Voting IWT Anarchy - Scott Fargo vs. Tyson Storm

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Sep 23, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed Sep 25, 2016.
  1. Scott Fargo

  2. Tyson Storm

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  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall..and it is for the IWT Universal Championship

    (@Mad Dojax) Scott Fargo vs. Tyson Storm (@TheFrostyBlur)

    The rules are as follows:

    -No interuptions, only competitors can post here
    -Pictures, videos, livestream etc. are all banned, apart from titantron entrances.
    -The first promo must be posted within 24 hours.
    -There is a 2 promo limit.
    -Voting will then last for 24 hours after the last promo is posted.

    Voting for yourself will result in instant disqualification and suspension

    Please don't post during the match. If you need to post an OOC post,
    it needs to be important, short and be in a Spoiler.​
  2. Show Spoiler
    OOC: Any time limits on when I can start?
  3. no.
  4. It's within 24 hours, but nobody minds if you take some extra time for it, as long as you post it as soon as possible. Would be kinda shitty to wait 3/4 days to start a match like this
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  5. #5 TheFrostyBlur, Sep 23, 2016
    Last edited: Sep 23, 2016

    *Tyson Storm appears from behind the curtain. Tyson begins to make his way down to the ring with a mixture of boos and cheers, he stops at ringside smiling at the cameras, and looking very determined for his championship match with Scott Fargo. Tyson begins to enter the ring, he climbs the top rope and performs his signature taunt to the audience which is a thumbs down, he then jumps down to the ring with great agility. Tyson calls for a microphone as he opens his arms to take in his mixed reaction. One of the announcers quickly hands Tyson his mic which Tyson happily accepts. Tyson begins to speak after a short wait*

    Tyson Storm: We're finally here. Tonight me and Scott Fargo go one on one for that prestigious championship. Scott, You're good, but you're not the greatest thing to walk on the Earth. You're a legend in this place, and truthfully you deserve that spot for what you have done. But it's my time now, and I'm walking away with that championship tonight. I know I'm the underdog, and I couldn't care less. I know I can beat you, and I know deep down you're wondering if you can do it. This new kid comes in and acts the big man, and you think to yourself someone needs to put him into his place. Well, someone did get put into their place, and it wasn't me. I brought you down from your high cloud and showed you what the real world is like. You came out looking for a street fight when you were prepared for a school fight. I don't care if you come down trying to look like a gangster again. I don't care if you smart up and come down with your wrestling attire. The end result will be me walking out with that damn championship at my very first PPV event.

    *Tyson Storm climbs to the second Turnbuckle, and begins to sit as he once again speaks*

    Tyson Storm: You like to talk about how fast you rose to glory in IWT. It only took you one month to main event a pay-per-view. It took you only four months to gain that Universal Championship. All good accomplishments, and you made a big name for yourself. But I think someone else is rising to the main event a lot faster than you ever did, and that person is me. I beat the Universal Champion in my debut. I formed D.T.F with Slate Bass. D.T.F earned their way into the finals of the Tag Team tournament finals. I earned my shot at the Universal Championship at my very first pay-per-view. How long do you think it will take for me to main event my first pay-per-view event? Two months? Three months? I'm pretty sure they'll award me Breakout Star Of The Year after I beat you for the second time and take that Universal championship. You see, I'm already becoming the next main event star. IWT deserve me as their Universal Champion, and they sure as hell want someone worthy of the title. Chris Kaizer came very close to taking that title last month.....Maybe he came too close? I know you're not made of gold and steel even though you probably firmly believe you are. Scott, you're coming to your roadblock tonight. You had a good run as champion, and now it's time for someone new to take that title and do something meaningful with it. I could say something stupid like the Storm is coming for you! But you already know what's waiting for you in this ring. I know you're going to try and act like the hard man when you find the balls to come out here, and I really admire that. I admire that you act tough even when you know you have no chance at walking out champion. You continue to underestimate me, and that will be your downfall. I will drag your ass throughout this entire arena if necessary, and I will enjoy every minute of rearranging your ugly large forehead. I will leave you in a big fat pile of your own toxic blood, and I will rub that blood on my Universal championship, so I can keep that memorabilia and show it to my kids, and they will know that I beat the living hell out of Scott Fargo.

    *Tyson Storm exits the ring to the outside. He looks around the arena smiling*

    Tyson Storm: How about we see what these people think of you?

    *Tyson Storm spots an overlarge wrestling fan with the Bullad Club T-Shirt. Tyson Storm stands next to the wrestling fan who looks very nervous at this point, but maintains his cool as Tyson Storm begins to speak*

    Tyson Storm: What do you think of Scott Fargo? I would love to hear the opinion from a smark like yourself.

    Overlarge Wrestling Fan: To be quite honest Scott Fargo has done wonders for this company. I perso.....

    *Tyson Storm immediately cuts off the smark, and looks at him with disgust, but he quickly begins to move on*

    Tyson Storm: Dumb smarks. Let's check this young lady out with her kid.

    *Tyson Storm points the mic towards a very confused woman, but she also maintains her cool as Tyson Storm begins to speak*

    Tyson Storm: What do you think of that cockroach Scott Fargo?

    Attractive Young Woman: I don't even know these people. My son dragged me here to watch wrestling. I'm on TV though! Hi Eddy!

    *Tyson Storm takes the mic away from the young woman, and begins to shake his head in dissatisfaction. Tyson Storm enters the ring once again, and he begins to speak after a brief pause*

    Tyson Storm: Alright, I respect the opinions of that slightly overlarge man and that young lady. However, what does this say about Scott Fargo? He's loved by the smarks that try to get their opinions across on the internet. He has to be great then, right? Probably not. Smarks change their minds like it's nobodies business. They're probably tired of his reign as champion. They want the new blood to overcome the odds and become champion. They all want something new from the current entertainment they've seen for the last few months. They're tired of the miserable champion who doesn't try anything new. You talk about the same trash each night, and quite frankly we're all bored of the same routine. Your reign is becoming mediocre, and I think everyone can agree that it's time for a change. I personally don't care what the fans have to say, but I do agree with them on the fact that you're honestly boring now. We're probably losing ratings because of you, and what better way to boost the ratings by having a new face holding that title? They all want it, and I know I'm getting it. Why not kill two birds with the one stone? I get my championship, and the GM is happy with the ratings boost.

    *Tyson Storm signals a thumbs up to the camera clearly aimed at the GM of the company*

    Tyson Storm: This is the new era and you have no place in it. We want to see the stars like Ivy Hale, Buster Gates, Tyson Storm and Slate Bass. You had your time, so book yourself into the retirement home, or I will put you in there myself. We want variety and you just can't deliver. I wouldn't even care if your character was good, but it isn't. You're the generic bad guy heel with his followers. I haven't been here two months, but I'm still getting people who like my style, and you really don't have any style at this point. You're going to come out tonight, and you're going to do everything I just said. You'll look angry and mad, and you'll say the same shit you've been saying for the past year. I'm sick of your boring ass talk, and your overrated matches. Tonight you will have a 5 star match since I will be carrying you every step of the way. I may even carry you to the hospital after the match. I can't even say I respect you anymore because I don't. Hate is a strong word, but I really dislike you as person. You're a bit like Joffrey Baratheon from Game Of Thrones, and that's really terrible. Fargo is a good name for you since that movie named "Fargo" is basically about homicides. I mean, making people want to kill themselves is close to that, right?

    *Tyson Storm walks over to the ropes on the left side of the ring, and he begins to lean on them as he once again begins to speak*

    Tyson Storm
    : You may make people want to kill themselves with boredom, but that's our Scott Fargo! The guy with a smile that would make your stomach turn, but makes up for it in forehead size. I'm going to quote Fargo here with my own little touch, So, Scott Fargo, would you kindly march out here for your final and last ever IWT Universal championship defense?
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  6. [As the opening riff of “Supernaut” by Black Sabbath rings through the speaker system in the arena, Scott Fargo walks out from the backstage area to a surprising amount of cheers, almost enough to completely drown out the boos. Fargo is decked out in his black and gold attire with the IWT Universal Championship wrapped around his waist. Fargo stands on the center of the stage, focused completely on Tyson Storm in the ring. Fargo begins a confident walk down the ramp, he climbs up onto the apron and into the ring. He walks right past Tyson and goes over to the ropes where he is handed a microphone by a ringside attendant. As the music dies down, majority of the crowd show their support for Fargo, but he pays no attention to the crowd.]

    “So...that’s it, huh? “I’m going to show the world what I really can do” that’s what you said.”

    [Fargo disappointedly shakes his head.]

    “And this is what you can really do is it? That's the best you got is it? Such a shame."

    [Fargo pauses for a moment.]

    "I got "no place in the new era", huh? heh. You can come out here and talk about the new era as if that era wasn’t kicked off by myself and The Bullad Club. It sure as shit was not Ivy Hale, not whoever the fuck Buster Gates is, not your little tag team partner whose name I forgot, and certainly not you. The new “era” that you talked of started back in June at IWT Retribution when Danny, James and myself put Jack Forte and that kid Bishop in the hospital. All you need to do is look back over the last month, back to SummerSlam. Look at how we dominated the competition and stood tall over their broken bodies. Listen to legends like Jack Forte, Chris Kaizer and Joey Bryant admit that me and The Club are the best things going in IWT. They admit that the talent we brought into IWT stopped Michael from closing it’s doors after IWTMania. Listen to them admit that it was us and us alone who saved IWT."

    "You say you’ll carry me to a five star match but that’s just fucking laughable. Look at my match with Kaizer, Schizo, or Forte and you’ll see that I don’t need to be “carried”. You wanna insult my "character" and call me a “generic heel” like you’re such a smart guy for using “insider knowledge” but it just comes off pathetic.
    Oh, and another thing, Fargo was a name before it was even a movie. Which just goes to show how much research you did on me.”

    [Fargo turns to the crowd and points at the people in the crowd Storm spoke with.]

    “You wanna ask them for their opinions about me because you’re too lazy to scout your opponents out for yourself."

    [Fargo turns back to his opponent with a look of disgust on his face.]

    "You’d rather play video games with your loser of a tag partner and watch Game of Thrones all day and all night. But me? I’ve been watching. I watched your embarrassing loss to Ivy Hale. I watched our match on Vice over and over and over again. And earlier tonight I seen you give it all in that tag team match. And I know for a fact that you have nothing left to give. I know for a fact that you are running on empty. You can try hide behind your big talk and puff out your chest, but I can see it in your eyes, I can hear it in your voice as you spew your garbage bullshit. You’re tired. You’re hurt. You aren’t coming into this match at one-hundred percent, there is no way in hell that you are. Sure you can say “my partner did all the work” or “that match was too easy” or shit like that but I know, the people would know, and you yourself would know that it’s just a lie to try and look tough.”

    “You've got too much on your plate, Tyson. Trying to wrestle so many matches in one night. I admire your stupidity. I know you beat me, I’m not gonna hide from the facts. But it is clear to see that one victory over me has gone to your head and now you think you can take on the world. But once the timekeeper rings that bell, the people in the crowd, the people watching at home, they won’t be watching a wrestling match, they’ll be watching the slaughter of Tyson Storm. Because once your adrenaline wears off and you start feeling the pain from your match earlier in the night, you'll start to move slower, you'll start breathing heavy, you'll run out of energy and you'll make a mistake after mistake and I will take advantage of that and tear you apart."

    [Fargo smirks and locks his confident stare on his opponent.]

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  7. *Tyson Storm smiles directly at Scott Fargo before he speaks once again*

    Tyson Storm: You think I'm tired? You think I have nothing left in the tank? You clearly still don't know anything about me, and that's a damn shame. I can do this all night if I Need to do it. You come out here acting like the world bows to your feet when you just look like an obnoxious little boy. Do I care if you try to tear me apart? No, I say go for it! Try and break me in half! It won't work, and you will be in that ring with nothing left to give while I have everything left to give. Do you know how hungry I am for success? I want that championship so bad, and by God I will do it. And you still think you have a place in this era? Baby, this is the era of Tyson Storm! No one has any place in my era other than me! I don't care about these other new stars since they have nothing on me......I was being nice to even include them in my damn spotlight. I will overpower you and I will break you tonight. I don't care if you have your Bullad Club, nor do I care if you have your mother behind you. I would break your club, and I would even break your mother in half if needed. I would destroy the Bullad Club, and I would love every second of it. You see, I'm always ready for a fight, and I know for a fact that you leave your guard down. What will stop me from taking advantage from your silly mistakes? I know you have way too many, and it just took one mistake for me to end you last time. It just takes one pedigree to bring your night to an end.

    *Tyson Storm walks right up to Scott Fargo and begins to death stare the champion*

    Tyson Storm: Just one pedigree for me to take that championship away from you. I don't need the biggest move library in the world since it only takes that one move to end my matches. Every time I hit that move it's night night, and that will be your fate tonight. Do you trust yourself to stay away from that one move for the entire match? I don't think you have it in you to kick out. You couldn't kick out last time, so what's different tonight? You're ready for it?! You're going to use all your power that you receive from your gay club to kick out?! No, you won't. I will hit that move, and I will pin you for the second time. I don't care if you try to break my arm with the Gates of Fargo, or even if you connect with your Brainbuster 15 times. You want to know why it won't work? Because it only takes one pedigree to end your night. How long until I hit it? Maybe 10 minutes? 15 minutes? It will happen, and you will be completely out cold, and I will pin you 1...2....3 to gain my first championship after one whole month. Your time is coming to an end, Scott. It's the Tyson Storm era, and you really have no place in my era.

    *Tyson Storm backs up to the other side of the ring*

    Tyson Storm: I'm not going to research your matches, nor will I ever give you the time of day to do so. I don't research matches since why should I? I don't need to be prepared for anyone because I'm the greatest thing to walk around in this company, and that's the damn truth. I know what you can do since I wrestled you before, or did your retarded ass already forget? Don't act like you weren't ready because I know for a fact that you tried, but you just couldn't do anything worthwhile to me. It was embarrassing to see how bad you did under pressure. You gathered up in a little ball, and you couldn't do a damn thing. I was a whole new level of badass and you know that. Again, I don't care if you think you're ready for a street fight, or whatever delusion you have in your head. You're like that hard man on the school yard.....You know what kind of person that is. You know, the guy that has no real friends. You're the guy that has followers out for what they can get while you think they're your buddies. They all want that championship, and I would love to see the day when they turn their back on your gay ass.

    *Tyson Storm begins to smile at Scott Fargo*

    Tyson Storm: The day will come, and it will be glorious. However, tonight is the important night. Tonight I prove to the world why I'm the new top dog. In other words I'm kicking you out of your kennel and taking it for myself. I could go on about your smell, or even your forehead. But is that needed? We all know your limitations, and I'm sure you get it hard enough to carry them around already. I'm supposed to be nice to lesser individuals, but I like to make exceptions for those real special people like yourself. You seem like someone who had a real hard life, am I right? Probably some sort of trailer? Probably one bedroom? You probably had to shit outside, but as I said I feel for you man. At least you didn't get head lice. I'm just bringing up the past since I feel like tonight will impact your life. You'll probably end up back at your family home, or in this case family trailer. You'll be stuck for cash once IWT fires you after you have fulfilled your usefulness. And to be honest, that's what you deserve. You deserve to be in a broke ass home, and you deserve to work a dead end job. You will remember this day as the day Tyson Storm changed my life. Now, I'm bored with all of this chitchat, so let's just get to the grand finale. Let's get your ass kicking done with.

    *Tyson drops the mic and begins to wait*
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    Don't ever try to do 6 promos in one week. It doesn't fucking work :/

    Best I can do at this point.
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  8. [Fargo, still smirking confidently, shakes his head and raises the microphone to his mouth to speak.]

    “This...This is what I wanted from you, Tyson. I wanted you to get angry, I wanted you come out swinging. For me it signifies an emotional response. You’re angry. You’re furious. I can tell that you have a genuine hate for me. And y’know what, Tyson? It is a beautiful thing. You’re emotional to this contest. When you’re emotional coming into a high pressure match like this, you panic, you overreact, rush in and you make mistakes. Trust me, I'd know. Just take a look back at our match on Vice when you beat me. I came out emotional and angry. I overreacted. I rushed in. I lost. I was stupid. But the tables have turned tonight. I learnt from my mistakes because unlike you, I have a working brain in my skull. I’m calm, confident and ready for anything you have to throw at me. But you, you’re all over the place. You’re making zero sense. You’re panicking. I don’t have to “break you in half” physically, Tyson. I’ve already broken you mentally.”

    [Fargo pauses for a moment and runs his hand over his head. The confident smirk never leaving his face.]

    “If you aren’t doing research on me like you say, how do you know “for fact I’ll leave my guard down”? How do you know about my entire arsenal of moves that I possess. Do you have some kind of mystical know-it-all powers do you, Tyson? Can you just take a look at me and automatically know what I will do and how I will do it? If you aren’t going to scout your opponents, or dedicate some time to do so, then you’re even stupider than I thought. Scouting your opponent is a key to success in this industry. Sure, Game of Thrones is a great show, and yeah, playing video games all night sounds like a great time and all, but it leads to failure in this business.”

    “But me? I watched your match earlier tonight where Guernica and Leo Taylor almost had you beaten more than a few times. I watched your match against Ivy Hale who beat you. I watched our match over and over and over again. And like I said before, I learnt from mistakes. Now, I don’t have to think that you’re tired. I don’t have to think that you’ve got nothing left in the tank. All I had to do was use these things on the side of my head.”

    [Fargo points at his ear.]

    “To hear you backstage before you came out here. Leaning on your partner's shoulder, breathing heavy while he’s massaging your shoulders. I heard you talking about feeling a bit of pain in your shoulders from the match earlier.”

    [Fargo the points to his eye.]

    “I’m using these right now to look into your eyes, witnessing just how out of it you are. This match shouldn’t be taking place because it’s just going to be me slapping you around for ten, probably less than ten, minutes because I can see that you’re worn-out and miles gone from being one-hundred percent. heh I have no fucking idea how you’re gonna do in the match against Michael and Bryant later on tonight but I bet it ain't gonna go well for you and your partner.”

    [Fargo points at the ramp.]

    “After I’m done with you, your friend Buster who gives a fuck and you're nobody tag partner will have to run down here and hold you up while you shuffle slowly back up that ramp so you can get ready for your next match. Sure, you could take me out with a pedigree, but I strongly fucking doubt you have the wherewithal to be able to execute it well enough to put me away for the three count.”

    “You have once again proved everything that I have ever said about to be true. I said in the past that you’re an idiot. And here you are taking three matches in one night and acting like a legitimate retard. I said that your one victory over me would go to your head. And here you are portraying yourself as “the greatest thing to walk around this company” because of it which couldn’t be further from the truth. I mean what have you done that makes you so great? Beat me? Sure, great accomplish not gonna take that away from you. Lose to Ivy Hale? Oh boy, that’s a great badge to pin on your chest. Have your partner do most of, if not majority of the work in your little team because you’ve spread yourself thin between the tag tourney, Ivy Hale and me? Yeah, that’s something to be fucking proud of.”

    [Fargo shakes his head.]

    “You’re a fucking joke, Tyson. Everything about you screams joke to me. Even if by some miracle you beat me, you will remain just that. A joke that cares more about the opinions of the “smarks” and about being a cocky young “heel” as if that hasn’t been beaten into the ground by men ten times better than you. Well, anyway, I can tell that you’re about to blackout due to exhaustion so I’ll just wrap this up real quick for ya.”

    “Congratulations on making it into the tag team championship finals, such a shame that you won’t be making out of this match on your own power. I'm expecting a personal thank you from Michael and Bryant the moment they walk backstage with those tag team belts.”

    [Fargo pushes past Tyson and looks to the hard camera. He unstraps the title belt from around his waist and holds it above his head, garnering another mixed reaction. He smirks confidently once again as he delivers his catchphrase:]


    [The fans in attendance give a mixed reaction, the cheers almost drowning out the boos, Fargo lowers his arm and returns to his corner. His confident smirk never wavering.]

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  9. gay boy gay boy gay boy gay boy gay boy @Roadster
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  10. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Shadow: Jack Forté
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Roadster: Michael
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @Jacob Fox: Schizo
    @King B: Declan Zanotto
    @impactking: Chris Young/Lilith Young/Ashley Young
    @CBK_15: Jack Lux
    @Ring Rust: Perceval "Rusty" Donohue
    @Drag: James Dragon
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @Ovaldinho: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @Indy: Danny Jacobs
    @AfricanScatMahn: The Scat
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor
    @C.M. Shaddix: Corey Marcus "C.M." Shaddix
    @Chrxsiie: Raine
    @TheTNHMaster: Chris Kaizer
    @Blind: Mark Knight
    @Botchie Botcherson: Arno Frye
    @KevinJamesFan: Ronnie S. Huxley
    @Dylan™ : Guernica
    @Dat Kid: Dat Kid
    @RedDwarfTechy: Colt Hellbeck
    @TheWUKMaster: The Blackfire
    @Gino Bambino: Louie Aldo
    @Aurtle the Turtle: Rio Nakayama
    @NLSuplex: Ivy Hale
    @Black Wizard: Kelsey Taylor
    @Jet Starr: Slate Bass
    @Electro: Darius LaVonte
    @NickThePenguin: Brad Blitz
    @Adamska.: Adam Burke
    @Swing Car: Paul Allen
    @PJ Ibarazaki: Paul Ravana
    @SmackChat-Luke: Artemis
    @SupaHeeroh: Buster Gate
    @Y2JCake: Alexander Adams

    Read and vote!
  11. Scott Fargo won this for me. Both his promos were really good, but I could tell that Frosty was kind of out-of-it when it came to his second promo. His first promo was sub-par compared to the ones he made prior. I just felt that Frosty bit off a bit more than he could chew and Dojo exploited it, well.
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  12. Well......I guess I was the underdog :D
  13. [​IMG]
    what're you fuckin' retarded?
  14. probably am tbh
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  15. Dojo completely killed me. I should probably keep it to one match per PPV considering these amount of matches are too much. I got to the point of just putting words together, and I wasn't arsed with them at all. I do want those Tag titles so expect me and Jet at 100%

    Not a bad start for my first month in IWT though :p
  16. Hey Frosty if you need that rehab win I gotchu.
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  17. c'mon Botchie, he still has another match to do before Anarchy ends. Have some faith.
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  18. OK Frosty. I've had multiple matches on a show before, so I felt your pain. It isn't easy. No matter the format. Your second promo, despite how tired you were, wasn't that bad, although a bit ramble-filled. You tried your best you put an effort, especially considering the circumstances and that I give credit towards. But I'm voting Dojo. Even if I'm a bit sympathetic for your situation, your first promo though...for me, hurt you bad for a few reasons.

    The talking to the fans thing is a unique idea. I was curious, and it kind of makes it stand out a bit.... Then....

    You said "Smark" four times...First...You SHOULDN'T use insider terms so "willy-nilly" in your promos. "Smarks" and "marks" are insider terms and you shouldn't really be using it. (There is another one which irked me more I'll get to later). They should only be used for a legit shoot promo if even needed. That for me hurt your promo. You could have made fun of the fan in a number of different, more creative ways without calling him "a smark." Not as bad though as one...word... used the word "heel." You outright said the word "heel..." That is blurring the lines too much for me. Even when you faced me, you originally used the words *it's been a while so may not be word for word* "I've been in e-feds and leagues for years..." You took it out after I told you about it. But what I mean is you need to chose your words carefully for promos. You can't say "Oh, he's the heel" or "Oh, these fans are smarks" or "Oh, this is an e-fed." In the end, we are all in character when we make promos. We can't break it. Do I mention or hint at my time as Ryan Vendetta when I'm Ivy Hale? No. As far as I'm concerned, she is a rookie and a completely different character. Does a babyface say they are a babyface? No, and IWT is not an "e-fed" in story, it is a "wrestling promotion or company."

    Maybe this may not be as big of a deal for everyone else, if you disagree, I get it, but for me, seeing stuff like that in promos for no reason really gets me annoyed.
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  19. Dude, Tyson did some bad drugs before this match. It ain't his fault that he forgot
  20. In that case, someone needs to be suspended for violating the IWT Wellness Policy. Tssk tssk.

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