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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 12:42 am
You Think You Know Me.
Smoke erupts onto the stage, covering the length of the solid wall.
So I'm Coming Home!
Back To The Place Where I Belong!
I Rest My Song I'm So Alone!
I'm From The Streets I Call My Own!
I'm Coming Home!
The doors opened and the doors shut under the veil of smoke and the dark figure of The Rated R Superstar was apparent, parting the smoke to reveal himself to the crowd from billowing clouds of his pyro. He smirked, in just a t-shirt and jeans, along with his sunglasses hiding his eyes. He gazed upon the crowd with some sense of accomplishment from how he'd screwed Lone Wolf out of his match against Pure Impact. Edge started his way down the ramp, and fans started to notice that he had a microphone in hand. When Edge slid into the ring, looking down at the fans from under the bottom rope, it was apparent he had plenty on his mind.
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 9:19 pm
"You know... it seems just like yesterday I was whipping Inverter's a** in the first match in this companies history..." Edge started slowly. The fans boo'd remembering the event a little differently, considering Inverter pinned Edge in that contest. "And not much has changed... sure the faces are different... the name is kinda new... the promotion itself is actually turning out well, we have a new set, new song, new title, new Pay Per Views... but the only thing that matters hasn't changed."
"Me."
The fans boo again as the longest active superstar in Twisted Flow history continues to speak. "You see... I took one step into this company again and already I had someone breathing down my neck. And that someone was Lone Wolf David Stephens... And I took it upon myself to bring the fight to him. And I rocked his world. Not only that, but with the help of a very promising talent, I stopped his dreams of facing me ever again... and I want to thank Jacob Meyer personally. Please, Jacob Meyer, come on dowwwwwn!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 10:44 pm
Whats up Fresh, its our turn baby...
Still Fly - By The Devil Wears Prada begins to play as the doors swing open and reveal Jacob Meyer, who walks through the doors as they close behind him. Jacob looked around as he made his way down the ramp to face the man that Speared the s**t out of Lone Wolf which set up Jacob's first win after the Final Impact. He gets to the ring and gets in by means of the stairs.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 12:08 am
Edge smiled as Jacob welcomed himself in the presence of the Rated R Superstar. "It's good to see you out here. You're looking good, Jacob. You really are. You took Stephens to the limit and I respect that. And that move the uh... what do you call it... Final Impact? Stunning. Grade A. Top Notch. Its almost Rated R." Edge smiles and steps forward. "Meyer, I called you out here tonight not only to gloat about myself, but to gloat about you. You did a great job, had the match of your life, and beat Lone Wolf. Congradulations..." Edge offers his hand for a shake.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 2:46 am
Jacob smiled when Edge put him over, but when his hand went out for a shake that is when Jacob thought about the man in front of him and his past which made shaking his hand hard for him. He put his hand out none the less and shook that man's hand.
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 11:43 am
Edge smirked and shook his hand tightly. No Tricks. "Now, Jacob... I hear you've been very rewarded for your match against Lone Wolf. A shot at the FFA Championship! You deserve it, Mr. Meyer..."
"But if we think about it... do you deserve it more than... Edge?" The fans started to boo again. "You see, the way I see it... you would not have beaten Lone Wolf without my timely, amazing, stunning, and continually sexy Spear. See... I am Awesome... you are BECOMING Awesome..."
"Looking at it that way... Jacob... while you most certainly have earned your spot... I think that you should do the right thing and hand over your spot to the real superstar here."
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Posted: Thu Aug 14, 2008 2:59 pm
Jacob listened closely to the words that Edge had spoken, but he only cared for about what was about half of them. “I am thinking about it really hard Edge, but there is something that is bugging me when you talk about you and being awesome. I think I am the one with the two and zero record and I think you have done nothing but hit a move on a guy that I could have beat with out your help. So, if you want me to hand over my shot at the FFA Championship. You are going to need to try harder then that.”
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Posted: Mon Aug 18, 2008 7:03 pm
Edge started to frown. "Work a little harder? Work a little harder? Who do you think you're talking to? I am E d g e. Do you understand that? I am a two time Twisted Flow World Champion. I've done things that you cannot even DREAM of doing ever. So why are you so set on wasting a slot in the main event?"
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Posted: Tue Aug 19, 2008 8:16 pm
"You think that me being in the main event is a waste? Do you know who I am? I am J A C O B and I am better then you. I may not be a former Twisted Flow Champion, but I am in the main event and I am going to win that belt. Unlike someone I know." Jacob started to spin the mic in his hand, waiting for Edge to talk some more bullshit that he wouldn't really listen to.
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 11:25 am
But there was no more talking from the short fused Edge. Edge dropped his mic and went to kick Meyer in the stomach, so that he could Edgecute him onto the microphone!!
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Posted: Wed Aug 20, 2008 2:33 pm
What a stupid mistake from someone as good as Edge thinks he is, Jacob caught the leg that attempted to kick him as he went to pull Edge in for a Fisherman's Buster on the very same mic.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 6:43 pm
Edge was lifted up but floated through and landed on his feet behind Meyer, rolling out of the ring to escape disaster.
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Posted: Fri Aug 22, 2008 10:49 pm
Jacob wanted to break Edge in half, but this time he would let the man walk.
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