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 Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2014 11:11 am
After the commercial break, the camera faded back in to reveal Matt Shanahan climbing into the ring while "Crash and Burn" by Hell or Highwater played in the background. A table had been set up in the middle of the ring, with a clipboard on top of it. Apparently some business was going to be dealt with. The show was on its final leg, as there were only a couple of matches left to be seen. However, the General Manager had to make his third appearance of the evening, a rare occurrence indeed. Once he stood at the side of the table that faced the titantron, Matt looked out to the Des Moines crowd once again.
"You know, there's a certain issue I wanted to deal with privately tonight, but after a certain talent walked out of their match... I felt that maybe, just maybe, I should deal with this openly. I know how you fans love this political bullshit after all," Matt murmured into the microphone, getting a small pop from the crowd. Drama always sold.
"So, let's get right to the point and address a few things. A couple of months ago, a man known as Ardomis was introduced to me. He was big, he was a pure brute, and he was your stereotypical quiet guy. Honestly, that's a department we don't have really covered on the roster, so I drew him up a contract immediately. I wanted this guy on my roster, in this ring, heading for the big spotlights. A clause, however, had to be implemented... something about him not signing long-term unless he won the Sanguine Invitational. If you didn't know by now, he lost."
Matt paused to look up the ramp and sigh, backing up to lean against the ropes in a relaxed position. "So, he fires his old manager and gets with this new one... Blair Orthmann Casper, a flamboyant loud mouth. Interesting development, right? Well last week, his manager came out to Saint Paul and insulted me, BBW, and everything we've built thus far. He threatened me with lawsuits, then had his 'client' lock me in a Camel Clutch, making him the first person on the roster to assault me. Congratulations, by the way. No one else has had the balls. I did just want to terminate their contracts and wipe my hands clean of this, but I couldn't bring myself to do it... to one of them. On that note, one of them IS terminated. The man known as Blair Orthmann Casper is hereby banned from all BBW events and will be removed from them if spotted, no exceptions."
The fans gave a loud cheer for the announcement that the loud-mouth of the duo would not be seen again at a BBW show, at least not until such a ban was lifted. Matt's eyes looked around at the crowd for a moment with a small smirk, "Yeah, I feel the same way. But the other man is the reason I'm out here right now... and another reason, but we'll get to that. Ardomis, I know you're in the back somewhere, skulking around the trailers. I think it's time you and I actually talked about a contract -without- one of your 'speakers' around. If you're interested, you've got about two minutes to come out here, and we'll talk business."
Shanahan's microphone hand went limp as he let the speaking device drop away, waiting for signs of Ardomis.
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2014 8:24 pm
Young Men Dead - The Black Angels creeps out from the PAAs soon as the sound crept into the eardrums of the fans, Ardomis was present and making long strides right past the stage, down the ramp, towards the ring! The absence of audience recognition brought out the jeers! These BBW fans wanted to be seen and acknowledged! Yet, none was given by Ardomis, as he kept his course, making a focused b-line toward the ring.
Turning at the end of the ramp, speed of his pace had not dampened.
And just as quick of his step, was his upping those steel stairs.
The ring ropes hadn't hesitated his movement at all.
Entering under the top rope, Ardomis halted front and center of the table.
Ardomis used his wide eyes to bore into Matt Shanahan, who probably returned the stare.
Ardomis gave no emotion, as averted his eyes, casting them down.
Picking up the microphone that lay upon the table that lay upon the table for him.
Ardomis held his sight lowered to the table, as he raised the microphone to his mouth.
Humbly he spoke. "I come out here to make my atonement to you, Matt Shanahan." The embarrassment to come out and acknowledge that he was wrong.
How terrible it felt to speak out an admittance of his wrong."I apologize of my attack and put.." Ardomis eye's flashed up to meet Shanahans."Put you into undeserved pain. Then, resisting against your protection."
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:08 am
The General Manager seemed rather unmoved by the man's unnerving stare and the humbling words that followed. After a brief moment, a quiet chuckle left Shanahan's lips and his eyes dipped down to stare at the table instead. He rose a hand to wave it across dismissively as he spoke. "I've been there, Mr. Ardomis. I've gone against management before. I know what this position brings with it, I promise. If I hadn't already forgiven you, you would be banned just like your last... 'employer'. No, the hatchet is buried as far as I'm concerned. All that I want to do right now is this."
Matt paused to look back up to Ardomis while pushing the clipboard across the table, a small stack of papers clipped to it. "You're an impressive guy, and I want your name inked into BBW. I want to see you be part of the official roster. No funny business, no big stakes. Will that work for you, Ardomis? You're free to look over the contract, of course."
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 9:08 pm
As Matt Shanahan spoke on, Ardomis lowered his microphone. Lower, lower.. then returned to the table.
No sooner had he brought upon the return of Shanhans microphone..
Did the contract take a slide ride on over to Ardomis.
Who gazed down upon that which would seem alien to him!
A slow picking of the pen that came with..
Ardomis gave a short scribble..
Then gave a sudden and heavy 'THULK' as Ardomis stabbed the pen into the thick pack of papers!!
The pen stood straight out from the stack, struck and stuck for the dotted 'i'.
Ardomis eyes were cold as he stepped back, a scowl wiped across his face.
What exactly did Ardomis take from Matt Shanahan words, to express such as this?!
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 10:26 am
Shanahan looked down at the pen sticking out of the contract. Luckily, there was at least a signature. His eyes moved up to stare at Ardomis, counteracting the intensity of the man's glare with a nonchalant one of his own. Whatever that contract held, they both knew. The fans did not though, and that was the exciting part.
"Excellent, I'm proud to say that I can officially welcome you to the BBW family! And to welcome you in... you need a match, and I think I know just how to handle this..."
The General Manager looked up to the titantron, which masked the sea of trailers behind it. "Send 'em out." A loud bass note vibrated through the air with the General Manager's request. It was followed by a quiet keyboard synthesizer in the background, but the bass note always returned after a few moments. The instrumental continued this pattern until a faint drumbeat began to play. Suddenly... WHALE!The sounds of "Sail (WHALE Remix)" - AWOLNATION resonated through the room, the titantron playing a strange video of a cardboard whale singing along to the song. This is how I show my love
I made it in my mind because
Blame it on my ADD, baby
This is how an angel cries
Blame it on my own sick pride
Blame it on my ADD, babyA massive man stepped out onto the stage, complete with a helmet in the shape of a whale. It was The Whale Helmet! And he didn't look too happy. Already fairly worn from his encounter with The Geek Elite earlier, it seemed ridiculous that he was competing for another time tonight. However, he wasn't one to tell the General Manager no. WHALE!
WHALE!
WHALE!
WHALE!
WHALE!"Making his way to the ring, standing at six feet and three inches and weighing in at a hefty five-hundred-and-three pounds... The Terror of Wales, WHAAAAAAAAALE HELMEEEEEET!"Another booming roar came from within the helmet at the sound of his name, though he didn't let it distract him from the task at hand: getting to the ring. He jogged down the ramp the rest of the way until he got to the apron, then taking his time to get to the steel steps. His lethargic pace carried him up the metal staircase until he was by the ropes, stepping in between them afterwards to get into the ring. Once there, he stood near his corner, hesitantly looking between Shanahan and Ardomis. It wasn't fair for him to be double-booked like this!
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 9:32 pm
Ardomis didn't care how Whale Helmet felt! He only cared to deconstruct this morbidly overweight man who was too cowardly to show his face! He unbuttoned his top, tossing it haphazardly onto the turnbuckle pole. Whale Helmet was already profusely sweating and Ardomis didn't want the B.O. sticking to his vest, much easier to wash off and replace his shorts. And Whale Helmet would be the first to charge forward at the seven-inch-taller man, aiming to grapple with Ardomis and forcefully shove him out of the ring in his sumo-like style! The sooner this matter was taken care of, the sooner he could eat at the buffet that was waiting for him in his trailer; hell would come if his food was cold!The charge had Ardomis surprised at the speed and a grapple was hardly made, as the shooting palms shoved him easily out from the ring! And tumbling out of the ropes, Ardomis was able to land on his feet.. then turned to catch the ankles of Whale Helmet! His opponent would not dismiss him so easily! A follow up of dragging the whale of a man out, was not worth the effort. So, he rolled in. Ardomis may have gotten the upper hand so quickly from his attack.. that due to his fatigue from the previous match, that Ardomis had to pull him up! During the time-eating strain of it, Whale Helmet was able to catch his breat enough to continue the attack with a strike to the gut of Ardomis, forcing him to hunch, and lower the height.. s he grab Ardomis's head and fall forward, aiming to bring his thick helmet colliding down onto his opponents skull in the process!That helmet met with Ardomis and it was a world changer! It nearly knocked him out right there! Staggering back, he fell into a stumble, losing all coordination, Ardomis would have hit the mat, if it were not for those precious few steps that landed him on the ropes instead! Where he went down to one knee and grasped his pounding head, with a single hand. Another struggle to up himself from the mat, this one he had to do on his own. Whale Helmet pushed himself up off the mat after his glorious headbutt, right as Ardomis was getting up on the apron. Huffing and puffing, Whale Helmet pushed on, still fueled by the anger of the competitor in front of him caused him to be suffering like this! Another charge forward to continue throwing his weight around and knock Ardomis out of the ring, again!This did not happen. What did, was Ardomis turned into a step-up audience awing Spinebuster! Hoisting up such weight brought immidiate pain! Great pain! Pain to his back, arms, and knees! He couldn't lift the five hundred pounder, as he would anyone else.. but just enough off to put him back on his back! And after landing such an amazing feat, Ardomis's body was exhausted of energy that he pushed out to achieve such a power move on that much weight! Whale Helmet didn't put up much resistance as he was hauled up off his feet. Who would expect to put out such a ball busting move! Stunned, as he lay there with a drained Ardomis that lay on his front beside him. Fans rallied the two to get up, as the fight for first stance was on! Who would get the advantage? What?! Whale Helmet was making the first move! Stirring with a turn!Ardomis wasn't far behind, in making movement, but he was much more inspired once taking sight of Whale Helmet already on a knee!! He grasped at the bottom rope! Pulling himself up on the turnbuckle.. Ardomis was cut off, taking a knee to the back of his head, mashing his face into a turnbuckle! Now Ardomis felt finished.. his body rotated to sit back onto the bottom buckle. Maybe from this position he could throw punches and fight his way out of the corner! Then he heard.. "ATBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!" Came a bellowing from Whale Helmet, as he was standing on the middle ropes, arms lifted high, and about to deliver a crushing five hundred pound drop onto Ardomis!! Fans began booing! They chose to accept and root for Ardomis, despite his wrong doing! They saw that he was making a turnaround for the better and they wanted to see him succeed in his track to righteousness!Those booes.. something in Ardomis pulled him up! Pulled him up to haul the carcass of Whale Helmet off the ropes, from his shoulders, groin in his face.. YES! A POWERBOMB COMING!! Only one step forward for Ardomis and down came Whale Helmet!!! !!!!BOOM!!!!OH MY!! The ring shook and it was a wonder why it still stood and did not collapse! Ardomis staggered two more steps, to fall on top of Whale Helmet! ONE! .. TWO! .. THREE! Ardomis about as out of it as Whale Helmet! He won! Audience astounded by the strength of Ardomis to execute a POWERBOMB onto Whale Helmet!! Cheers and applause, as they couldn't wait to see his next match next show!
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