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 Posted: Tue Jun 15, 2010 6:31 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 1:19 pm
At the sound of the infamous two words the crowd erupted to they're feet as the theme of the current Number One Contender's music hit the PA. However as they believed Disciple was about to make his way to the ring to open the night, they we're a bit surprised to only see The Dreadnaught's Uncle, Nathanial Creed. The Sinister Manipulator of Evil walked out onto the stage, and stopped just before the ramp. Adjusting his long jacket, Nathanial gave the crowd a stern look as he continued down the ramp, gripping his cane in the middle, not using it to walk. Approaching the ring, Nathanial properly took his time up the steel steps, and across the apron before getting into the ring. He stepped in through the ropes and casually made his way across the ring, demanding a mic. A stagehand reached through ropes with a microphone and Nathanial firmly took it in his hand and walked back to the middle of the ring. With his other hand he slammed the bottom of the cane into the canvas a few times signaling for the music to end. After a few moments the restless crowd settled down and Nathanial raised the mic to his lips to speak.
"Listen closely Children for I have a Tale to tell.. Not to long before WWE:E's hiatus, my nephew... Disciple.. Was crowned Number One Contender for Michael Landry's title, a title in which has been alluding my dear Nephew's grasp for quite sometime now.."
Nathanial paused for moment as the crowd began to wondering why Disciple was not out there with he's Uncle.
"You see the most dominate force in the entirety of the WWE:E has been screwed and shoved aside by Superstars and Management alike. Let me explain.. In the beginning Cartwright reigned over HIS kingdom as WWE:E Undisputed Heavyweight Champion, and Kelly King sought after HIS crown. With what little compassion and humility my dear Nephew had, he put his past aside to lend a hand to 2.0, only to be brutally betrayed by the snake King is.. All for the sake of keeping the title within the tight pack of friends I've come to acknowledge as The Rat Pack. Stone, Landry, and King. However! Because I cared for my Nephew, I came to help him out, by managing him, making sure he did not unleash the true rage and aggression he has for those individual. So instead I decided to have Disciple truly show his worth and rightful place as WWE:E Undisputed Champion by earning it, and defeating all those who stood before him. Disciple mutilated Matt Stone so bad he quit the business, and King was so fearful of his wrath he simply vanished without a trace. So then there was one... Michael Landry, WWE:E's Undisputed Champion... A man that took advantage of he's friend's cowardice."
Nathanial then began to pause as he took a moment.
"You see because of recent events, I've advised my Nephew to take the night off. Despite Management's want to place him in the ring with Landry tonight. Not just for Landry's benefits, but for all others who should just happen to be in he's path, as I fear my control over him is slipping.. So tonight Michael Landry, take this as warning. My Nephew is angry, and unlike previous encounters, by which you have barely managed to slip by and survive, he wants more then just that title strapped snugly around your waist. He wants your pain and suffering, for he feeds off the agony of others, and like a mention before. I fear... NO, I Dread the thought that my control is slipping.."
And with that Nathanial lowered the mic, and began to head towards the ropes to make his leave.~Landry feel free to post if you think it's appropriate, if not I'll just end the promo.~
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 11:54 am
((Sorry it took me so long to respond. I would have been all over this if I knew it existed, lol))
Landry is shown backstage in his private locker room watching the promo on his flat screen television. The camera turns to his face, revealing a look of deep anxiety and disturbance. He clutched his Undisputed Championship closed to his chest, standing up and walking backwards towards the door.
Landry bumps into something and instantly turns around in a start. He pants heavily and reaches out to touch the large black coat that hung on his coat rack.
"Heheh...Heheheheh...It's a coat...Heheheheh huh!"
Landry has to make sure, and he touches it one more time before he's sure Disciple isn't inside of it.
His obnoxious smile returns to his face and he slings the belt over his shoulder, walking out the door into the hallways to prepare for his main event match.
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