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Stephanie M McMahon Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2018 8:35 pm
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Stephanie M McMahon generated a random number between
1 and 5 ...
3!
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2018 7:21 am
new Elimination Chamber match rules in effect for this match exclusively.
Something that isn't normally done but we're trying it out here for the first time and see how that goes.
Triple H is starting the match, but who joins him at number 2?
1. Chris Hero
2. Rob Van Dam
3. Chris Jericho
4. Joey Garcia
5. Shawn Michaels.
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Stephanie M McMahon Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2018 8:15 pm
"CHRIS IS AWESOME, HE'S AS HOT AS IT GETS"
Suddenly, 'Chris is Awesome', Chris Hero's theme song came on the sound system, blaring throughout the arena. From the back, Chris Hero would walk out sporting a jacket with a hoodie on, which covered most of his face, not wanting the crowd to see him. The crowd would boo Hero, who they disliked for aligning himself with the greatest manager in sports entertainment, the one and only, the man with the most sweet 'n' sour power in the biz, Sweet 'n' Sour Promotions owner, Larry Sweeney, who decided to accompany Hero tonight. Larry would give Hero tips, telling him that opportunities like this were scarce and that tonight was the night to bring SnS Promotions the gold. Chris would nod, agreeing with his manager.
[From Metropolis, weighing two hundred and forty five pounds... CHRIIIIIS HEEEEROOOO!]
Chris wouldn't pump up the crowd, he didn't even try as he was dead serious. Chris didn't want to mess up this chance to become champion, so he didn't distract himself with petty fanservice, so he thought. Hero got in the ring and subsequently got into his pod. Before he got in, though, he took his jacket off and gave it to Sweeney, who'd take care of it. Inside his pod, Chris would stretch, and pump himself up, getting ready to unleash hell on the other competitors.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2018 10:14 pm
Once Chris Hero would make his entrance, Larry would stand outside of the chamber, being handed a microphone. Sweet 'n' Sour was eager to put over his client, and most importantly, his promotion.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOOOOYS AND GIIIIRLS, welcoooome to NO! WAY! OUT!!! The night where we'll witness history be made! Oooh yeah! Tonight, a spectacular match will unfold, and I guarantee you that all hell will break loose! Yeees~ I like the sound of that!" Ecstatic, Larry would grin and chuckle. "TONIGHT! Sweet 'n' Sour's first ever client, a man that is destined for greatness, a man that is ruthless, relentless, merciless, fearless; he is THE SAVIOR OF CWF! His name's Chris Hero and he's THE man that will destroy every other LOSER that dares cross his path in that damned chamber - including THAT BIG-NOSED, ROIDED UP, VINCENT KENNEDY MCMAHON a** KISSING, POWER ABUSING, TITLE LOSING, so called 'C.O.O.' of the CWF... THE GAME, Triple H! Hunter, better kiss that title goodbye, since Hero's gonna save us from your horrendous title reign, you paper champ!" Larry would laugh after roasting Triple H. "Don't get me started on the 'Kingslayer' Seth Rollins. Oh no. Seth's insulted himself pretty bad enough by promoting CrossFit. CROSSFIT? YOU SHOULD SWITCH THAT 'F' WITH AN 'H', it'd be more fitting!" Larry would chuckle once more. "Really, how can you call these men 'contenders'? HBK? RVD? Joey Garcia?... Joey Garcia?... JOEY GARCIA?! REALLY?! This is insulting! Putting THESE men in the ring with the likes of CHRIS HERO! It's un-freakin'-believable. Whoever booked this crap MUST desperately want HERO to take the belt without breaking a sweat. Really, if you're so desperate, you should've given him the title already! I mean, these no-good bums are ALMOST as untalented as BROCK LESNAR, ROMAN REIGNS, RANDY ORTON AND THAT CURRY-EATING PIECE OF TRASH, JINDER MAHAL! I'm not such a bad guy, you know, that's why I emphasized ALMOST, cause no one is as bad as those god-awful pieces of crap!" Larry would chuckle once more. "BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT! It's okay! We're gonna see some carnage tonight! We're gonna see Chris Hero pummel the crap out of these bums and bring Sweet 'n' Sour the gold, baby! It'll be a night so epic, that it'll make CWF great again! My new motto: make CWF great again! After Hero brings me the gold, we're renaming it THE SWEET AND SOUR HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP OF THE WORLD! OOOH YEAH! Such a beautiful night this'll be! Just watch and behold, you filthy hicks! A king will be crowned tonight, and he'll save CWF from the crap champions it's had! WHO'S YOUR HERO?! IT'S CHRIS HERO!" Larry would keep on grinning, as he lowered the microphone and let the other competitors make their entrance.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2018 12:06 pm
 Rob Van Dam was backstage, preparing for his upcoming match by performing various leg exercises, warming himself up so he wouldn't be rusty when he got in the ring, and when he was told it was time to go, he begins walking towards the ring, through hallways and other backstage areas, stretching his arms while on his way. He smiles at people he was passing by, before eventually making it to the curtains. When he was given the signal, and when his theme started, RVD began to head to the arena."One of a Kind" hits the speakers in the arena and the audience pops with cheers once they heard it, knowing Rob Van Dam was about to come out and put on a show. RVD walks out from backstage, walking to the top of the ramp and does a "Rob..Van..Dam.." taunt before walking down the ramp a ways and begins high fiving some of the fans' hands, and is introduced. Announcer: "Intruducing from Battle Creek Michigan, weighing in at 236 pounds, ROB VAN DAM!"After his introduction, Rob made it to the ring, where he entered the chamber, climbing onto a corner and spreading his arms out, admiring the audience that has always cheered for him and supported him in his career. He gets down, circling the ring and eventually does another one of his RVD taunts before his theme would fade out and he begins to wait for his opponent/is ready for the match to start!
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 12:32 am
From the back, Joey Garcia comes out to his "adoring"fans. He waves to everyone, shaking hands and giving high fives to people at ring side. He keeps his happy go lucky smile and waves as the crowd boos, already sick of him. " On his way to the ring, weighing 230 pounds, from Brooklyn New York...JOEY GARCCCIA!" Joey makes his way up the steps and on to the apron, wiping his feet before getting in the ring. He runs around the ring, waving to fans and climbing the turnbuckles. He turns around, looking at everyone in the chamber. He lets out a cocky smile before being directed to his pod.
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 6:19 pm
[ -- ]
Oh, oh Shawn
I think I'm cute.
I know I'm sexy.
I've got the looks,
That drive the girls wild
I've got the moves, that really move 'em.
I send chills up.
Up and down their spines.
[ -- ]
"And approaching the ring, from San Antonio, Texas, weighing 225 pounds: The Heartbreak Kid (HBK), Shawn Michaels!"
Shawn Michael's famous theme song would erupt from the PA system as the crowd went up on their feet holding their signs. Seconds later he would come out from behind the tunnel pumped up, spinning around and taunting simultaneously. He waved his hands up 2x, trying to pump the crowd up. After the announcer had said his name, he spinned around one more time before leaning down to the eight while flexing his arms, showing off his muscles. His nameplate would then show up under him on the CWF screen, highlighting the show name along with his name and his twitter name right under it "@ShawnMichaels". As he did his signature taunt on the ramp, his pyrotechnics would go off behind him in front of the entrance. Shawn then got up and began spinning, taunting, jumping, etc as he made his way down the ramp. As he got to the bottom of the ramp, he enter the chamber and went into his pod. Shawn Michaels would be in his pod doing warm-ups such as stretching, cracking his neck, etc,.
[ -- ]
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
I'm just a sexy boy,
Sexy boy
I'm not your boy toy,
Boy toy
Eat your heart out girls
Hands off the
merchandise[ -- ]
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2018 7:37 pm
 "The Game" by Motorhead would instantly hit the PA system, as it would belong to no other than The Game, The King of Kings, The Almighty, Triple H. The audience would immediately pop to their feet as this match would take a turn for the better. Water bottle in hand, Triple H would stand over the smoke on the stage, as it would illuminate his body along with the lighting. He would pour the water over his baldish head, and take a sip before immediately spitting it out, thus beginning to walk to the ring. Around his waist would be the CWF World Heavyweight Championship, the most prestige prize in all of sports entertainment, because it was held by so few in the many many years it was active. And the few men that held it were one of the all time greats of this business.
Ring Announcer:"The following contest is the ELIMINATION CHAMBER MATCH FOR THE CWF WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing last, from Greenwich Connecticut, weighing in a two-hundred and fifty-six pounds, he is the C-O-O of CWF and the CWF World Heavyweight Champion, The Game.... TRRRIIIIIPLEEEE ... H!"
Triple H then stopped when he got to the ring, and looked around at the crowd with a serious game-face on that he was not in a joking matter. He then took a right turn and approached the ring, getting up on the apron with one knee. Triple H then completely stood up on the apron, facing the crowd's direction, pouring the water on his hair, and drinking the rest.
Triple H then threw the water bottle to the left. He looked left, and right going along to the theme song as he still had the water in his mouth. A spotlight shined over him, as the rest of the arena went semi-dark. He coiled his head back, spitting the water up in the air, doing his signature pose. He spit the water again, in the fans direction, as he then got in the ring through the second rope. He walked over to the turnbuckle all the way across the ring to the north east side, and climbed up on the second turnbuckle, he would then signal his arms with 'bowing motions' towards the crowd then pointing to himself with his thumbs, as he would then strike his signature pose again, as he would unstrap the title from around his waist and hold it up proudly.
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The Game TripIe H Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2018 5:05 am
Rob Van Dam would have entered his pod..... he being the replacement of John Cena due to Cena being too busy jerking off to Yankees GAYmes.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 5:40 pm
 
The arena would light up in flashy colors after a huge spark of pyro filled up the stage. That man was none other than Y2J, Chris Jericho. Chris Jericho stood there for a couple of seconds, feeling the energy of his entrance, as pyro would begin to go off, officially turning on the arena lights back to its correct and proper lighting. Chris Jericho would turn his body around, and have a serious look on his face, signifying that tonight like any other night was no laughing matter. He began to walk down the ramp, making his way to ring ignoring the hands of the fans that requested high fives from him. Jericho thought they were disgusting, and they were obviously hypocrites. One minute they cheer you, and one minute they boo you. Jericho was tired of that. For those who do hate him, would only prove a point, and for those who loved him, only showed just who his real fans were. From Camera view, via Television screen, a nameplate would come up, as his name "Chris Jericho" would be there as well as underneath it being his twitter handle, @IAmJericho. The announcer would begin to talk on the mic letting the fans know that Chris Jericho hailed from Winnipeg Manitoba Canada, followed by his billed weight for tonight's match. Chris Jericho would approach the ring, and make a left turn toward the steel steps, as he would walk up the steps one foot at a time. Once he got up on the apron, he looked back at the crowd with a straight face, shortly putting his mind back on the task at hand, coming into the ring through the second rope. Once Jericho entered the ring, he would walk forward to the middle of the ring and look around at the crowd. What he would see was ridiculous fan signs and people thumbing him down, as if Jericho even cared what these lazy snobs thought of him. Jericho's theme would die down becoming nothing but silence. Once Jericho's theme was finished from play and was stopped from the production truck, Chris Jericho would take off his light up jacket, and hand it to the time keeper that was outside the ring. Chris Jericho would then lean up against the turnbuckle and crack his neck from side to side with a small smirk on his face. He would then revert back to his straight mug, as he got ready to participate in this match.
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Christopher Keith Jericho
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The Game TripIe H Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 5:45 pm
Tonight, Triple H was taking on five men, and the odds were stacked against him since everyone desperately wanted a new champion.. Triple H would be standing in position, watching all four other men in their respective pods.. he'd pay close attention to Joey, Rob Van Dam and Shawn Michaels the most, three men who really had a vendetta on The Game. Triple H would then close his attention onto the man he'd be starting the match with... Chris Jericho.
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 5:47 pm
The bell would ring three times as the match would officially get underway. Chris Jericho would begin circling as he would be looking across the ring from this JACKASS.
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Christopher Keith Jericho
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The Game TripIe H Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 5:48 pm
As both men would circle, Triple H would look to close in on Jericho with a lock up, collar and elbow tie up!
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Posted: Sun Apr 22, 2018 5:48 pm
Jericho would look to avoid the lock up with some quick offense, sending a kick to his mid-section!
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Christopher Keith Jericho
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