Voting IWT Anniversary - Alkatrz vs Michael!

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Have you voted in the Google Docs poll?

Poll closed Dec 19, 2014.
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  1. #1 Jonathan, Dec 15, 2014
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    The following contest is scheduled for one fall...

    Alkatrz (@Tumbas) w/ Danny Jacobs at ringside vs. Michael (@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 a 2 promo per person limit.
    -Voting will then last for 24 hours after the last promo is posted.​

    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. The arena lights begin to flicker, on and off. The crowd seems dazed before a late start to China White begins to blare on the PA system in the arena. The crowd reacts with a slight pop and a mixed reaction of cheers and boos.

    After a short while, Michael steps out from behind the curtain with another slight eruption of the crowd reacting. He casually walks down to the ring, completely ignoring the panorama of tables set around the ring. He nonchalantly rolls into the ring and grabs a microphone that was laying in the corner of the ring. He clears his voice before beginning to speak.

    Michael: It feels like it's been a century since I've walked out here without a glimpse of TNG around, mentally and physically. Ironically enough, I may not be worried about TNG but I'm facing a former member of TNG here tonight, in a Tables match. When I was told that this was going to be a Tables match, I was excited. I was excited to finally get my hands on Alkatrz and hopefully some time in the future on his friend, Danny Jacobs. I was excited to put down Jwab's security guard, and most of all I was excited to see exactly how Alkatrz is going to "end" my career. I have heard that same accusation far too many times, and that is probably because Alkatrz underestimates me. Maybe it's just another empty threat that ultimately leads to nothing, at all. Yeah, he's going to come out here and boast about how he ended The New Generation, but the funny thing is...he may have left, but I still had Eric Draven. I still had the power to recruit more, but I didn't because I knew that more and more people will slowly morph into the unloyal cowards that Alkatrz grew into. I knew that the IWT was full of jackasses and I split just as soon as I realized that. The only thing Alkatrz did to me, was give me a perfect excuse to beat him mercilessly.

    A small portion of the crowd begins to start an Alaktrz chant but is quickly silenced when Michael threatens them off camera.

    Michael: Some might say that what Alkatrz did was for the better of his career. Unfortunately, those same people thought Chris Kaizer was going to be a big star. The same people who think that what he did was for the better, thought that the bWo would actually be something in the IWT. But as well all know what they believe is the exact opposite of what actually occurred. *The crowd begins to boo* Boo me! The people who are boo-ing me right now are the same people who believed that load of crap. You people are the ones that believe Alkatrz is doing the right thing, but I wonder how many times the right thing can come back and bite you in the ass? Just as many times you double cross me. I have spared no one, and Alkatrz is no exception.

    Michael runs his hands through his hair and takes a deep breath. He has a blank stare in his eye that slowly turns into anger.

    Michael: I don't give a shit if you're going to end my career, kill me or cast a spell on me. I came here to pound a lesson of respect into you. I came here to pound some loyalty into you, and most of all I came here to relentlessly put you down, like the lap dog you are. It doesn't matter how many steroids you shoot up a day, you'll still be a vanilla midget in the wrong side of the land of the giants.

    Michael stands patiently awaiting Alkatrz.
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  3. Had to get some cheap shots for the cheap heat. Don't hate.
  4. I haven't read your promo yet, I was referring to how long this is taking...
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  5. (been out both days, didn't know the match was happening now or I wouldn't of.)

    *Alkatrz walks out pissed off*

    Michael you don't have the brawn to dare threaten anyone with glass dreams. You heard these people right? They Boo'd you. And the ones that cheered? They are just surprised you invited yourself to your own funeral. you are a reject Michael. It's your nature, your only role in life is to be my lunch. Yet I don't want to eat you. You are a shitty lunch. See no one likes to play with their food, and no one likes food, that denies it's role in life. No one eats food, that thinks you are the food. I am at the top of the food chain, you are so far down I think a caterpillar is above you. Now after I try to point out the obvious, and ram it into that stupid skull of yours, I am gonna to crush you through every god damn table I can find in this arena. I will leave you broken. I will make sure you can never return here. And then. All the boys in the back will be screaming my name. I will become a god, for banishing that loser known as, Michael...

    You see this isn't just a throw of words. This is the god damn truth. You are nothing. You run your mouth, act like you are everyone's friends but in the end you are the shit on the bottom of the boot, stinking the room out. Well I am getting rid of that smell, So people will see the face of IWT as the Big Guy he is, not some shit stinking crappy faction member.

    I am not doing this for my enjoyment. I am doing this as my duty. Not only as the greatest GM in history's security. But the duty of a real man. We can hit the history books jack. I can you show, that I am William The Conqueror. And you, King Harold. That in the battle of Hastings, where William slayed Harold, and took his crown. Do you understand your role now Michael? History is full of stories like these. I'm surprised you don't get it to be honest. Because you and your TNG. Have always been history from the second I walked through these doors. I can play The Big Guy all night, I can boast about these Biceps formed by boulders, I can talk about my bank account, hell I can even talk about my ex-girlfriends. But there would be no point in boring this crowd. Because that is your job. And your next one, is getting crushed through a god damn table. So please just drop that mic, save us all the pain and agony of having to watch a grown man get decimated for our entertainment and let me finish you quick, so I don't have to look at that face for another second.
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  6. Michael: I see your whole plan, you're trying to put yourself above me by pandering to the people that don't like me, and trust me folks...A LOT of people don't like me. Whether it's personal or professional, we'll never know. But we do know that you're slowly but surely pressing on the self-destruction button. I don't care if I'm your breakfast, lunch or dinner, This isn't a 3 meal buffet, this is a match. We all know you're as delusional as anyone can be, but you don't need to make yourself into the biggest fool in the IWT in front of millions worldwide. If you honestly think you're the top of the food chain then I pity you and anyone else who thinks the same. You haven't had a match worthy of a piss break since you walked in here, let alone be called the top of the food chain. I never knew "ridding the IWT of a loser" would make someone a god? Did William the Conquerer become a king for killing a good-for-nothing peasant? Your faults lie between your retardation and incompetence to learn some basic human attributes. I don't remember the last time I got on this microphone and didn't call someone else, let alone call someone my friend? But in your understandably slow brain, it might of come out like that.

    Michael paces around Alkatrz.

    Michael: You're right, the crowd would find it a bore to listen to your sad, pathetic and useless claims to make yourself sound bigger. No one gives a shit about how many
    imaginary girlfriends you've had, or about the amount of steroids that morphed you from a small vanilla midget to a jacked up vanilla midget. I recommend you don't talk about anything at all because everything you talk about is just the biggest pile of steaming shit I've ever heard. I hate to break it to you but you're not rich, no one gives a shit if you put me through a table and no one finds it cool that you're the saddest parody of Ryback to step out into the public, son. Pack your bags and get out before you witness the real side of the IWT, not the sunny beaches and packed pay-checks that TNG brought you, but the one that will be stuffed down your throat by none other than me.

    Michael chuckles.

    Michael: I have no problem getting this talking bullshit out of the way sooner than later. You can spew your brand of insecure insults to everyone that you see, but just know. When you're a man no taller than a 5th grader, you can't cut it with me. You aren't looked at as some star in the making you just look like a poor mans Little Petey Pump. Now, I'll sit back and listen to you spout shit, that is absolute nauseating. But me being me, I love it when pieces of shit make themselves into even bigger pieces of shit. So please, keeping spouting shit, it's fucking hilarious.
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  7. *Alkatrz laughs when Michael talks about his track record*

    Michael. You don't get it do you. This was all an act. I purposely lost all of my matches because I knew the effect it would have on you, and the rest of TNG. I have been hungry. I wanted more than a meal, I wanted a buffet. So I went for the group of rejects, that I could use to boost me into my stardom. Each loss was a spear in your side. Until everyone left and I was the cross that keep you pinned in the air. Now we let God, the fans decide your fate Michael. They get to decide what you are. Because day in day out they are the ones that have to be bludgeoned by your petty and inferior opinions.

    You see you can talk about pitying me, and you can call me stupid. But these people feel exactly the same Michael. Know why people buy tickets to these shows? Because they like entertainment. And there is nothing more entertaining than watching a headless chicken run around.

    I am here to show you the power of The Big Guy Michael. You don't have a fighting chance god dammit. You don't listen. These people don't have your back. These people wear the Big Guy's shirts because they love him. They love him in the ring, on the mic, and in their beds jack.

    *The crowd begins cheer and Alkatrz smirks*

    I have said it already Michael, you don't scare me. This is not a challenge, this is not a match. This is me taking out the trash. why haven't I destroyed you yet you may be asking? Because I want to break you mentally first. You need to understand how disgusting your existence is before I leave you shattered.

    *Alkatrz watches Michael surround him before he speaks up again*

    Michael, stop!

    You still don't get it for fucks sake. You start circling me? You are being slaughtered right now. This is painful to watch, do you not know how to die? Do I really have to drop this size 14 boot down your ass before you realize what a bitch you are? I might be a Ryback parody. But at least I know I am...

    What are you Michael, I want you to try to explain to these people what you have ever tried to be...

    This is the last time I will ever speak to you. This is the last time anyone will see you. These, are your last breaths. I can kick your ass right now, I can cut a pipebomb on that ramp right there. I can beat you up, fuck your wife and say I did it because I'm the big booty daddy, but in the end it wouldn't mean anything dammit. You are not worth anything for me. I don't get entertainment out of this. This is awkward for me. I am doing this because I hate you. I hate having to hear that nasal voice of yours, I hate having to see that sweaty limp dick face of yours. I hate the fact, I had to ride, with your dirty ass for months!

    You make me fucking sick Michael!

    Now, this is the last thing I have to say. You won't be here to witness my wraith on IWT so I will give you the low down now. I am going to kill you, then anyone who dares assume they are better than me. Then, I am going to grab each one of the worthless titles here. And I will rip the previous champions faces off until the people of IWT understand I am not just a Big Guy. But I am the future. I am not afraid to fight anyone. Hell get That chav Gav down here and I will break his neck. Get Dat Kid to come out here to his faggy music. I will tear him limb, to fucking limb!

    Because Michael. I am the symphony of Death!
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  8. Great promos guys.
    MOTY candidate.
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  9. :notsure1:
  10. :lady:

    Second part was a joke.
  11. :cry:
  12. Not kidding. This was actually an awesome match. Probably Roadie's best promos ever (although i would have left out the Vanilla Midget and Ryback references), and I really enjoyed Tumbas' promos too. Good job you two.
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  13. Are people starting to warm up to Micheal's promos? :aries2:

    Good match guys.
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  14. Yeah, think wrestling terms actually diminish promos.
    Jobbers (Works sometimes, but avoid it)
    There's some others, but can't think of it.
    Also, major league companies don't exist with IWT.
  15. We should add stuff like that to the sign up thread so people see it there @Delik