brass." Tyson lowered the mic and took his thumb across his nose, clearing out a nostril. "You see last time we were in the ring together, me and my homie had you beat. Now I hear you out here talking like you've been deep in the game, like you've done a thing or two in this business. Tell me Angel... What have you done? Really?" Tyson said lowering the mic to let Angel speak.
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