Voting IWT Retribution - Michael vs. Alias Antonio

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Jun 17, 2016.

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Who Won?

Poll closed Jun 20, 2016.
  1. Michael

    43.5%
  2. Alias Antonio

    56.5%
  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the IWT World Championship

    (@Tsar) Michael vs. Alias Antonio (@THG?)

    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 up to 24 hours after the 1st promo is posted,
    and there is a no 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,
    ask as many questions, as you want. idgaf.


    Please don't post during the match. If you need to post an OOC post,
    it needs to be important and short.

    *DING DING DING!*
     


  2. *An unfamiliar theme song begins to play throughout the arena, but soon enough, the titantron turns on and the IWT crowd quickly realizes it's Alias Antonio, resulting in a loud pop for the former champ. He blasts through a heap of smoke, sporting his usual attire. But one thing is different. Alias is not alone. Jwab comes out by Alias' side, earning a mixed reaction from the IWT Universe. This doesn't rattle either of them, as they saunter intensely down to the ring, Jwab slightly trailing Alias. He agitates his head, letting out a scream before finally entering the ring. Jwab smirks and applauds Alias as he joins the commentary team. Antonio grabs a mic, whilst shaking his head some more.*
    I, for the first time in my professional career, am actually quite awestruck. For the first time in my professional career, I don't know what to say whilst standing in the middle of this ring....Then again, maybe I do.

    *"FUCK YOU MICHAEL, A-LI-AS" chants begin to surface.*

    Save your breaths people because me being awestruck has nothing to do with this reaction, and everything to do with a particular individual whom you've all just named in a very deferential manner. Yup, good ol Michael. Let me start off.

    It is absolutely double-edged from Michael's persona to come out here week after week and claim how he saved IWT's barren wasteland from it's coup de grace and built a whole new establishment atop of the futile state that IWT was last year. It's double-edged because he can make all of these exalted claims everytime he runs his trashy mouth, but yet he doesn't have the minimal respect to address one of the men who carried IWT before, during, and after the very decay of it's core and existence. He didn't, doesn't and will never have the slightest courtesy of addressing the man who is challenging him tonight for MY IWT Title that I never lost. He would rather skirt the responsibility of having to talk to me face-to-face, because lord knows that this match would've been over and done with before it even took place, if he ever decided to confront me with his flimsy words. He would rather run his mouth to yet another lowlife in Gav the Chav alongside his little bitch boy prom dates and all of the sudden act tough and brazen after a meaningless victory over said lowlife. He would rather auto-induct himself into his already defective Hall of Fame, all whilst getting roasted by a returning Chris Kaizer in the meantime, confirming what we all at one point thought, Michael is a pencil-neck geek.

    Michael's bureaucratic actions, or rather, inactions ever since he gained control of this company are the reasons why myself and VP took a stand against the IWT last year. It is the reason why we both protested and NO-SHOWED a first-time ever title match between us two. Almost a year later, I am back here. Back stronger than ever, and that's because I recognized that sitting at home would have done absolutely nothing to help my cause and that to instigate an impact and greater change, I would need to take these frustrations into my own hands and use these frustrations as an advantage to tear down the very foundation that Michael has built his dogmatic empire upon, which is coincidentally over the very foundations and groundwork that the founding fathers of the IWT constructed, including myself and many of my respected peers.

    The notion that Michael's incompetent leadership of this company has actually boosted the IWT's prestige and not completely driven it closer to it's irrecoverable disintegration just goes to show how institutionalized some folks are over here. All this "change" crap Michael's been spewing. It's a red herring that people are too taciturn to notice. Segregating this roster into two brands is ridiculous, matter of fact, I don't know which fucking brand I'm on. MATTER OF FACT, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. The only FACT that will MATTER tonight is me becoming your new IWT champion and as a natural consequence, I will be heralding myself as the undisputable owner of the IWT.

    I've always made clear my intentions to take back my IWT Title, but I also came back to take back IWT to it's golden age. And no, this isn't some political "plea" to make IWT "great" again. It's the growing, ceaseless disappointment that I've had to put up with since my baby steps in this company. And it's my task to put an end to this bullshit.

    He is the lowest common denominator in this company and I'll be damned if he carries on as the GM here after this match. Which is why I brought back my good friend Jwab back. We came into here, years ago, looking to cure the cancers within the IWT. Now we face a much greater burden. The cancer isn't within the IWT. The cancer is the IWT. And just like I said, I will do all it takes to tear down the foundations of Michael's skewed "IWT", a man's who's only notoriety comes from having a laughable win-loss record in the first place; and prompt the resurgence of the IWT that the founding fathers built.

    I've been adamant about one thing for the last year; and that's my IWT Title. But this match it more than that, it's about a bigger picture. The future of the IWT. A feud that's been boiling for a veryyyy long time and that will end with Michael's destruction.

    There are three things in the world that deserve no mercy, hypocrisy, fraud, and tyranny. And you my friend, tick the boxes on all 3.

    Jesus wept.
     
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  3. Michael's theme hits while the lights dim down, and a spotlight flashes onto the stage. Smoke and lazers fill the arena as Michael walks out wearing his gear and the IWT World Championship around his waist. His hair is slicked back, and wet. He is wearing an old "The New Generation" t-shirt, and he proceeds to walk down to the ring. He walks over to the corner and raises his title up as a barrage of camera flashes takeover the arena. He steps down and lays the title on his shoulder as he grabs a mic.

    Michael: You preach that I am a clueless tyrannical, corrupt, hypocritical fraud. That's an interesting narrative that fits you just as well as it could fit me. You never cared for this company. You never cared to build this company, and nor do you intend to. You've walked out on this company TWO times as IWT Champion. You left this company at IWTMania III, the most important night in IWT history. You returned to this company not because you came back from some heroic exile that was mean't to crumble my "corrupt" regime from afar as you preached a message of a true golden age in the IWT. You came back because you figured you might as well come back to a place that got red hot without you. You came back, and I'll be surprised if you show up next week. You're more of a corrupt, hypocritical scam than the entire roster here in this company. And, bringing Jwab back doesn't prove your case because just like you he left this company when he wasn't offered a high enough price. He never cared enough to stick through and save this motherfucking company; something, I did. I saved this company, you can ask the 30+ member roster who saved this company. The man who ditched this company as IWT Champion, TWICE, when it needed him the most, or the man that stuck through, signed talent, mentored, trained, and led for months to get this company back on it's feet. Go ahead and ask, because I may be a scheming son of a bitch, but I am the motherfucking godfather of this place and I'll be damned to give this title away without a fight for my last breath. I didn't take it from one bastard to lose it to another. I took this title to save it from shame and scrutiny and that's all you've brought to this title. You've trashed it again and again. You've ruined it's legacy. And that's why I am here, to make sure I ruin your legacy for retribution.

    Michael hands his title to the referee and walks over to Alias and stares blankly at him.

    Michael: You talk about founding fathers and how they built the very foundation of this company. Where the fuck are those founding fathers? Where is Britannica? Where is Aids Johnson? Where is Farooq? Where is Senhor, Alkaline, Frank or Danny? They left this company, and I respect their accomplishments but anyone who left this company a crippled mess is dead to me. If those that built this foundation left the building, then what is left of the foundation? It's null and void. It's empty and needs reworking. That's what myself and this new generation are here to accomplish. The men like Braedon Cross, Chris Young, Schizo and Ryan Davis. They're here because they give a damn, they're here and they work to get their accomplishments. They aren't here to reek the rewards of a booming company, they're here to lead this company into a new boom period. The opposite scenario comes to you. You're not here to take this title because you feel it deserves a better champion. You're here to take the title because you figured to take it while the company is doing good numbers and when the numbers drop, you'll pack up and go home. You won't come back until you see the company is doing well. It's a cycle and I'm here to end it. It's a cycle that I'm gonna kill. You are revered as a legend. A new foundational worker, some might say. And like the real founding fathers, you're gonna be home. This building; this house, you've had a part in building will come crumbling down upon your head. And a top of your grave, and the rubble of the old IWT will sprout a new IWT. An IWT where you are a distant memory and a lost soul. But it's already begun. You're an after thought and you will be for as long as you decide to stay. Your time is up.

    Michael runs his hand through his hair and relaxes before looking down in a deep thought but looks back up.

    Michael: So go ahead, and call me all the school yard names you want. It shows nothing but your lack of viable excuses as to why you came back. But I see straight through your lies. Your lies are your downfall. Jesus may have wept but when it comes down to it, Jesus will be laughing as he sends your guilty ass straight to hell. God will be happy to know that a fraction of the scum in this world will be sent away for eternal torture. God will be the judge. God will bring about your Armageddon. He will lay waist to you and your friends dirty deeds. He will put an end to your sinning ways. He won't weep, as a matter of fact there won't be a better day in his kingdom when a chamber of despair down in the fiery pits of hell has your name etched into it's gate. You will know when God will exact his wrath onto you, because you're staring straight into his eyes.
     
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  4. #4 THG?, Jun 18, 2016
    Last edited: Jun 18, 2016
    *Alias relaxingly twitches his head.*
    Seems like you're the one coming up with shit to substantiate your false narrative and despotic agenda, Michael....


    HOW CAN YOU SAY I'VE NEVER CARED ABOUT THIS COMPANY? I've sacrificed my life and put my literal blood, sweat and tears for this company OVER The course of my tenure here? Now tell me what have you done to prove that you give a damn about this company? Lose every single match of your career? Talk smack which you can't back up? Let me tell you your life story, Michael. You arrived here, not even as an enhancement talent, but as a completely clueless feckles bastard. You're a fucking roach who's managed to cling on to every little single structure to keep your name in the limelight. You talk about me as if I'm some trivial, meaningless old little dog who brought nothing but nugatory, non-existent honor to the IWT Title. I will admit my wrongdoings and yes, I may have barked up at the wrong tree at the wrong time while I was champion, but let me tell you something, you know nothing about me little bitch boy. You do not know and will never know who I am. I'm a hellhound that will flame your ass back and put you down.

    I didn't leave IWT the first time, it was the IWT that left me, infact it left most of this roster. It didn't leave you because like I said, you're a slimy abominable little cockroach who adhered himself into the very crumbling foundations and compositions that I've carried on my back and sculptured for the past 3 goddamn years and you took advantage of the so called barren wasteland, and what did you build on top? An even more wavering, jittery, slippery slope that's crumbling by the minute and will sure as hell come down as soon as I put an end to this tormenting, nauseating roach. This company isn't on it's feet. It's on it's knees looking at me in the eye begging me for one final emancipation. Proclaiming yourself as the "Savior of IWT" is a hefty alias to live up to but the truth of the matter, when we really get down to the nitty-gritty, is that I am the "Savior" of everything that I can see and hear calling my name. I am a benefactor, a rescuer, but most importantly....I am The Cure to the existing Decadence. You should've heeded what I've been preaching, Michael, now the fury of a patient man is coming back to bite you in the ass. Disease is the retribution of outraged Nature. And The Cure is the retribution of the treacherous, outraged disease. The forces of retribution are listening, they really are.

    I've ended Dat Kid, I've ended Joey Bryant, I've ended Spawn. I wasn't going to take you lightly, but you've shown no signs of ever being a worthy owner, let alone being a worthy champ. But don't think for one moment that you'll get to escape my grasps and survive this night because of that. Me on my 50% is better than you'll ever be on your 100%. So what you get coming to you tonight is, lets say, to diversify, a comeuppance.
    And by god, I will leave this company forever if you can muster up the strength to even pin my shoulders down cleanly for the 3-count. Because no man should have to live with the fact that Michael beat them. Aids Johnson was on the brink of suicide. Luckily, the similarities between me, you and Aids are few and far between, and what I do on this mic is just a microcosm of my dexterity inside that ring. My words and promises have always been authenticated by my mere presence in this ring. Can you say the same thing, Michael?

    *Alias steps closer to Michael, gaining more and more cockiness.*

    You should know by now that I'm as hellish as they come and that I take much pride in being SCUM. I'm god's worst nightmare, and I'm sure as hell your worst nightmare. But you're this roster's nightmare so that makes me the nightmare to the nightmare, which means that the better of two evils will prevail tonight. And after tonight. There will be two names etched. One on the gates of hell, and one on the gates of a born-again IWT. Armageddon will not take me away tonight, because I am Armageddon personified and I've got a irrefutable track record to prove it. You will leave as a crippled mess, and as a result, DEAD.

    You can't be a godfather when your arms are just too short to box with god. And you definitevely can't be a god when your arms are just too damn short to box with the devil in persona.

    Michael wept.

    *Alias drops the mic with a pleased smirk taking over his expression.*
     
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  5. ring the bell, crown me champ, time limit over baby.
     
  6. Lol @ Tsar for actually posting half a promo like 4 hours ago
     
  7. huh
     
  8. He deleted it brah
     
  9. thats uhhh very weird and interesting
     
  10. Was prob an accident, he was in the middle of calling you the N WORD.
     
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  11. This has no time limit baby. This match will go until we get both promos. I had to leave, and I won't be back online until like 12 AM my time.

    Also my promo was accidentally posted. So I deleted it. It was only half of my promo. I'm almost done.
     
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  12. funny how these non/existent rules come in handy when ur the man who runs the place.....*hands ion chin*
     
  13. You can always count on Internet Jew, Mox, to lie through his DAMN teeth.
     
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  14. Michael chuckles to hide his fury.

    Michael: What have I done to prove that I care about this fucking place? Why oh why are you standing here? Why are these fans here? Why are these wrestlers here? Why are we fighting for this title? Why are we standing in an arena lavished in IWT decor? Why are you being paid? Why is there still an IWT? Because of me. I came back to his company after my neck injury, at IWTMania III. I kicked Aids out of his own office and I took the book. I am the reason this company is alive. I am the reason you are still here. I am the reason there is an IWT. That's more than you can say. You may have given your blood, sweat and tears but not without it's price. You're the most unloyal piece of shit in this company. How many times have you defected to FSW? How many times have you left this company with the IWT Championship? You may be a successful competitor, but you don't tell me jack shit about how much I care about this company. This company never left you. You left this company. You were for so many years the life and soul of this company, but you tarnished it to go with Dat Kid and reform FSW that ran for 1 month. You came back and proved that you didn't give a flying shit about this place when you left this company.

    Michael paces around Alias.

    Michael: You were perfectly fine putting the final nail in the coffin. You were IWT Champion, you should've been there in the locker room, rallying up the wrestlers and showing that this company is worth the blood, sweat and tears that you shed. What did you do? You left. You left and didn't look back. What did I do? I came back and I did just that. I rallied the troops and showed that this place is the place to be. And when I proved it, you came back to act like you never left. And you did again. I don't see why it's so hard for this to get through your egotistical, hypocritical, narcissistic skull that you did not save this company. I saved this company. And I'm gonna save it when I put the devil down. I will save this company when I shine the light of God onto the devils soul. Because God will always defeat the devil.

    Michael stops pacing around and stands face to face with Alias again.

    Michael: The words of the devil don't affect God. The words of the devil will never hurt God. The actions of the devil will never end God. God's words, however, do affect the devil. God will hurt the devil. God shines light on the devil's words. The devil is no match for his lord. You, Alias, will have nothing to show when I pin you down. You will be forced to leave in shame, by your own decree. I find it amazingly ironic that you say that you've never actually left this company. That you're still a warrior in this battleground. But you threatening to leave, for the 3rd fucking time. Be my guest, because when "the cure" is gone, so will, the decadence. IWT's cancer revolves around you because you're the cancer. You are blind to what you really are. You are the cancer that you've been fighting. And you are killing yourself, and I am here to finally euthanize you. I will assist you by simply pinning your shoulders down for 3 seconds. You will be left, nothing but a shell of your former self. And me? I will be left the undisputed King. I will be left with no more scum to destroy. I will be left as IWT World Champion.

    Michael relaxes and slouches on the ropes.

    Michael: Unlike Aids Johnson. I won't be sending you to a retired life at your mansion. I will be sending you down straight to your kingdom or torment. I will be sending you straight to hell, into that very chamber of torture. You will look up from hell and see the King with this title. Because I am the king; and you will bow.
     
  15. @Shadow: Jack Forté
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Tumbas: Spawn/Will Savat
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @TheArabHammer: Gato Volar
    @The ReagMaster: Reagan Cole
    @Jacob Fox: Schizo
    @seabs: Eric Draven
    @King Barrett: Dylan Grey
    @impactking: Chris Young/Lilith Young
    @CBK_15: Jack Lux
    @Ring Rust: Perceval "Rusty" Donohue
    @Drag: James Dragon
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @Dojo: Scott Fargo
    @Bubblegum: Shinjiro Death
    @Ovaldinho: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @Indy: Danny Jacobs
    @Harrison: Handleman
    @NickThePenguin: Baron Moreau
    @KingsPunch: King Votan
    @AfricanScatMahn: The Scat
    @DemonHunter1257: Al Blizzard
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Ricky Daniels: Ricky Daniels
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor
    @Pop Tatari: Scotty Mcboatface
    @C.M. Shaddix: Corey Marcus "C.M." Shaddix
    @Crithu: The Ringmaster
    @Thierry: Taigāman
    @Kazzir: Elliot Ryker
    @Chrxsiie: Raine
    @TNHOffical: Chris Kaizer

    Read and vote.
     
  16. Good match lads, really tough decision
     
  17. Good match
     
  18. Reading these promos, I think Michael did good, probably my favorite match of his so far, but THG put a lot more work into his promos and has the obvious better promos. So, I am kind of confused. Either way, good match.
     
  19. Goddamn why niggas wanting me to vote for a racist bully lmfao, what the fuck is this haha.

    Nah but real talk. Tsar has improved a good fair bit considering the last time I was here I'm p. sure he was losing to Reagmaster. His first promo might be his best work since the match with Aids, though having said that, THG really whipped his cock out and pissed all over the snow in this particular episode. So I'm gonna give it to him. Don't kill yourself today though Tsar. You did okay. Friend :)
     
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  20. Haven-t heard the racist bully in years!!

    Thanks.