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 Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2022 3:28 pm
Ain't About the Money begins to play as the lights dim down. As the beat kicks in, blue and white lights begin to flash while a thin layer of smoke comes across the stage and down the ramp. Flames spring up along the set
"Ladies and genttlemen, please welcome the WWFG World Heavyweight champion, Drako!!!!"
An opening appears in the stage, and slowly the champion rises up on a platform, dressed in street clothes this time. The World championship belt is clutched in hand as looks down to the ring for a few moments before he finally begins to walk down the ramp, throwing the championship over his shoulder. In his other hand is the sledgehammer he used on Cartwright's office earlier that day.
Drako stops at the end of the extremely long ramp and looks around the arena for a few more moments before he turns and walks up the stairs and into the ring, taking the championship back in hand as he does and leaving the sledgehammer at the edge of the ring. He walks across the ring and steps onto the bottom rope, one foot on the second rope as he raises the title to the cheering fans. He steps down and walks to the opposite side to do the same.
Stepping down, Drako takes up a mic as the music dies out, then waits a few moments for the cheers of the crowd to die down.
"Now i know you all didn't come here tonight and think that all you would get is a video from the champ?"
Drako grins as the crowd cheers again.
"Now, we've got some things to address here tonight, starting with the obvious that I am still standing here as your World heavyweight champion despite Cartwright spending weeks frantically throwing everyone he could at me to beat me down and cost me my title. And I'll give the devil his due, last show Bision threw it all at me. He's bigger and stronger, but I've been at this for 15 years. I came in as the little guy in a big man's game. The first few years I was around every male opponent I faced, just about, was bigger than me. Earlier tonight, Bison said I took advantage of him having his guard down. Maybe I did, but I would add that i did what you told me I couldn't do. You told me I couldn't wrestle you. I outwrestled and outplayed you. Should you get another shot, I hate to tell you, I'll do it all over again. But there's someone else for me to focus on now."
Drako turns towards the entrance.
"Cartwright, by now I'm sure you've gotten your Christmas present. I had to step a bit out of my norm to give you that one."
Drako walks over and picks up the sledgehammer again.
"Now. sledgehammers really aren't my thing. It always struck me as unnecessary in wrestling. And it was a Triple H thing. But if one wants to smash furniture and metal, it does the job. And in case you were wondering, there's a cost for continuing to mess with a Damone after you've been put in your place. Smashing your cheap a** furniture was a start. But we're not done. Not as long as you keep stacking the deck all because I proved what we knew before you started this; I'm better than you. At this point, I've beaten you physically, I've beaten you mentally and possibly emotionally. And every week that I'm the champ and you're forced to pay me, I beat you financially too. And all of this is because my big brothers aren't around to smack you around anymore. Someone's a bit of a masochist isn't he?"
Drako lifts the sledgehammer up the rest on his shoulder again.
"So, if you're done crying about paying the cost to be the boss, how about you do your job and let's find out who I'm defending the gold against at the Rumble."
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2022 3:31 pm
There is a brief moment of silence before Cigaro by System Of A Down hits the arena, causing the fans to boo as Cartwright makes his entrance with The Butler.
♫My c**k is much bigger than yours,
My c**k can walk right through the door
With a feeling so pure..
It's got you screaming back for more.
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR
Cool, in denial
We're the cruel regulators smoking
CIGARO CIGARO CIGAR♫
Cartwright has a microphone in his hand, looking at Drako in the ring.
Crowd: "CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!
CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!
CARTWRIGHT SUCKS!"
Cartwright is distracted by the chanting fans.
Cartwright: "All of you pea brains need to shut your mouths before I charge you all extra, to cover the damage that that man in the ring caused to my office!"
They boo again as Cartwright returns his gaze towards Drako. Nobody wants to pay for the show twice!
Cartwright: "You don't get it Drako!
I'm the boss!
I do what I want, whether it's my job as you so nicely put it or whether it's treating my b*****d of a champion how he deserves to be treated!"
Cartwright begins to smile manically.
Cartwright: "I'm....THE BOSS!
This doesn't end until I say so!
You just keep giving me more reasons to continue and I happily will!
The real masochist is the one who volunteers to make his own life a living Hell and that sure isn't me!"
JR: "Cartwright isn't volunteering it by continuing with his anti-Damone agenda?!"
King: "He literally just said so! Listen up!"
Cartwright: "But I'll tell you what, I do feel like announcing the new Number One Contender for the World Wrestling Federation Guilds World Heavyweight Championship, the most prestigious and most accurate title history of them all!"
The crowd cheers in excitement to learn who Drako will be defending against.
Cartwright: "At the Royal Rumble, you will be challenged by somebody who made a big return to WWFG recently.
Somebody who has never challenged for the World Heavyweight Championship before.
Everybody, please welcome.....LUCA LEONE!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2022 4:13 pm
Shoot to Thrill
 The main lights dimmed as the music played over the PA. A blue spot light came to life, passing over the audience until it hovers over the World's champion, forming a bullseye!I'm gonna pull it, pull it, pull the trigger!Pyros suddenly shot off from the ring posts.Finally, a figure stepped out onto the stage, the blue lights raining down over it. Suddenly a pair of LED glasses came to life along with a similar looking emblem coming over the titantron. Luca Leone stepped further out onto the stage as the words Huntress flashed across the titantron and over the emblem. The Huntress slowly lifts a microphone to her lips as the lights return to normal and the music faded away. "I hope you're all done pissing testosterone with your boss 'cause you should proooooobably start thinkin' about what you're going to be doing without all that gold in your life."
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2022 11:37 am
Drako smirked for pretty much all of Cartwright's response. If nothing else, he knew exactly how to piss the man off. Then comes the arrival of his number one contender. a nice flashy entrance with a message it seemed. After she's done speaking, Drako raises the mic to respond.
"Hey look, it's a member of a family that seems to hate mine solely for existing. I'd say I'm shocked but, I'm only shocked at which member Cartwright chose. I would have expected the head of the family but here we are. And allow me to say, there's one thing I'm quite serious about, and that's this world heavyweight title. So before I leave here to plot the next way I'm most definitely going to piss off the jackass that brought you out, let's settle a question. Are you going to try to do the job yourself, or are you coming with backup? Are we having a straight up match, or do you need Cartwright to stack the deck for you?"
Drako keeps the sledgehammer in hand but puts the title belt on the top turnbuckle, propped where he can see it.
"Granted, it's probably not a smart idea to jump a guy holding a sledgehammer but maybe the numbers will get me. What's the situation here? One on one, fair and square at the Rumble for the title, or am I getting jumped by your entire family en route to Cartwright making some ridiculous stipulation for the match itself to stack the deck against me?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 25, 2022 5:06 pm
The Huntress stood on stage, twirling the mic in her hand as she listened to what the champion, finally letting out a chuckle at the end. "Ahh, there's that famous Drako over-analysis my brother told me about. Well you got me." She waved her hand, motioning towards the entire arena. "We got Leone double agents all over the place. The popcorn guy in the 17th row, one of the cameramen just outside the ring, the valet that took your car-- you might not want to start that bad boy." Luca shook her head.
"A lot of things to unpack there guy, so you might want to write this down." Raising her free hand, she held up a finger as started down a list for the champion. "One, it's insulting that you think my family would lower ourselves to being a pack of hitmen for a mentally handicapped Englishman. Two, Cyrus pretty much hates everyone outside his immediate family. I'm afraid whatever mancrush-- I'm sorry, rivalry he had with Jarel doesn't extend to you." The Huntress took a few steps down the ramp, holding up a third finger. "Three, and most important of all, I'm gonna win that World championship the same way I won my contendership last week: I'ma kick you in the head and take it."
"As far as whether or not my family decides to break your legs before you get to the Rumble, I can't say for sure." She shrugs. "I certainly don't have a leash on my brothers. But let's say you do get to the Rumble in one piece, and now you're one-on-one against the Azure Huntress." The Lioness lifts her glasses from her eyes to gaze down at her opponent, grinning before she spoke again. "Either way you're gonna have a bad time." As the Huntress finished, the epic opening guitar rift of Welcome to the Jungle suddenly erupted over the PA. The blue spotlights were replaced by a red light show on stage.Oh my god... Wooooooooooooaah!Cheers of excitement echoed through the arena as beams of red light danced on stage in rhythm of the music.Welcome to the jungle we've got fun and games
We got everything you want honey, we know the names
We are the people that can find whatever you may need
If you got the money, honey we got your diseaseFog poured out onto the stage, shrouding the entry point as fans began to chant the legend's name. "Cyrus! Cyrus! Cyrus!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2022 7:42 pm
Drako paid attention as the number one contender spoke. All in all, at least one of his questions wasn't actually answered. The other was more roundabout, something he might have expected. Then of course the music hits. Drako sighs but he was a man with a sledgehammer. So instead of resting it on his shoulder, he takes it in hand. Mind game or reality was the question of the moment
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2022 3:40 pm
The Huntress stood on the center of the ramp, gazing back at the stage. Finally the light show stopped and the music began to fade. "Pffffffft hahahaha!" Luca broke into a laugh as she looked back at the champion. "I had to do that at least once!" She lowered into a cross-legged sit on the ramp. "Ahh, this is going to be fun!"
"Anything can happen between now and then." The Huntress held her hands at either side as she shrugged. "You can either be paranoid or you look forward to it being the best match of your reign. As for me, it all comes down to just one question: What type of match awaits us at the Rumble?" She motions towards Drako. "What's it gonna be there, champ?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2022 7:12 pm
Drako raises the mic, slightly annoyed but there's business to handle.
"Best match of my reign? That's quite a claim. As for the type of match, if it's up to me, the answer is simple. I've prided myself on being the best wrestler around. I'm not the biggest or the strongest, but we know many things come together to make one the best wrestler. That's the key word, wrestler. Last show, I outwrestled a guy twice my size. At the Royal Rumble, I intend to do the same with you. I don't need a gimmick. I don't need to throw out the rules."
The Champion briefly glances at the boss.
"However, if your family is as on the outs with Captain Stick Up His a** there as mine, the real question is, can he stand to have a little regular wrestling main event one of his biggest shows? If it's up to me, a standard match is all I need to prove why I won this title for a second time and that I am what I say I am."
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2022 2:28 pm
Cartwright doesn't appreciate Luca's earlier comments.
Cartwright: "Pfft a regular wrestling match for the World Heavyweight Championship in the Main Event?!
Who is going to buy the Royal Rumble for that?!"
Staff Member Russo has clearly been a positive influence on Cartwright.
Cartwright: "Nobody here wants to see that!"
The crowd begins to cheer and chant YES.
Cartwright: "You do?!
Hmm I'll have to have a word with my special advisor about this, Staff Member....Gusso!
Yeah that'll cover it."
Cartwright is so clever.
Cartwright: "Well I better see the best regular wrestling match ever because that is what you are going to get!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2023 6:30 pm
Drako smirks again. He'd gotten his wish.
"Well, Cartwright, that was surprisingly reasonable of you. You want the best wrestling match? I'll see what I can do. But you know, the odds are in our favor. After all, i beat you even with a whole security detail, and Luca here is a better wrestler than you. At the very least, we'll top whatever you've done lately. And Luca, see ya at the Rumble."
Drako picks the title belt up again and throws it over his shoulder, but pauses to add one more thing.
"Oh yeah, I saw a real nice limo parked outside. Someone should probably move it. It'd be a shame if it turned up like your office."
The champ tosses the mic and gestures with the sledgehammer to Cartwright. Could the champ be planning to mess up the boss's ride?
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2023 9:46 am
The Blue Blossom sat on the ramp, feeling out of place as the owner and the champion had their exchange. The match was set, and that's what mattered. Laying back, she leapt back to her feet with a kip-up. Lifting the mic she spoke once more as she made her exit. "Welp, don't let me be a third wheel or nothing. Have fun with that, boys."
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