Voting IWT SummerSlam - Danny Jacobs vs. Michael

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Aug 20, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed Aug 23, 2016.
  1. Danny Jacobs

  2. Michael

  3. Participants only (others will be suspended)

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

    (@Indy) Danny Jacobs vs. Michael (@Roadster)

    The rules are as follows:

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    -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.

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  2. #2 Indy, Aug 21, 2016
    Last edited: Aug 21, 2016

    Danny Jacobs walks towards the ring to a big sound of boos, ready to do battle with a former IWT World Champion, Hall of Famer and current General Manager of IWT, Michael. He looks to the ground as he makes his way to the ring. He seems intense, maybe more intense than ever. He walks his way towards the announcers table and demands for a microphone from one of the producers. The producer, obviously scared, obliges to Danny's demands and hands him a microphone. Danny wastes no time, and immediately rolls into the ring and begins to talk with the microphone in his hands.


    ''Annoyance is what I've felt ever since I came into this company. Annoyance with these ''stars'', guys like Bishop and Spawn, who've at every chance they had, made a mockery out of IWT and made a mockery out of the championships they fought for because it's a joke that they got the chances that I never got despite me putting in twice the effort, having twice as much love and dedication for this and most of all, being twice as good. Annoyance with these ''champions'', guys like Aids Johnson, who walks out here with his head held up high, holding a title that's his, only because he handpicks his opponents and doesn't accept challenges from men who can beat him, like myself. Sure, he can fight Ovaldinho, he can fight Alias Antonio for the 3120th time, and he can talk about being a fighting champion and saying that ''the champ is here!'' before losing the title again and retiring for the 3120th time... Or he can fight me once, and I'd make sure he'd never come back. But, that's not how IWT works. The stars take the spotlight and I have to wait for my chance to come, but the clock is ticking and I ain't waiting forever, hell, I'm done waiting. I'm done accepting this injustice, I'm done with management ignoring me, I'm done with liars and has-beens and I'm ready to take it all out on the man who's tried to work against me and everything I've ever worked for, not because he doesn't see the talent in me, but because I never gave him the respect that he wanted from me. I never shook his hand backstage and just asked for a title shot, I stood in the ring and DEMANDED him to give me one. Tonight, I'm going to prove that I deserve one. Tonight, Michael is going to die and I'm the one who's gonna finish him off.''

    Danny Jacobs starts pulling his hair in a crazed, almost psycho manner. He keeps the microphone close to his mouth, and continues talking.

    ''See, Michael, 2 years ago, I was an upstart rookie coming to make a name for myself. Funnily enough, you were as well. We were coming up together, but whilst people told me they saw potential in me, you were known as the biggest nobody IWT had ever seen. At that time, you hadn't even won your first match even though you were in the company for, what, 9 months? I didn't want anything to do with you, knowing my name would fade into obscurity similar to how your name faded into obscurity. Your former tag partner, Alkatrz, didn't want anything to do with you so he attacked you for a chance to become my partner and we found more success in 2 months than you did in 2 years, until you became the General Manager, at least.''

    Danny Jacobs starts laughing, as he rants on, still looking down to the ring mat. He starts to walk back-and-forth in the ring. He looks hyped and ready to fight and hurt Michael.

    ''When I left to become better, you did something I never expected you to do. When I left to train and become the star that I wanted to be, you climbed another ladder. You climbed the corporate ladder, claimin' to be fair and give everyone fair shots, coming with promises and lies you couldn't deliver on because you being GM... It's not about this company because you're not here to give us chances, you're here to give yourself chances. In the end, the true colours of Michael came out and I saw it, I realised it when you had your rematch for the IWT World Championship. A title you won only because you gave yourself the shot, yet you came out there after losing it in a month, claiming to be here for the new guys that just came up, that deserve a fair shot, like me. However, I never got a fair shot. I never got a shot at all, but you did, because you don't give a shit about your roster and you don't give a shit about me. You only care about you. You did this because, just like me, you came in this ring in 2014 with the dream to become IWT Champion but unlike me, you sold yourself out. You sold yourself out to wear a suit and parade around here with your job title as ''General Manager'', and you gave yourself a title shot because you knew that nobody else would give it to you otherwise, and for good reason, because exactly that mentality is why a guy like you can hold as many championships as you want, but it'd never make you a champion. You got lucky once and thought that it'd make us forget about the dozens of times that you lost, but you can't make a silk purse from a sow's ear, just like you can't make diamonds out of dirt. Your delusion is going to cost you your life. I will make you regret that you ever challenged me.''

    Danny Jacobs takes a pause for a second, still looking down at the ring mat before firing himself up with a slap, lifting his head up towards the crowd and continues the rant in a more screaming manner.

    ''Because you see, I'm NOT like Aids. I don't make mistakes. I won't let my guard down because I'm not human. I will take you down and I will not just beat you, I will not just kick you and chop you but I will leave you a shell of what you were. I will leave you for dead. Give me an inch, and I'll make it a mile, brother~! You wanna say I'm an animal, huh? You're damn right. I bark like I'm mean and I bite like I'm meaner. I got the size of a gorilla and the teeth of a bulldog, brother. I'm known as THE BIG GUY~! for a goddamn reason. All you did was win one match. You had one moment and now, your entire legacy is built upon it, like you didn't give that opportunity to yourself, like you deserved it, like you didn't lose the title a month later, like you didn't lose your rematch, like you can actually hang with the cream of the crop, like your entire past as one of the WORST has been erased but it's not. Meanwhilst, I beat Bishop and he gets a title shot. Meanwhilst, I was the reason that your little pet project Spawn was out for 2 months. At least when I see a guy like Jack Forté, when I see a guy like Alias Antonio, I can see the star in him. I can see the appeal. All I see in you, is a failure. A man who came here with one goal in mind and that's to become IWT World Champion, and you failed. Only when you could decide for yourself where you were gonna be placed on the card, is when you became successful. By abusing your powers and selling yourself out like the stooge that you are. You devalued your title and, with that, your company all because you wanted your 15 minutes of glory. Congrats, you did it. Hope you're proud. All you are is a one-hit wonder and lightning don't strike twice, brother. Not against me. Not a damn chance.''

    Danny Jacobs drops the mic, whilst waiting for Michael to come down to the ring. He seems ready for a fight.
    • Like Like x 5
    • Winner Winner x 3

  3. Michael slowly steps out onto the stage. Michael is wearing red leather pants, kickpads and elbow pads. His hair is slicked back and his beard is cut down to his chin. There's all but 1 spotlight on the center of the stage. Michael walks directly into it and looks around at the crowd. He begins his way down the ramp with the single spotlight following him. He is met with cheers and boos alike. He slowly climbs the stairs and makes his way to the bottom-left hand corner and wipes his feet on the apron. He steps up onto the turnbuckle and poses with his hands up, as the spotlight fades into flashing red lights and an army of camera flashes. He steps down and enters the ring. He walks over and grabs the microphone. He walks towards Danny Jacobs and looks at him in disgust.

    Michael: Danny, you've seemed to have forgotten that I've been vying for you to get a World title match. You've seemed to have forgotten that I'm the one that gave you an X-Division title match, despite walking out on me and this entire company. You've seemed to have forgotten that I've praised you as one of the best we have in this company. You've forgotten that I am the reason you are still here. You put in "twice the effort and love"? Where was this effort and love when we were attempting to grasp our last breathes? Where was this effort and love, when IWT was dying out? Where was this effort and love, when we needed it? It was all gone. You packed up and left, and I may be a fan of your work, but just know that I hate your fucking guts. You toyed with this company, and now you want to talk about how much love and effort you give? You ditched this company, and now you want a title match? You screwed with this company and you, of all people want to tell me that I sold out? Get your head out of your ass and realize that I've given more to this company than you ever have. You're just here to reek the rewards that I built. I revived the IWT with my own damn hands, and to have people like you, who ran from this company when we needed you, telling me that I sold out and that I'm here for my personal benefit, it sickens me. Open your eyes, Danny. Open your fucking eyes.

    Michael backs up and rubs his faces, as his face fades away from red into his regular color. He looks around at the crowd and rubs his mouth, again. He seems to be thinking, quickly, on the fly.

    Michael: And no, you're not Aids Johnson. Because I may hate that drunk's guts, but he helped revive this company. He helped relaunching this company. He stuck around and was loyal. His life may've been falling into obscurity, but he was a real man and stayed loyal. He was a real man and didn't dig our grave deeper. Unlike you, because you aren't a real man. You surround yourself by people like James Dragon and Rio Nakayama in an attempt to bring yourself solace. You didn't try, you didn't help, you didn't do anything but mooch off of the success that people like myself, Aids Johnson and Jack Forte build. I was the brain, Aids was the back bone and Jack was the heart. What were you? You were nothing. You never attempted to be anything. That's why you aren't a real man. I took the challenge of reviving a company that I bled for, I sweated for and I cried for. Aids Johnson took the challenge of rebuilding the company's business, the same company he bled, sweated and cried for. Jack Forte took the challenge of reviving the competition in the company that he bled, sweated and cried for. You did nothing, because if you think your effort and love means something, it doesn't anymore. It mattered when we needed it, but now you're just another guy, crying that I haven't booked him in a title match. That I haven't given him a pat on the ass for every accomplishment. If you were a real man, you would take the damn shot; not plead for one.

    Michael backs away from Danny Jacobs, again. His face is red, once again. He puts his microphone in his pocket and waits for Danny to respond. He looks around at the crowd, in rage, but seems to calm down.
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  4. #4 Indy, Aug 21, 2016
    Last edited: Aug 21, 2016
    Danny Jacobs has a sinister smile on his face. Obviously annoyed at Michael's remarks, he grabs the microphone and starts standing face-to-face with Michael and looks him straight in the eyes. Danny Jacobs obviously has the size and strength advantage, looking like a proper giant next to Michael. He laughs one more time, thinking about what Michael's said, and immediately begins to talk.

    ''Did YOU save IWT? Really? Because last I remembered, IWT was supposed to close down after IWTMania IV. Last I remembered, talent like myself, like James Dragon, like Scott Fargo and like Rio Nakayama came in and WE were the one that saved this company. This influx of talent changed the main event scene, this influx of talent changed IWT as a whole. Neither Aids Johnson or Jack Forté were able to put that much attention on IWT. We changed the landscape within seconds. Now, we have legitimate talent like Kelsey Taylor, we have Mark Knight, we have Guernica meanwhilst we have taken the CANCER out of IWT that you brought in, like Bishop and Spawn, guys who came in with no goal but to make money off of what we do as our life, guys who came in and raped our business inside-and-out for a couple of cheap bucks, all because you gave them the chance to. Sure, you may have saved this company, but we made it flourish. We brought this entire company to another level. This isn't the house that you built, this isn't the house that Aids built, this is the house that The Bullad Club built. I didn't put my love in that? I didn't put my dedication in that? Fuck you, you don't know what you're talking about. Yeah, I left, but I knew I'd come back. You see, because whilst you were climbing the corporate ladder, I was out there becoming the beast that I am now. Whilst you were kissing Jono's ass, I was training and working towards a singular goal. I was training to become ten times as valuable as I was in the past. I was training to become the best. Now, I AM the best. You were vying for me to get a title match? Aren't you the one that decides that? You're the GM. If you wanted me to get one, I would've gotten one but I didn't. Meanwhilst, you induct yourself into the Hall of Fame. Meanwhilst, you hand yourself title shots whilst I ain't getting shit. So yeah, I do have to take it. Don't think for one second that I don't know that. Don't think for one second that I will let an opportunity like that slip me away, because I never have. I didn't when I won the X-Division Championship twice, I didn't when I won against Bishop, I didn't when I won against Spawn and I won't when I win against you.''

    The crowd weirdly enough cheers this. Even though they don't seem to like who Danny has associated himself with or how he shows himself off and acts like a blatant dick to everyone, they do seem to respect the obvious love that Danny Jacobs has for this. A small, but noticeable, ''Danny''-chant breaks out. Danny hears this, puts up a small smile out of happiness, and then continues on, still completely focused on Michael.

    ''Don't even question me being a real man, because I'm as real as it gets, brother~! Sure, you can keep talking about me, but don't talk about your failures, don't mention the fact that you didn't win a single match in your first year, don't mention the fact that you were a paper champion just like you're a paper GM, don't mention the fact that YOU were the one that started this fight, but don't look at me to blame when I end it. Don't look at me when they realise that you didn't mention it because it's the truth. Don't look at me when these people look at you, not as a martyr, not as a savior, not as a hero, but as a failure. You failed as a champion, you failed to make an impact in the ring, so you did it backstage by kissing ass and politicking and now, all you have to show for it are accomplishments that you handed to yourself. A nothing-title reign you gave yourself and a ring you gave yourself. That ring should stand for your career and for the legacy that you have. Instead, it stands for the egoism and the arrogance that you have by giving yourself an object that you don't deserve. It stands for the time you made your own title back in 2014, only because you couldn't get a win to save your life. It stands for you attacking Aids' parents, the guy who ''saved IWT'' in your own words, all because you were desperate, all because you wanted to be champion. And now, you defend him, just like you defended me in your match with Aids, because you're a lying piece of shit. I know it, and even though you don't want to admit it, you know it. So don't blame me for exposing you, don't blame me for digging your grave, because YOU were the one that made those decisions the moment you challenged me. THE BIG GUY~! is surfing on his wave of momentum, don't mind him drowning you. Don't mind him ending you, because in the end, it's your own fault.''

    ''Blame yourself.''

    Danny Jacobs starts laughing maniacally as the crowd boos him for once again acting like a dick, this time to Jack Forté by stealing his catchphrase as a mockery of one of IWT's aces, as said by Michael. He smirks at Michael, giving him the floor to respond...
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  5. Michael rushes Danny and begins to shout, at his face. His face red with anger and his eyes widened.

    Michael: You don't get it do you? If people like you didn't skip out on us, we wouldn't need to shut down. We wouldn't need a savior to save us. We wouldn't need someone to build this "house". If you actually stuck around and honed your skills here, if you dedicated the same time as you do now, If you didn't no-show and lose your X-Division title match to go and, attempt, to join NGW, then we wouldn't be having this conversation. That's exactly why you aren't a real man, that's exactly why you haven't gotten a shot at the IWT title, motherfucker. You're the worst X-Division Champion, in history. The first time you no-show to chase dreams in NGW. The second time you immediately went ahead and attempted to unify it. And why did I allow it? Because I gave a shit about what my wrestlers want. I gave a shit about what they need. I gave a shit about what they feel is best for their careers and for the IWT. So don't tell me that I'm a paper GM. I may've been a horrible World champion, but there's one thing not you, not Aids or anyone else can take from me, and that's giving my soul to this damn company. Giving my life for this company. I wrestle to this day, with a broken neck, for this company. So listen here, motherfucker, you ever try to make me sound like you care more about this place than I do, I don't care if it's a match or not, but I will snap you in two. This is my life; this is my soul...This is just your day job.

    Michael stays close to Danny Jacobs and stares at him while visibly grinding his teeth, in anger.

    Michael: Yeah, I did fail. I failed and I failed and I failed and I failed. But I'm still here. I'm still fighting. I fought and fought, and now I'm one of the premier stars in this company. I never ran to NGW. I never went and vacated a, once, prestigious championship. I never formed a stable to consolidate power for myself and my buddies. I never climbed a damn corporate ladder. I came into this company, when it was dying on Aids' watch and I took it from him. I wanted to preserve this place. I wanted to allow this place another life. Why? Not because I want to reek some rewards, but because this is my home. When you truly love something, you stay with it. When you truly have a passion for something, you live with it. That's what I did. Those losses broke me down, but I stuck to this company. While people retire and quit, I stayed here and I fucking lived it. I stayed here and I did all that I could fucking do to make this place live. You are in no fucking place to tell me what I am and am not. This house wasn't built by you, nor your Bullad Club fuckers. This house was built by the people with passion. This house was built by the people with true love, and you don't have either. You are here for one reason, and that's to fuck the IWT for all it's worth. I'll be damned if you ever fuck this place, again.

    Michael backs away slightly, rubbing his chin before lunging towards Danny again. His face is a deep red as he begins shouting, again.

    Michael: I was the only one that was willing to take a bullet for this company. I was the only one that was willing to do anything to put on a show for these people. I was the only that was willing to do anything to make IWT a place that we all would want to be in. That goes for the FTW title, me attacking Aids friends and family, and that induction. I don't need to be patted on the ass for my career. Whether it was a failure or not, I provided moments that no one will forget. I gave these people and the people at home, something to enjoy. Everything that you listed was not done for me, but for this company. Everything I did was a benefit for others. Everything I did was to benefit the future. Everything I did was for, asswipes, like yourself, to come and reek the rewards. I've given my life for people like you to call this place your, metaphorical, home. But I can assure you, that when you spill as much blood as I have. When you shed as much sweat and tears, as I have. This place becomes your, legitimate, home. You would never know. Traitors never do.
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    • Winner Winner x 1
  6. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Hym: Jack Forté
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @The ReagMaster: Reagan Cole
    @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
    @Kylojo Ren: Scott Fargo
    @Ovaldinho: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @AfricanScatMahn: The Scat
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Ricky Daniels: Ricky Daniels
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor
    @C.M. Shaddix: Corey Marcus "C.M." Shaddix
    @Chrxsiie: Raine
    @TheTNHMaster: Chris Kaizer
    @Blind: Mark Knight
    @Ellis Sullivan: Johnny Thunder
    @Botchie Botcherson: Arno Frye
    @KevinJamesFan: Ronnie S. Huxley
    @Dylan™ : Guernica
    @Big E Rection: Evander Amos
    @RedDwarfTechy: Brandon Pain
    @TheWUKMaster: The Blackfire
    @Gambino: Louie Aldo
    @Aurtle the Turtle: Rio Nakayama
    @NLSuplex: Ivy Hale
    @Black Wizard: Kelsey Taylor
    @Jet Starr: Slate Bass
    @TheFrostyBlur: Tyson Storm
    @Electro: Darius LaVonte

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  7. Amazing match, Indy. I feel like it's a MOTNC. Good stuff. Cheers, no matter who wins.
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  8. I voted for Roadster because he runs IWT.
  9. No.
  10. This was really really good but i went with Michael. Felt both were tied after the first set and Michael barely edged it out but he did in the second for me.
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  11. Like DK said, first set was neck and neck but I felt Indy came off with the advantage, but Michael's 2nd promo went in hard with serious truth. Really tapped into something else in this one and I would consider this Michael's best match. Kudos boss man.
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  12. Took a few reads to decide, and if I read it again I'd probably change it. Seriously, you two were that on par with each other. Really good stuff.

    As much of a douche the Big Guy~! is supposed to be, you can emphasize with him a hell of a whole lot. You can with Michael as well, but I felt like you could've made your points more effectively. You can tell that he is pissed, but the extent felt more forced rather than a natural reaction. That's why I leaned towards Danny, but like I said, you both did awesome.
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  13. Gotta have at least 20 votes in this match for Aids to see me as a draw bro and accept my challenge so vote your MF'in asses off, please~!~!~!~!
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  14. Another really great job by both, I just leaned on Indy's promos a bit more.
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  15. 5 vote leap, in the last 12 hours. :damn:

    Thought I had this one in the bag, but it appears the Big Guy~! will be bidding me a defeat. Well played :4/10:
  16. another one to the collection, brother~!~!~!

    Real talk though, great stuff here mate. Only reason I feel like I could even get the win is because I felt I wrote a really strong 2nd promo, but the result should've been closer no matter what, really. A tie would almost be fitting.
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  17. Here's your winner...DANNY JACOBS!
  18. :aids:
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