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 Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 10:10 am
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Posted: Wed May 30, 2012 6:53 am
Nobody by Ne-yo hits as blue lights flash.
"Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Jesse Diante, from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 200 pounds, The Deific Champion, Drako!"
She hit the floor and make the club ignite
She's like a sexy, little fire
She'll keep on begging for more
If you play it right, she'll fulfill your every desire
Drako dances out onto the stage with Jesse behind him and the Deific title around his waist as the crowd erupts.
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like, Oh!
Drako leads the way down to the ring, moving to the music and high fiving fans while Jesse smiles and follows behind him.
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Drako steps up onto the apron, dancing a bit more as he looks out at the cheering crowd before stepping into the ring
She got the music pumping through her veins
The way she move, it makes you wanna
(Get up and touch that body, oh)
I'd like the sit and watch her do her thing
But, in a minute, I'ma join her
Drako stands in the center and strikes his pose while Jesse stands behind him, her arm draped over his shoulder, and blue pyros shoot off behind them. Drako straightens up, his usual grin on his face and moves close to Jesse, moving to the music and dropping down to a crouch as he moves
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh
Drako jumps back up and steps onto the turnbuckle, pointing out into the sea of fans
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Jesse stands at the ropes, moving a bit to the music as well
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Drako hops down after tossing his tshirt out into the crowd
So supernatural, for real
A crazy style with sex appeal
Hey, pretty mama, what's the deal?
Would you be mine?
Hey
Cuz you got what I like,Oh
still grinning, Drako draws Jesse back to the center of the ring and has her spin in a quick circle, then draws her in and moves with her
Can't nobody touch her
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
Hey, hey
with a laugh, Drako steps to the ropes and sits on the second one, letting Jesse step out
Can't nobody strut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Can't nobody cut like her
Can't nobody touch her
(Nobody, Nobody, Nobody, No one)
Finally the music dies out and Jesse steps back into the ring with a mic, handing it to Drako.
"So, I'm back in a WWE:E ring, and as you can see, some things have changed. Gained a bit of weight, got a new lady accompanying me to the ring, and I have this lovely little title that we all thought was exclusive to WWFG, the Deific championship. Now imagine my surprise when I received word that this title was not exclusive to WWFG, as it was created by the owner of WWE:E, Nuke Fusion, and he was simply lending it to WWFG."
Drako actually grins.
"This, of course, gave me an interesting opportunity. For those of you that don't know the history, let's go through a quick run down. Nuke Fusion hates me. Despises the air i breathe, the ground I walk on, yada yada yada. He has an issue with the whole Damone family, to be exact. Kind of eats away at him that we have a bit of an impact everywhere we go.But what makes him hate me specifically is that he has only ever beaten me once, and he needed Rosario's help to do it. Meanwhile, I've beaten him about three or four times, and I now hold his championship. So, fast forward a bit and we go to my federation, DHW, Dragon's Honor Wrestling. Nuke is of course contracted to my federation. I may not like the b*****d but business is business. My eldest brother and I were in my arena conducting a bit of business when Nuke Fusion decided to make his presence felt. He blindsided me, which is about all he's good for other than inbred and incest jokes. And of course he ran, knowing that I couldn't beat the hell out of him in my own federation. He even attacked another wrestler, who quite frankly had it coming anyway, all in an effort to get this."
Drako holds up the Deific title belt.
"You see, it offends the hell out of him that I hold his championship. Which, by the way, I find amusing that he refers to it as his when he hasn't held it in years and hasn't thought about it. To be honest, I didn't exactly shoot for this. I was looking for a different title, but hell who gives up free title shots. This was my reward for putting on some solid shows and putting Rosario in his place in WWFG. So I busted Harli open and took his title, which he'd only just won from Brantley Summers."
Drako pauses and holds up a finger.
"By the way, how the hell does it not offend you that both Brantley and Harli held this title but it offends you that I've got it now? At least I've kicked your a** fair and square repeatedly and even went toe to toe with one of your buddies. But I'm getting side tracked."
he begins to pace the ring.
"You see, Nuke attacked me for all these reasons where he knew I could not retaliate personally. But I warned him that I would bring the fight to him on his turf. It just so happens that I'm still under contract to WWE:E. And he's the boss, overall. And he's also still the biggest walking case of retarded douchebag in existence. So, I'm coming here, not just as the owner of DHW, but as a contracted wrestler, as a man, as a Dragon that is seriously pissed off, to fulfill my obligations of kicking Nuke Fusion's teeth down his throat. Now Nuke, you listen and you listen good."
Drako stops and looks directly into the camera.
"In WWFG when you had the balls to take credit for the retirement of my older brother, I gave you a warning. I told you that every time you turned around, I'd kick your head off. I told you to look around every corner before you turned it. Look under the ring when you enter it. Examine the camera men. Look in the rafters, double check your announcers. This warning holds true now, because now I'm on your turf and I can do whatever the hell I want. So now, the retribution begins. Now, you can feel some fear as you wonder just when and where I'll turn up next. I'm going to pay you back for what you did in DHW tenfold. When I'm done with you, you'll slink back into whatever corner of what you thought was heaven that you crawled out of with nothing. No pride, no glory, and no gold."
Drako holds up the championship again.
"This is mine. And just to ******** spite you, I will make sure it doesn't leave my waist until long after you retire from the sheer humiliation that you, the Nuclear God, was knocked off your imagined throne by the Soaring Dragon. So keep watching, Nuke, I'll be seeing you in person real soon."
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 5:04 am
Meshuggah - Bleed
A ticking clock was heard around the PA, as the lights started to flicker. A green spotlight hit the stage, as a heavy metal riff ran through the sound system. Stepping out from the back was none other than the CEO of WWE:E and the man whom had just been spat on in front of this capacity crowd - Nuke Fusion.
You could tell from his face that he was in no mood for courteous gestures, as he walked down the ramp and ignored the fans reaching out to just get a simple hand slap.
Beams of fire sweep through my head
Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged
Sensory receptors succumb
I am no one now -- agony
My crimson liquid so frantically spilled
- the ruby fluid of life unleashed
Reaching the ring, he slid under the bottom rope and got to his feet, staring down the man in front of him. There seemed to be an awkward moment around the arena as the two men's eyes locked, and they just looked through each other's very souls with such hate and maliciousness.
Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes
Their red pens drawing at random, at will
A myriad pains begotten in their wake
- the b*****d spawn of a mutinous self
The regurgitation of my micro nemesis
- salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom
The music started to fade out, as Nuke reached in to his back pocket and pulled out a microphone. Raising it to his lips .. his eyes widened, he shook his head slightly, and he bit his bottom lip to the point that it opened up an ooze of blood that started to form upon his chin.
This was a different side of Nuke that had been unleashed; unleashed by the man in front of him. This was more than just a simple rivalry that Fusion had encountered before, as he could feel inside himself that he purely hated this man.
"Well, you must think that you're pretty smart coming out to my own show and throwing out ultimatums. Did you not realise that I don't give a ******** where we are, but I will personally come down and confront you? I don't need security to come out. I don't need the state police to accompany me. I don't need the locker room to file rank and head out here to beat the life out of you.
All of those things are within my power, yet both of us know that although there is this nexus of hate between us - we still stay loyal and true to the fairness of this game we're playing.
The point I'm making by coming out here is that I'm not going to be talking trash about you, making you look like a complete imbecile; you do that yourself just by opening your dirty whore mouth. Wait .. that reminds me, how's your sister, Janelle?
Last time I saw her was in an old motel room, I left her handcuffed to the bed and left her there. I'm going to presume that she got out of that predicament, otherwise you might hate me even more if she turned up in a body bag."
Nuke always had a sure-fire way of pushing Drako's buttons, and that particular one was to insult his sister. The fact that he kept making accusations of sexual confrontations between the two was still up in air between fact and fiction, as neither of the two would really give anything up; the fists usually started swinging soon after comments about sister Damone.
The eyes of the Nuclear God soon moved and stopped at the Deific Championship that Drako had accompany him to the squared circle. He nodded and smirked, as he usually did when he saw something he liked, and then turned back to the young Dragon.
"You may be correct in saying that I didn't care when those other nobodies held my Deific Championship, and that my ears only perked up when I heard news that you were the current Champion. You must realise something, though, before thinking that I only target you when I want to.
Not only am I the Uncrowned Champion, but I am also the Dissident Champion. I have been away for far too long, but I am back to take what is mine.
In addressing the targeting of you by doing this, it is not true. I am also targeting WWFG and the corruption that it represents. The corruption that has stained the Championship which represented my very work ethic and presence as the most coveted man that federation has ever known; the first-ever Grand Slam WWFG Champion.
Yes, that does include the man whom I retired; the real Dragon of WWFG .. your own elder brother, Jarel Damone. The man for whom I lay a mass of respect for, a man who laid his own career in parallel to my own. We both shot to main event status rather quickly in our careers, we both were Undisputed Champions in the biggest of main events, and when we met at WrestleMania and fought on the grandest stage of them all for that Undisputed Championship .. and I ended the evening standing over the fallen body of the man you so unforgivingly envy, you hated me for that. I understand that.
But now you need to understand me when I say this; it was the biggest accomplishment of my entire career that night, so when I relive it in front of capacity crowds then it is not to bring shame upon your brother, but to show my regard that I truly believe that he is the greatest wrestler that I have ever competed against."
The crowd - who usually hated Nuke - actually gave him a resounding cheer for those words. It was yet another side that had not been opened up from the 'Dissident Champion' before, as he walked closer towards the younger Dragon.
"But just because I hold your brother in such high regard does not mean that I will offer you the same foothold; you may have beaten me before during my past years, but I will not make things so easy for you this time around. This time I care. This time I have something to aim for.
You've pissed me off one too many times, and now you decide to try and intimidate me in my own company; it's not going to happen, your wings may be open but this beast in front of me is but yet just a pathetic little lizard ready to have it's head squashed under my boot."
Nuke smirked and awaited a response from Drako.
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 5:21 am
Drako raises the mic to speak again.
"What's the matter, Nuke? Did I get under your skin? Now allow me to agree with you on one thing and one thing only, and that is the state of WWFG. It has been corrupted, but don't misunderstand. My winning this championship pretty much saved it from rotting in obscurity. I mean seriously, what the hell were Harli and Brantley going to do with it? I did the same favor for this championship as Chrono or Malice, whoever the hell he is today, did for your top championship here. Saved that b***h from failure."
Drako smirks.
"Now you say I've pissed you off one too many times. Ask me how very little I care. Here's what you fail to understand, Nuke. When you address me as less than my brother, you offend not only me, but the legend you respect so much. After all, I, unlike so many others that call themselves dragon, had to prove myself to gain the name. And unlike you, I've been to war with my brother more than once. And never, even after defeating him, have I presumed that I retired him just becuase he showed respect at the end. You said you retired him. In fact, he returned to shut you up before you left the company. But that's not my issue here. My issue is you."
Drako points at him to emphasize his point.
"Frankly, I can't stand you and it has a little to do with your bragging about Jarel, but a whole lot to do with you as a person. You take shots at my sister, who by the way, has never even set foot in this company of yours and probably never will since there's not much to do here anyway. You attack a reputation of a woman whose life has always been private. It would make sense for you to take shots at the women who parade their love life across every federation. You take shots at a woman who, by the way, hates you almost as much to me. Remember back in XCW? You ran in and attacked her for no reason, costing her a chance to settle her score with Yuke. And now you've attacked me unprovoked. Keep in mind, I'm one of the few people outside of your own company willing to give you a job and a platform to showcase what I will loosely call your talent."
Drako raises the Deific title between them.
"You want this off me so bad? Well bring it you worthless rat b*****d. Anytime, anyplace, any match you like. I will kick your godly a** all over the heavens and straight down to hell."
The crowd cheers as Drako's smirk is replaced by a more serious look to emphasize his point.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:20 pm
Nuke nodded and smirked .. he was getting exactly what he wanted.
"Well as these dirty inbred folks here don't actually deserve to see a God in action in this squared circle, I suggest we take this elsewhere. Next Tuesday on Inferno I want you in a one-on-one match.
Forget the shirt and tie, for one night I want you on a non-management contract so that I have the 100% of you that you seem to keep promising."
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:28 pm
Drako seems to be thinking about it.
"So, let me get this straight, just me and you, one on one, on my home turf. Well, Nuke, you're as dumb as you look. So if you want it, you've got it. You and me tuesday on Inferno, I'm looking forward to it."
The Soaring Dragon turns to leave, then stops.
"One last thing, though, and that's...."
Drako quickly attempts his signature Damone Drop superkick
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:32 pm
The Superkick hits Nuke hard on the chin, and sends The Prodigy sprawled out across the mat. Grabbing his face from the impact, the crowd stand to applaud and cheer on Drako, as they raise signs in favour of the Damone.
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Posted: Thu Jun 28, 2012 4:35 pm
Drako kneels over Nuke as he's sprawled on the mat.
"Man, you really oughta watch your glassware better. I mean seriously, I've got to have broken that glass jaw at least once. Better tell those "heavenly forgers" to do better next time. And like I said, I'll see you Tuesday, on my turf."
Drako's music hits as the Deific champion grins and heads out of the ring, backing up the ramp with Jesse and grinning
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