Storyline Ami Ennemi vs Micheal

Discussion in 'IWT Archives' started by Trip in the Head, Oct 18, 2014.

  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

    Ami Ennemi(@Ami Ennemi ) vs Micheal(@Tsar )

    The rules are as follows:

    -No interuptions, only competitors can post here
    -Pictures, videos, livestream etc. are all banned, apart from titantron entrances.
    -Promos will last for 24 hours after the 1st promo is posted,
    and there is no limit to the number of promos you can post.
    -Voting will then last for 24 hours after the promo period has expired.

    Voting for yourself will result in instant disqualification and suspension,
    no questions asked.

    Please do not post OOC AT ALL. Do not post "backstage/ringside" comments either.

  2. As the crowd is waiting for the next match to begin, the lights shut off in the IWT arena. The flashes of cameras cloud the arena, before the music and titantron start once more.

    The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as the familiar theme plays, waiting for the competitor to arrive. At the 0:13 mark, a small light is seen from the stage. A man holding a candle is seen, away from his face as he makes his way down the ramp. The man slowly makes his way down the center of the ramp, in front of the ring as he keeps his focus on the ring. The man climbs the apron, making his way to the top of the nearest turnbuckle to the ramp. He stands tall on the turnbuckle, bringing the candle close to his face. He blows out the candle, the lights turning on as the small light disappears. Ami is dressed in his usual attire, black boots, black pants, a red and black hooded coat and black gloves. The announcer brings Ami a microphone, the male remaining on the turnbuckle looking down to the center of the ring.

    "Generations...Old generation, new generations... current generations... they are all bounded. Generations are all bounded by the same essence that controls all of us. The same essence that took our ancestors away, the same that took many great leaders away, the same that took myths and legends away... This essence is one we all possess, one that never stops moving. What I am speaking time. Past, present and future, time controls it all, and does not stop for no one. Not me, not you and not anyone I will face, whether it shall be tonight, tomorrow or ever. Now you all may wonder, why I bring time into this...because that's what bounds generations the most. Micheal, you claim to be the leader of The New Generation, but you are leading into a dying breed. Everything has an expiration, even a generation....but as for tonight..."

    Ami jumps down from the turnbuckle, walking to the center of the ring before lifting his head and looking out onto the stage. "Your expiration date has arrived. Your loss, it has been reached tonight. When people read about your history, they will read upon the date, October eighteen, two thousand and fourteen as the day Micheal fell to the feet of Ami, and was used as a stepping stone. You may not perish permanently tonight, but you will fail to succeed in victory. Micheal, come out here and bring your words and actions with you...but it won't matter. I will walk out of this match as I did in my last, my opponent laying down and myself leaving as the stronger come." Ami finishes, dropping the microphone to thr ground, keeping his gaze upon the stage.
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  3. China White echoes around the arena as Black and Red strobe lights bounce off the walls of the American Airlines center. Michael arises from the curtain to a mild pop. He walks directly to the ring without stopping as a stern look sweeps over his face. He rolls in the ring and picks up the microphone placed in the corner that awaited him. He walks around the ring as China White fades away and the strobe lights restore to their natural fixtures. Michael begins to speak.

    Michael: Ami, you may think The New Generation will expire, but it won't because you are here to try and derail it. I've fought through thick and thin here in the IWT, I've been as loyal as loyal can get. I've never missed a date and I've never backed down from a challenge. You're a reflection of that but the difference between me and you is when you are put down and finished, you will pack up your bags and you will leave. Just like everyone else here in the IWT, when they lose their touch they pack up and leave. I've never done that and I won't let you tell me otherwise. You may think your victory over me is the end of me, but it isn't. You may think your victory over me is the end of The New Generation, but it isn't. The only thing that will end here tonight is you.

    Michael paces the ring.

    Michael: You will be brought to the kingdom of the New Generation and you will be put down like a bitch with rabies. You will be a victim of The Franchise...of the New Generation.

    Michael looks around the ring.

    Michael: In fact-

    Just as Michael finishes his sentence he attacks Ami with the microphone. He kicks him while he is on the ground repeatedly. He lifts Ami up to hit a tiger suplex on him. After slamming him to the ground, the crowds boos grow louder and louder. Michael walks out of the ring and grabs a chair. He rolls into the ring and raps the chair around Ami's neck when.....
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  4. *MVP by Big L begins playing the audience begins to get excited anticipating the debut of a new IWT talent. Michael rolls back out of the ring his face showing complete confusion. The music plays on as Eric Draven begins to walk through the crowd, he reaches the barricade and jumps over before walking into the ring, taking the chair from around Ami's neck and throwing it towards Michael at ringside*

    ED: Michael, Michael, Michael there are many things I can condone in IWT, I can condone cheap shots, group attacks and even the smell of Gav but I can't even imagine what kind of vicious little worm would try and cheat an opponent and these fans of his career. Just as he's starting out too. I've seen it all in IWT, Champions have come and gone, friends have become brothers and vice versa yet we all share one dream and that's to do what we love day in and day out. Hard times, bad flights and worse arenas we do it for them.

    *Draven points out to the crowd before helping Ami to his feet*

    ED: I'm not a good guy far from it I've had a troublesome past but that's my past learn from what My Generation failed at the keep your own going strong.

    *Draven smiles before turning to Ami and offering his hand. Ami seems to ponder taking the shake so Draven goes to grab his hand and shake it.*

    ED: One more thing, I just can't shake that there was something I had to.

    *ED Draven smiles still keeping a grip on Ami's hand*

    ED: That was it show Michael how's it done

    *Draven then kicks a confused Ami directly in the mummy and daddy button. He let's go and begins to smile, the crowd finally show their disapproval.*

    ED: Michael we don't want to end his career here and then no that's far too easy on him. You want to break his spirit first that's the fun breaking the body doesn't satisfy any appetite.

    *Draven invites Michael into the ring, telling him to bring the chair with him*

    ED: First we mould him into one of us, we remove all belief in heroes showing the world to be only villains. When the message is clear then we dispose of his career. Once he's worthless, shrivelled and pathetic.

    *Draven now goes back to ringside looks back and smiles before heading backstage*
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  5. Michael grabs the chair and slams it over Ami's midsection two times before throwing it out of the ring much to the crowds resentment. Michael looks at Ami with a smirk, and slowly raises both of his arms in victory while China White begins to play simultaneously with the Red and Black strobe lights. He walks out of the ring and up the ramp. Just as Michael walks through the curtain he looks back with a big, arrogant grin. As he walks backstage the lights and music calm down and return to normal. While EMT's rush to the ring to check on Ami.
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  6. The EMTs come forward, bringing out a stretcher to place Ami on. They took him under the ropes, starting to strap the male in as they continue to try and keep him steady. Ami raises his right hand, shoving one of the EMTs down. Ami releases himself from the straps, the crowd starting to cheer for him as he gets to his feet. The other EMTs begin helping the fallen EMT, all of the workers backing away and watching Ami. The injured wrestler takes the stretcher, pushing it into the ring before sliding into the ring himself. He picks up the microphone he had earlier, looking out onto the stage.

    Ami holds his stomach, looking a bit in pain, as his breathing also seems to be hard.
    "You will regret making the choice to not end my career here. Nothing ends until it reaches, zero. You...have left traces of the disease that will destroy you. You merely bought yourself something I mentioned before....time, but you didn't buy all of it. coming Survivor Series, I demand a stretcher match between the two of us. Only one man walks out the winner, bring your group, bring an entire army. I will make sure they all rest in the same grave you will reside in, that is your career. @Trip in the Head book this match and let us end our war there." Ami drops the microphone to the ground beside his feet, glaring onto the stage as the fans cheer loudly for Ami.
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  7. OOC: I'm making a post-match promo, I'll give my answer there.