Voting IWT Anarchy- Virtue vs. D.T.F

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Who won?

Poll closed Sep 28, 2016.
  1. Virtue

  2. D.T.F

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  1. #1 Shadow, Sep 23, 2016
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    The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is the final match in the IWT Tag Team Revival Tournament and it is for the IWT Tag Team Championships!

    D.T.F (@TheFrostyBlur) (@Jet Starr) vs. Virtue (@Roadster) (@DK James)

    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. *Michael and Joey Bryant somberly walk out onto the stage. The tag tournament has begun taking it's toll. Michael and Joey hype up the crowd on the stage and begin their march down to the ring. Joey slides in and walks over to the corner of the ring where he poses, as Michael steps out on the outside of the ring-post to a barrage of camera flashes. Michael and Bryant step down as the crowd cheers them. Michael walks over and grabs a microphone and Bryant grabs one from the ring announcer.*

    Michael: We're not going to lie- we're beat up. The travel, the fight, the punishment is non-stop. The grind is hard, and finding the will to continue is even harder. With that said...we've been doing this for over 2 years. We are some of the longest serving competitors on this roster, and why is that? It's because we can stand the grind, the will and the passion to come back and find a way to continue. And that's why we're standing in this ring, one match away from becoming the brand new IWT Tag Team Champions. Our opponents, with all due respect, are rookies in the IWT. IWT is a whole different monster- no other company compares. There's a reason a minority of the IWT's alumni can withstand the years, months, weeks and days upon days of this grind. It's not an average man's game. It's not an average mans game, and we aren't gods, but we have the drive of a god. We are two men on a mission, and there's only one more hurdle in our path and that's you two. It's very obvious, Slate and Storm are here for one thing, and that's to win titles and use it as a stepping stone for bigger and greater things- everyone knows it. And, truth be told, it isn't the worst strategy. They may need it...but we want it. We want to win this for this division. They couldn't give a shit about this division. All they see is themselves in the mirror, holding two shiny belts awaiting for the next singles belt to open up. This division is just a hurdle to them, and to us? It's a fucking kingdom, and we're slating to become the fucking kings.

    *Michael strokes his chin and rubs his eyes. He takes a second to gather his thoughts and resumes.*

    Michael: Slate Bass, I know of your past. You had a great resume with some great names under your belt. I respect what you've done, unfortunately for you, it doesn't matter anymore. With NGW has gone your merit and your name. You are an evasive species in a new habitat. It's kill or be killed, and you're staring into the eyes of your biggest predator. You are prey to us. You are our final meal before Virtue is established as the newest Tag Team Champions. No one in IWT cares what you've done or how your matches were, anymore, you're in the jungle. This is the wild, and you never know what ani-beast awaits you. However, you're staring into the eyes of your beast. Virtue may not be fedora wearing pretty boys, but we're fighters. We fight and we win. We attack and pounce. At this point, Virtue are two caged animals that have been released into the wild. A saying goes, that what doesn't show fear is something you should fear. And those words ring true, for you. We don't show fear, we don't feel fear and we aren't controlled by fear. But you two, as prey do, are tranquilized in fear. We feel it, and everyone knows it.

    *Michael squints his face, and looks at the crowd. He paces around Joey as Joey has a frown on his face.*

    Michael: You two have bitten off more than you can chew, and that rings truer for Tyson than Slate. Tyson Storm, I find your drive to be admirable. You've had 3 matches within a few days span. That's a great feat, and even greater that you've won most of them. But that's the past, and this is now. This isn't about who's had more titles or wins. It's about who is going to win the titles and win this match. Your, usual, elementary tactics of interviewing fans and insulting peoples scent, won't work here anymore. You've been acting like a 12 year old boy, but this match will knock you into reality. You pulled off a massive upset, and that's great. But there's a reason it was considered an upset. You've faced the lowest common denominators to advance to this final. But you're looking at two kings. And those titles are our crowns. We are the farthest fucking thing from what you've faced, till this point. You've faced trash and crap for weeks. You've done nothing to make a name for yourselves. And we aren't gonna allow our crowns to be at expense, for your "name-making". Those crowns belong in one place, and that's around our waists. You, on the other hand, belong in one place, and that's in the fucking bush leagues.

    *Michael looks at Joey with a red tint in his face and Joey nods his head at everything Michael has said to this point and he raises his mic as the crowd cheers.*

    Joey: My man here hit the nail on the head, and he's got a reason to be angry. The tag division in IWT has been nonexistent for a couple years and all it has been missing is a team that is ready to change that. A team that actually stands for something and a team that is comprised of a couple kings. What good are the tag team titles if they're held by a couple peasants?

    *Joey looks over towards the titles which are sitting on a table at ring side. He looks back into the camera.*

    Joey: What good are the tag team titles if they're held by a pimp trying to make it as a professional wrestler and a guy that doesn't realize he does not belong in the spotlight. Tyson Storm, the man of too many words, is here facing off against us tonight with his tag partner Slate Bass and they happen to call themselves D.T.F. You told your opponents in the semi-finals that you two are DTF and I agree with you there. You two really are Destined To Fail. Tyson... I watched you get that miracle victory over Scott Fargo a month back, and I respect that you were able to do such a thing. But ever since then you have been overrated and nothing more than a fluke and tonight that is going to be shown to the world. You're going to not only lose against Virtue, but you already failed against Scott Fargo, as predicted, and will leave here with no gold and maybe it will finally get through to you that one miracle victory does not mean you are worth being in the spotlight.

    *He looks towards the stage almost expecting Tyson to come out right then but raises the mic again when he doesn't.*

    Joey: And as for are everything that is wrong with IWT today. Back when I ran this place, guys like you were at the very bottom, struggling to even get one win under their belt. But seeing guys like you succeed these days makes me realize now is a different time for IWT, but even so, a man like you holding the Tag Team Championship would do nothing more than kill the tag division even more. Michael and I are not only bringing Virtue back to this company but we're here to make the tag division something amazing and to do that, we're going to make sure guys like you stay far, far away from our belts. While we are going to use the tag team titles as crowns of IWT, you will be using it for nothing more than a way to attract more hoes off the street.

    *The crowd cheers and Joey shakes his head and walks back next to Michael.*

    Joey: I say it again and again and again but Virtue will always prevail...and it's been that way since i made a name for myself years back. There is nothing that either of you can say that will change that because you two will always be the jokes of the tag division, nothing more than the stepping stones while Michael and I are....

    *He closes his eyes and looks up in the air and raises the mic high.*

    Joey: ...the kings....

    *He opens his eyes as the crowd pops and they both await their opponents.*
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  3. The music of The Head Pimp in Charge, Slate Bass, begins to blast throughout the arena. Only, Slate Bass isn't the one to come out.
    Out comes Tyson Storm, with a very confident/smug look on his face and his hands behind his back.
    As the main drop in the music hits, out comes Slate Bass with a spin. Slate stands still with his back towards the camera and points at Tyson Storm.
    Tyson brings his hands up from behind his back, holding Slate's fedora in the air. With a quick movement, Tyson tosses the fedora towards Slate, who catches it while doing a bow.
    Slate rolls the fedora onto his head, walks over to Tyson and shakes his hand.
    The two men walk down the ramp, Tyson snickering at the two men in the ring and Slate inaudibly mocking the very fans Virtue showed some love to.
    Tyson Storm is the first man to enter the ring and stand facing Virtue, whilst Slate Bass walks over to the commentators area to grab two microphones.
    Standing beside the apron, Slate tosses one microphone to Tyson in the ring.
    Slate stands at ringside, slowly and neatly removing his entrance gear.

    Tyson Storm: I find it fascinating that you two Jersey Shore rejects find the nerve to say we beat the bottom of the barrel. We just beat trash for the last couple of weeks? Am I wrong to say that the almighty Virtue have only had handicap matches in this entire tournament? Klein didn't show up for match one, and you both ended up beating the one man army of Gav. LaVonte didn't show up for match two, and you both nearly lost to Knight who had to carry on by himself. Now you're both here saying we don't deserve this? Look at yourselves! You're only in this match because he's the GM. You both should be giving us the championships. D.T.F beat both Frye and Blitz to make it to the second round match. You both basically got gifted the damn spot. We then went into our second match drunk, and we still won! And both of you are saying Guernica and Taylor are trash?
    *Crowd begin to boo as Guernica and Taylor are loved by the fans*

    Tyson Storm: They don't even agree with that. Why should you even be here? Talk about pulling strings to make sure you both get some sort of shot at glory. Are you not ashamed of that? Calling yourselves Kings when you haven't won any sort of decent battle? You got lucky to even be here, and everyone knows that. Knight was so close to making it here by himself, and you both still have the audacity to call Virtue the kings? You're squires at best. You both are looking at the kings, no, you're both looking at the emperors of the Tag Team division. And you seem to like talking about my past, so how about we talk about it then? I beat Scott Fargo in my first match, and yes it did get a lot of hype around D.T.F. I may have two defeats on my record from Ivy Hale and Scott Fargo, but I still know for a fact that she used the ropes. Scott Fargo may have got the better of me tonight, but that's still debatable considering of the wild night me and Bass had the other day. Slate is still undefeated, so what gives you two loons the right to discredit us? We have actually won tag team matches in this tag team tournament while you both have done shit, and I wouldn't be surprised if you paid off those no show competitors. Again, we should be tag team champions already. But we still need to beat you two "Kings", but what happens then? Will you give the rest of the tag division their fair shot at getting beat by D.T.F? What stops him from booking himself into another championship match for our Tag Team titles? This whole thing is being worked by him, and you all know it. What gives them the right to advance when they didn't even have a tag team match? Shouldn't you be going for the handicap championship? Fits you both perfect in two ways.
    *Tyson Storm laughs towards Michael and Joey*

    Tyson Storm: But I guess he has the power to do this, so why not I guess? Me and Slate don't mind taking another victory on our way to glory, so why not start with the GM and Mr. Joey over there? You both seem to dwell on the past a little too much. You both said me and Slate would be getting it hard to get one win back then? How bad are you both going to look when we beat you tonight? You act like the old IWT is the greatest thing since sliced bread, but you both must have been terrible back then. I'm going to guess both of you were the guys that couldn't get one win under your belt? Don't ever put us in the same category with you two losers. We're D.T.F and we're down to fuck everyday of the week. The only people destined to fail are you two after we beat you both tonight. How long will your little unit last when you see that you can't hang with the young dogs? We drink 7 days a week, but we still manage to win, and we still look good doing it. We both beat the combined efforts of Guernica and Taylor while drunk as fuck. What stops us from beating you two dopes tonight? Nothing will stop D.T.F from climbing the final steps to the top of that tag team mountain. I hate to break it to you both, but you're the stepping stones tonight. You both opened a bag worms you can't control. We're ready for tag team competition while you both are just ready to lose.

    Tyson Storm begin to circle both Michael and Joey

    Tyson Storm: What do you guys even have to offer? All you have is the power of the GM, and that's all you ever will have. You two may have the experience of being in IWT way longer than both of us, but who cares? We care about what you can offer now, and from the looks of it I see nothing interesting. I don't care how many events you both main evented since it doesn't matter anymore. This is the time for the future, and you both are the sheep waiting to be slaughtered by us both. We don't take it easy on anyone, and that's the way it will be tonight. I just advise you both to lay down and allow us to get this over with because it will be ugly if you don't. You may think we're nothing considering we're two party animals, and probably the most gorgeous men in this arena, but it isn't like that at all. We both have the wins because we're that good, and that's all we need to beat you two egregious animals.

    Slate, only now entering the ring, stands beside Tyson Storm and smirks.

    Slate: Well, well, it seems as if my Irish pal here has hit the nail right on the head. We may be full of ourselves, but you two are full of some funky ol' bull. We've earned the right to be here, but what did you do to get here? What did Virtue do to earn a spot in the finals? Why are you two competing for the IWT Tag Team Championships when you haven't won a single Tag Team match? As a matter of fact, why is this scenario a thing when you two could barely pull off wins in Handicap matches? You two aren't a team, baby. You're just two has-beens turned wannabes. You wish you could reach our level, because the sad fact is that you've both fallen far below whatever level you were at before D.T.F arrived. We won our matches, drunk and tired, while you two got your proverbial asses handed to you and almost lost to two separate men in two separate matches. You want to say we had it easy? Please, jack. Look back at the rest of this tournament and re-think your evaluation of how it played out, because as The Head Pimp in Charge sees it, you two are lucky to be in the ring with us two, how did you put it, rookies. Well it just so happens that these tworookies are going to leave your blood on the dancefloor tonight playa's.
    Slate walks a circle around Virtue, who keep an eye on his every step.
    Slate begins to chuckle at what he sees standing before him. Slate looks at Tyson, who now begins to laugh at the expression on Slate's face.

    Slate: You two are past your prime. So step aside and watch D.T.F step up. Watch us two-step over you two steps on the stairway to greatness. The greatness we've fought for in this tournament, the greatness I fought for in NGW and the greatness that Dublin' The Funk will attain here in IWT when we walk out of Anarchy as the new IWT Tag Team Champions, boys! We aren't going to let a pair of Old Yeller's prevent us from doing what we do best, and that's being us, which means being the best. This could have all been avoided if you opted to not show up, but instead we have to take your funky asses out behind the shed now. This is a story Of Mice and Men, so we're going to deal with you how George dealt with Lennie, and it ain't gunna be pretty. Not only are we going to win the IWT Tag Team Championships, but we're also going to be known as career killers, because once we're done here tonight, you'll both go down to where Joey Bryant seems to think I the bottom, only you'll be underneath my boot.

    Slate stomps hit foot on the mat and grinds the ball of his foot into it.
    With a much more serious demeanor than people are used to, Slate stands within inches of Virtue.

    Slate: Honestly, do you really believe you two jive turkeys stand a chance to the shining stars of this new era in IWT? Two men who could barely win Handicap matches to get here? Against two men, who on their worst day while being drunk and so tired we looked dead, won two matches with virtual ease? Do you really think that you can win now? Funkin' hell, you two have even less of a chance now that we're stone cold sober, fit as a fiddle and one-hundred percent alert and awake. This match is a no-brainer, so everyone watching should have no issue understanding this since none of them, including you two, have any semblance of a brain. The Jive Talkin', Pimp Walkin', Funk Lovin', Booty Whippin', Head Pimp in Charge Slate Bass and the Category 5 Hurricane, Mountain of a Man, The Fierce Fighting Irish, Tyson Storm are D.T.F. I don't mean Dublin' the Funk, surely not Destined to Fail, no no no baby, I'm saying that we are Definitely the Finest in IWT. Tonight...tonight we are going to prove without a shadow of a funkin' doubt that Dublin' the Funk is damn sure going to run this and every other show in IWT. And if you don't believe me...well, y'know the rest playa'.

    Slate Bass, keeping his sights dead on Virtue, backs up towards Tyson Storm.
    Slate shines a clever smirk towards Virtue.
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  4. OOC: You guys going to promo? I thought there was a 24 hour rule or something?
  5. 24 hours after the first promo has been posted is the deadline. We still got 2 hours till then. Stay frosty.
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  6. Give it some time lad, they technically still have 29 hours (the rules are changed to the first promo being posted in 24 hours and the match to be completed in 48) and not to mention, people go over the time limit all the time but winning by forfeit is just gay so exceptions are made all the time as long as you don't abuse it. DK and Tsar won't do that either way, so it's all good.
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  7. The first promo must be posted within 24 hours. There is no time limit after that, on promos. It's based on how much time we have and considering this is the finals, we still have time, and I know I'll get it done soon. Therefore, this match will continue.
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  8. That's cool. You may not get the reply until tomorrow (UK Time)
  9. *Joey rolls his neck and looks at Michael real quick then back at DTF and raises his mic.*

    Joey: That's cute. The two of you came out together for the first time. Write that down in the IWT history books. You done asking questions, Tyson? You want answers to those questions or are you just going to keep asking them? Are you delusional or just really confused? Don't it get annoying hearing all these questions at once? Let me clear your mind up a little bit.

    *He shakes his head and paces back and forth in front of them, looking all around the arena as he speaks.*

    Joey: We're not in this match just because he's the GM, you poor fool. We're in this match because we decided we wanted to be a part of the tournament just like you two. As I said backstage before the match and as you just said, you're correct, our matches to get to this point were handicap matches. I could pull the whole "that's not our fault" card cause it really isn't but you should already know that, unless you're really that foolish. Michael said it best previously, and i'll reiterate, just because we've only had handicap matches to this point does not mean we're not prepared to win those tag titles. We've had years of experience in this company and both know what it takes to take dudes like you down a peg. According to you both, we don't deserve this, yet we have a history of dominance in this company already while the two of you act like you have the same. You are both nothing but new faces and pretending like you're a couple of big shots is not going to get you anywhere.

    *He pauses for a moment and looks like he's ready to let Michael talk but raises the mic super fast again.*

    Joey: And that's a thing that i've been annoyed with when it comes to you newcomers. You look at guys like Michael and I and you think we're past our prime. You think it's time for us to pack our bags and go home because we've been around for "too long". We're not 40 years old, we're still in our 20's, we still have a lot in the tank, and if anything, our experience here will beat any one of you hopeless rookies. I don't give a damn what kind of experience you gained over at that second rate company but this is IWT, a company that wouldn't be SHIT without guys like Michael and I. This is the tag team division, a division that won't be SHIT without Virtue running the show!

    *He runs his hands through his hair, visibly angry, and pats Michael on the shoulder to go next. Michael squints his eyes and looks at Tyson*

    Michael: You don't learn do you? I directly warned you that your elementary attempts at ragging on us is the biggest hole in your gameplan. Jersey Shore rejects? What do we have to do with Jersey Shore? Or were you short on new jokes from your 4th grade joke book? Get a grip, Tyson. You honestly believe that someone who can't beat you isn't trash? Let me remind you, your meal ticket is calling people "doo doo heads". Don't try to tell me my fucking place, Tyson. You sit your ass down and show us some fucking respect. You have the fucking gall to tell me that I'm here because i'm the GM? Did you forget or is your memory selective? This tournament was open-admission. It's kind of clear that you're spending more and more time with Aids Johnson. You show up drunk, annoy everyone, act like you matter, spout lies and act like they're true, and don't know when to show respect. I'm telling you this now, learn your place. Piss in your toilet, not in ours.

    *Michael looks over at Bass.*

    Michael: Slate, let me tell you something. You know why you're here? You know why you're in this tournament? You know why you're competing for a title? You know why you are in the IWT? It's because of me. All due respect to Joey, but I was here pulling a dead dog for the sake of these fans and for the sake of talent like you. I know you think you're a fucking god because you don't respect me and that you're younger than me and won 3 matches, but let me give you a reality check. You aren't anything. You're a spec on the windshield, and us? We're the "proverbial" wipers. Get ready to be knocked to the side you fedora wearing jester. Get your buddy's joke book and pull another ironically funny joke, go ahead...jester.

    *Joey laughs at Michael's last statement and raises his mic again.*

    Joey: You both brag about fighting your matches drunk like the jesters you are. Neither of us called Guernica and Taylor trash, you must have been too fucked up to get that thought in your head. All we said is you two may have beat those two, but they are nothing compared to Virtue. All respect to those boys but just because you sneaked away with a win there, don't think for a second you'll be sneaking away with a win tonight. Those shiny new tag belts are ours, gentlemen, and this tag division is ours for the taking. We can hang with you "young dogs" because we still are young dogs. We're just the rare breeds and you both are nothing more than mutts.

    *He pauses and looks at both of them up and down before shrugging.*

    Joey: I am a man that hesitates between vice and virtue but i've succeeded by being virtuous almost every time. I have a feeling this won't be the last time we see the two of you but this time around, Virtue will be victorious, and we'll be holding on to those tag titles for a long time. Maybe you both will get lucky and can get another shot in a couple months. But until then, smarten up, get your facts straight, and don't come back until you feel like sobering up.

    *Joey stops talking and stares at the hard-camera, while Michael holds up his microphone, and begins again. Pointing at both Tyson and Slate.*

    Michael: Tyson, Slate- It actually warms my heart that two men without a lick of respect try to teach Virtue about it. Virtue is built to carry and spread respect. We're on a mission to help IWT, and potentially fix it. Does it mean we will? No. But what it does mean, is that we will do all we can do in our power to lay waste to those who challenge Virtue. What we will do is lay waste to those that disrespect respect. What does that mean to you? You're staring at two kings, who won't need to order an execution when they have the block, next to their throne.

    *Michael's face regains it's regular color and he looks away from both Tyson and Slate and begins addressing the crowd.*

    Michael: I know it's hard to grasp this, but the IWT is not an anarchist wasteland for the taking. There's a king, and that's me. With me is my brother in arms, and together we are Virtue. We give respect, when given respect. We help when helped. We fight when fought. You two are just our two newest victims. Victims that will fall to the prophecy of Virtue. The prophecy reads, two men carrying it's name will destroy those who spit in it's name. I'm sure we all know, Virtue not only prevails, but it, also, demolishes.

    *Michael lowers his microphone and awaits a rebuttal.*
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    Anything going on here or?
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  11. #11 TheFrostyBlur, Sep 27, 2016
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    Yes. Posting the promo later today
  12. #12 Jet Starr, Sep 27, 2016
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    Slate Bass stares at Virtue and puts on a sad face. He looks over at Tyson Storm who puts on a sad face and hangs his head down.
    Slate somberly walks backwards towards the ropes.

    Slate: Gee, you two sure got us feeling blue...I just don't know how we can come back from humiliation like that...I...I...why I've lost my funky ol' smile...and...and you've made Tyson ever so sad...

    Slate and Tyson hug each other and loudly let out exaggerated cries.
    They pick their heads up and look at Virtue before beginning to cry again.

    Slate: I guess we better get on to going backstage, seeing as we've been utterly embarrassed and taken advantage of...c'mon Tyson, let's go to the hotel and eat ice cream out of the container...

    Slate Bass and Tyson Storm leave the ring and walk up the ramp somberly before heading backstage.
    Everyone in the arena is in a state of confusion as Slate and Tyson appear to be gone for good, when suddenly Slate Bass' music begins to play throughout the arena again.

    Out comes Tyson Storm laughing hysterically, followed by Slate Bass who has a smile a mile wide as he confidently walks down the ramp and hops onto the apron. Tyson Storm slides back into the ring.
    Slate Bass goes through the ropes as his music stops.

    Slate: Ehem, allow us to reintroduce ourselves, sucka's. I'm Slate Bass, this is Tyson Storm, together we're Dublin' The Funk and we don't give a flying funk' about what you two walking failures have to say about us. Now, allow me to make you look just as stupid as you sound. You just said that, and I quote, "Neither of us called Guernica and Taylor trash"...I beg to differ, because before we came out here, you had literally just said, and I quote yet again, "You've faced trash and crap for weeks", if my knowledge of the English language is mistaken, you included Guernica and Taylor in the category of "trash and crap" because you never stated otherwise, so clearly you need to go back to Elementary school Joey, my dear boy. I love to see people cowering and shaking in their boots so much so, that they make a mistake. It means that you two are on the defensive. It means that you two feel the end is coming, you two, Virtue, fear us and the threat that we pose to you, baby.

    Slate Bass walks closer to Virtue, sniffs, and then walks backwards while laughing.

    Slate: Ooo, now what is that smell? No, I'm not stealing Tyson's joke about ya'll smelling, but I do smell something...ah yes, that's right, I smell the scent of inferiority on the GM and his puppet. Talk about smelling know what else smells funky? The fact that Michael couldn't speak for himself and Joey had to argue the blatant fact that they're only here because the GM is on the team. Yes, this tournament was open-admission, that is a fact. However, he used that as a way to weasel his way back into relevancy. To weasel his way into a high profile match. Then he got it easy by only having handicap matches. How on Earth is this not even the slightest bit fishy to anyone, is beyond me.

    Slate Bass sits on the top of the turnbuckle.

    Slate: One other thing, Mr. General Manager...

    Slate looks at the crowd, stands up on the second rope, outstretches his arms and is met with a combination of thunderous boos and thunderous cheers.

    Slate: That's why you hired me. Not because I'm the "dead dog" you claim me to be. But because even though I dislike all of these cretins, I get a reaction everywhere I go. I make you MONEY. That makes the world go round, jack. That makes you happy and that makes this company survive. Fact is, you needed me to help bring some more life to this place. You know what's best, and you know that I'm the best thing for this tag-team division. You know that Tyson Storm is the best thing for this tag-team division. You know that D.T.F is the absolute best for the IWT Tag-Team Championships. The only thing prevailing tonight, is us. The only thing being demolished, is two. And, aren't you two supposed to be the good guys in this situation? Then why such hostility? Why refer to us as your "victims"? shouldn't Tyson and I be saying all of that? I mean, it's an incredibly overused thing to say, but that's not the point.

    Slate goes back next to Tyson Storm.

    Slate: Now that I have formerly reintroduced myself to you two, I believe that Tyson has some things to say. But, before he does so, let me clarify something to you two...When you step to The Head Pimp in Charge...Slate shows his hand with the white glove...He's never afraid to show his hand...

    *Tyson Storm smugly walks towards Michael and Joey as he begins to speak*

    Tyson Storm: Kings.....You both actually make the rank look terrible. How on Earth can you two be the Kings of the Tag division? Guys, the Kings of the tag division haven't actually had a tag team match. How can they call themselves the kings then? What right do those two hasbeens have to call themselves kings? They haven't done anything interesting for the tag division whatsoever. Again, I'm 100% sure that the GM paid off those competitors to not show up. Can we really blame him for that? They could barely take out one man in their matches, and they think they even have a chance to beat D.T.F? We're undefeated in this division, and you both have the damn nerve to claim you're the kings? How delusional are you both? Go compete in a tag match, and then maybe come back to call yourselves the kings of the tag division....Bloody losers.

    *Tyson laughs directly at Michael and Joey just a few feet away from them*

    Tyson Storm: Elementary school jokes? How come these Elementary school jokes made a bigger impact than anything you've both done since I've been here? I wouldn't even waste my great humor on you two weirdos. You both basically lied right in that ring, and you're telling me to go back to Elementary school? You both need to learn some damn sense.....I swear if I was your dad I would be giving you both the strap. But I'm not your dad, so the next best thing for me to do is beat the living hell out of you both tonight. You're not ready for those Tag Team titles since you both didn't earn this spot. You should both be on your knees awarding us the Tag titles since we're the only ones who deserve them. We're the only ones who have advanced in those tournament matches in the right way, but you both didn't give a damn about that. Why should you be in this match? You're only here because that ugly ass looking at me is the GM of this place.

    *Tyson walks back towards Slate and begins to lean on the ropes*

    Tyson Storm: The New Era need new faces as the Tag Team Champions. You both don't belong in our era, so go back to your office and put your suit on. Michael, just stick with your day job since you're not wanted here. Joey, you're the past. I don't care about your 3 World title reigns since it doesn't matter anymore. You're down here in our house, and we don't take kindly to invaders. This is our Kingdom! We're the Kings of the Tag division! You both can just jog on since you will no longer be relevant after we butcher you both tonight. IWT deserve D.T.F as their Tag Team champions, and that is what they will get. We don't care if he's the GM and you're Mr. Big shot. By this time next year we will be World champions, and IWT will be in the hands of D.T.F while you both will be non-existent.

    *Both Tyson and Slate walk right towards Michael and Joey*

    Tyson Storm: Just face it boys, you can't beat us. Our legacies begin here tonight at IWT Anarchy. We will take those Tag titles, and we will claim that throne for ourselves, and we will rule this division. We won't be stopped, and you both will be extinguished in the process. You both will regret the day when you stepped in the ring with Slate Bass and Tyson Storm.

    *Tyson Storm and Slate Bass step back to their corners as the match is about to begin*
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  13. @Shadow guess everyone's all done here.
  14. @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
    @Mad Dojax: Scott Fargo
    @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
    @Tumbas: Spawn
    @NLSuplex: Ivy Hale
    @Black Wizard: Kelsey Taylor
    @Jet Starr: Slate Bass
    @TheFrostyBlur: Tyson Storm
    @Electro: Darius LaVonte
    @NickThePenguin: Brad Blitz
    @Adamska.: Adam Burke
    @Swing Car: Paul Allen
    @Black Iron PJ: Paul Ravana
    @SmackChat-Luke: Artemis
    @SupaHeeroh: Buster Gate
    @Y2JCake: Alexander Adams
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  15. Strong match all around. Frosty...way better than your Universal title match. Roadie, DK, good promos as always. Jet good. Hard for me to decide, but I'm going with DTF for their second promo, strong points and Slate's character work is funk-tastic.

    Nobody has anything to be ashamed of in this match.

    Also @Shadow Since my forum name is "Beaver" now, not "NLSuplex" you may need to change that so I can get tagged in future matches.
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  16. That needs to be done in the roster page. I'll do it.
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  17. I actually thought only one team did well here.

    There was too much rambling on in the D.T.F promos and I really think they mistook the characters of @Roadster and @DK James, like way too much to be forgiveable. Just a few:

    Never have either man ever hinted to being a "Jersey Shore Reject" and it's actually more of an insult to yourself if anything especially considering you brought up that you were drunk during your second-match, something a Jersey Shore reject would do. You look like fools.

    But they fairly entered the tourney and were aiming to fairly win, their opponents partners not showing up had nothing to do with them and thus Michael completely played fair. So, once again you just look like a fool. I mean you can claim Michael payed them off but 1. There ain't no proof of that and Michael would of done the same to you two, no? 2. Especially not making any sense due to how confident Virtue are throughout this match.

    Overall, I like promos to actually address the actual characters in the match. Your second promo was also identical to the first. Great structure, little substance.
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  18. The Jersey Douche is my gimmick though...
  19. You in this match?
  20. In spirit. I'm in every match.
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