Voting IWT Survival - Jack Forté vs. Danny Jacobs

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, May 12, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed May 16, 2016.
  1. Jack Forté

  2. Danny Jacobs

  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is the X-Division and Intercontinental unification match...the winner will be named the Undisputed Intercontinental Champion!

    (@Shadow) Intercontinental Champion Jack Forté vs. X-Division Champion Danny Jacobs (@Indy)

    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 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,
    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.

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  2. OOC: claiming to go first because I've written half the promo but when I'm home, I'm gonna be finishing the promo and sending it to finally start the match. Posted this just to tell Shadow that that son of a bitch better wait his fucking turn. The bigger the man, the bigger the want and ain't no chance in hell that I'm letting these people wait for The Big Guy~! to go second

  3. Let the record state I tried to get this up a day early, had plans yesterday so I figured we could have this finished up before Friday. But I have no trouble taking the ME slot.:jeritroll:
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  4. Danny Jacobs walks out with the X-Division Championship on his shoulder, much to the dislike of the fans in attendance. Danny Jacobs walks with his head down, seemingly upset or annoyed about something, like always. He jumps on the apron and pyro goes off. He then takes his title and throws it towards the head of the referee while laughing, showing that he doesn't give a single shit about the X-Division Championship. He climbs into the ring, and then immediately grabs a microphone. He puts the microphone closer to his mouth, as he's about to talk...

    ''Cut the fucking music. I'm not in the mood for games and I'm not in the mood for talking, but I gotta get something off of my chest because it's been bothering me ever since I heard Alias Antonio talk about it, so let me just set the record straight: Your match, no matter how tough you think you are, no matter how ''scary'' this supposed demon spawn is, no matter how big you think you are, you better damn sure know that there ain't NOTHING bigger than The Big Guy~! so take your beaten up, old, garbage carcass and go to the back of the line because your words are worth a dime a dozen to me, brother. As far as I'm concerned, you could've stayed gone and never came back because I wasn't missing you then, and I certainly ain't relieved you're back now, because we've seen your tired act time and time again and, quite frankly, we've seen enough. Just because you've been here for a long time, doesn't mean you can go around claiming you own the place because time has passed and things ain't the same no more. Ain't that right, Jack Forté?''

    ''Gone are the times where you dominated your opponent, gone are the times where you were a competent main event player in this company, gone are the times where you were the number one in this company, because just like with Alias Antonio, you used to be a major player in IWT but I know that you're not what you used to be. You call yourself an undefeatable champion? You know what's unstoppable? Evolution and time, so that means that everytime a day goes by, you get a tiny bit weaker and I become that tiny bit stronger. You've done everything there is to do in this ring, but age has caught up with you. You can't do everything anymore, yet you wanna believe in your own hype, just like the people in the back want to believe in your hype, but I can see through this facade of confidence. I can see that even you know that I'm simply too young and too big of a threat for not only that title, but your health as well. I'm gonna show the world that hype is just all talk, and whilst you can talk a big game, there ain't no chance that you can walk the walk with me. Not anymore, at least. Yeah, your accomplishments are impressive and the list of the guys you've beaten is unheard of, so I'm sure that you're all man. Thing is, you're still not man enough.''

    The crowd responds negatively to these comments from Danny Jacobs, and they start chanting ''Jack Forté'', but Danny Jacobs simply laughs it off and continues talking.

    ''And maybe it is time for change, maybe it is time for a new era in IWT, maybe it is time for The Big Guy to take out the people that are slowing down this process and making them hand the keys to this kingdom, maybe it's time for The Big Guy to take charge around here. Ladies and gentlemen, meet the new measuring stick around here. Ain't nobody tall enough to survive this 7ft ride, ain't nobody big enough to meet my demands, and ain't nobody strong enough to battle the biggest guy and get away with it, and that goes for you as well, Mr. Forté. Stop believing your own hype when all you're doing is believing in a non-existent chance of beating me, because it's never gonna happen. Don't feel like you're immortal when you're just a mortal. Don't think you're unbeatable when I know I can beat you. Don't think you're invincible when I know I can knock your ass out, because I'm a 7 foot monster with the lust of a goddamn lion, and I'm hunting for you. I see through your facade of confidence. You're scared, and if I was you, I'd be scared as well. I'm the biggest threat you've ever had. I'm the terrorist to your Charlie Hebdo, and believe me when I tell ya, this shit-talking, sky-walking, 7ft bomb is going to blow up right in your face.''

    ''So don't believe the shit that old-timers like Alias Antonio is saying, because whilst he's accomplished a lot of things, the main event scene is a little bit too high of a mountain for him to climb right now. He's not main eventing IWT Survival, Spawn is not main eventing IWT Survival, Aids Johnson is not main eventing IWT Survival, Michael certainly ain't main eventing IWT Survival, hell, even Jack Forté ain't main eventing IWT Survival because the main event belongs to someone new. The main event belongs to someone who isn't a has-been, or in Michael's case, a never-was. The main event belongs to the man that's gonna steal the show once again, the main event belongs to the man who, after this match, won't have one championship, but two championships. The main event belongs to the man who's gonna usher in a new era in IWT. This man will be on billboards, will be on cereal boxes, will be the franchise of the company and will take IWT back to relevancy, something IWT hasn't seen in years because of the ''past glory'' of guys like Jack Forté, guys like Alias Antonio who were taking this company hostage. The main event belongs...''

    ''The main event belongs to The Big Guy~!, and ain't nobody gonna say otherwise after this.''

    Danny Jacobs drops the microphone, and gestures to the titantron that he's awaiting Jack Forté to come out, all while having a big, sadistic smile on his face as music starts to play for the (soon to be) former IWT Intercontinental Champion...
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  5. *The arena lights turn off for a quick moment, and they transition into a shade of royal purple. As everything becomes more visible you can see a hole is right in the middle of the stage, and white fog begins to surface from it. Jack's theme and tron kicks in, and you can see a figure rising from beneath. It stops as soon as the lyrics set in, and green lasers emit to the being that just rose-- revealing Forté to the entire arena to a nice pop. He's garbed in his usual gear, minus the jacket and tank top. Making most of the focus on his title. Jack finally makes his way down to the steps, slapping some hands along the way, but doesn't enter the ring.*

    You know, I was debating on how exactly I was gonna come out here tonight. I mean I had the whole rising thing planned, but should I have had pyro? Should I have a Kanye West banger like H.A.M? I mean, my theme isn't the greatest for an entrance like that. Those were just a couple of thoughts, though. Not to mention what I was gonna do for a tank top. But as grandiose as I was thinking, I still wanted to go pretty minimalistic. Make sure that my Intercontinental Title be at the centerpiece that held it all together. I thought I did a fine job, don't you?

    Now I get what you're thinking, what does any of that have to do with our match!? Well, it doesn't. But I thought we were starting off with something irrelevant before we got into the meat of things. Because the last I checked, I'm not Alias Antonio. Unless a Freaky Friday situation happened, but I'm sure if I did have Alias' mind I would've came out here with a ton of product in my hair. Even more so than my usual amount. But that doesn't seem to be the case here. So sorry to disappoint you Danny boy, but you're stuck with me for the evening.

    So let's get down to the business at hand here. First thing's first, just because I've been here this past year doesn't mean I'm anywhere near past my prime-- and that you're some young buck new blood, who is hungrier than I am. Because from what I recall, the night I won my title, you also won your title. That very night! Everything seemed to be looking up for the IWT. A new era, ushered in by two new champions. Except that for you that lasted for about a month.

    Forté raises his right index finger with an 'aha!' expression.

    Just one! And you were no where to be seen from that point on. You lost your title to Prince Balor via no-show. And you can say what you want, that you chose to step away because you saw no one was fit to face you. That you're only in it for yourself, and you'd rather attend a wing eating contest. Earn your living the easy way. Yadda yadda yadda, but you could've done something about it! You could've made that title mean something, even make Option C become a reality one more time. But you didn't.

    You think guys like Senhor and Joey lined up to fight for my title after I won it? Uh-uh, no no no. I pursued them-- to their face nonetheless, to prove to everyone that my title was worth more than something to be thrown by the wayside. Much like you threw your's. And I did, boy I did.

    And almost a year later, you FINALLY step back to the IWT. To go for the title you never lost, and basically won it just how you lost it! I've never been one for second chances, but you had one. Was this the time that Danny boy is going to make the X-Division title meaningful again!? And we already know the answer to that one.

    Jack looks at the X-Division title at the referee's feet, not even he bothered to pick it up.

    Nope. Instead you attack me, after I went through three people to retain MY title. And you looked so proud, as if you inflicted all of the damage yourself. All because of my title. Because you'd rather take something prestigious than build it up yourself. But I hate to break it to you, if you did take my title from me it'd end up just like the X-Division title on the ground. Worthless.

    You may see a white strap with gold plates sitting atop of it, something with a once legendary history-- thinking somehow it'd etch your name as a top dog in this industry. But I don't see it as a title, or a status. I see it as a soul, something that needs a vessel to survive. But with you, Danny boy, that's all it'd come to if you hold it. Barely living. It needs a strong vessel for it to thrive, to shine brighter than all the others. And that's where I come in, it's the only hype I need.

    But your title, your soul, not even I could save it. Which is why I'm going to do what should've been done once its lineage began to fade, and that is let it burn out. Retire it, along with the entire X-Division. For good.
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  6. #6 Indy, May 15, 2016
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    Danny Jacobs looks at Jack Forté with a bit of a grin on his face, almost like he can't believe the shit that Jack spewed out right then and there. He doesn't look amazed, but rather annoyed at Jack. He grabs the microphone back from the ground, and begins to talk back at Jack Forté.

    ''The sheer delusion is killing me. It annoys me just hearing your voice, hearing you talk about me disrespecting the lineage of this title, saying I don't hold this gold in high regard, claiming that I'm not a fighting champion. Yeah, you did win that title the same night as I've won my title, but in case you forgot, I won my title in a 5-man X-Division match. One of those 5 competitors were you, Jack Forté, and as much as you want to claim that you are a fighting champion and that you're everything that I'm not, you didn't show up that night to wrestle for the championship that was once prestigious, yet you claim that I'm the problem...''

    ''At least I bothered to show up. At least I bothered to take on my opponents in that X-Division match and defeat them to hold this championship. You claim that people like myself have ruined this title? I've put my blood, my sweat and my tears into getting this championship. All you did was send a notice to Michael that you weren't coming out to do the match, because you don't respect this title in any way, shape or form. You want to claim that I haven't done anything to make this title something? I think you gotta look in the mirror, because when you didn't bother to show up a year ago, you pissed on the title's lineage, you pissed on everyone that has ever held this championship, and most importantly, you pissed on me because I was fighting for this belt and I won it. I put the effort in when you didn't do shit to make this title prestigious again, so sit down and shut the fuck up, because you're the last person in the world that should be complaining about the X-Division and the state it's in.''

    Danny Jacobs walks back and forth in an almost psychopathic way for a couple of seconds, and then suddenly stops and looks into the eyes of Jack Forté with a determined look on his face. It's almost like he's obsessed of some sorts. He puts the microphone closer to his mouth, and goes on talking.

    ''You've never been a fighting champion. You've always hid behind your honorable words, but behind those words are cowardly actions. You didn't stand up to me a year ago when I first won this belt, because you didn't have the balls to, and you didn't stand up to me after IWTMania either. I stood up to you. I challenged you, I attacked you and I made the match official because I was the one that wanted the match, you never asked for this and I'm sure that if it was up to you, you wouldn't have none of it because you're not a real man and you're not a real champion. Real recognizes real, and I wouldn't be able to identify you from a crowd if you were the only one in attendance, brother. You're. Just. All. Hype.''

    ''See, and that's exactly what differs me from all of your other opponents that have faced you in the past, because they don't see through the bullshit you've been spewing for over a year. They respect you. These fans respect you. I don't respect you. As a matter of fact, I hate you. I hate the fact that you're a hypocrite, I hate the fact that you walk around here claiming that you're the man and most importantly, I hate you for being in the same fucking ring as I am. You don't deserve it. You don't deserve the honor of being in the same ring as I am, because whilst you're all hype, I'm the real deal and The Big Guy certainly ain't nothing to fuck with, so I'm gonna be taking that title, I'm gonna be standing on the second rope with my hands in the air, holding both the X-Division Championship and your IWT Intercontinental Championship whilst you're laying on your back in pain. You're gonna be hurt, you're gonna be broken down, and you're gonna question yourself whether or not you still got what it takes. Maybe you're gonna question whether or not you should've taken me lightly, because unlike the people you've beaten in the past, I am not human, I have no remorse and I have no respect for you or your legacy because I'm on a different level. I'm flying high with the stars, while you keep trying to reach them but even if you were standing on heels, you ain't coming close. You can't touch me. You can't hurt me. Fact of the matter is, my friend, I'm nothing you've ever faced before.''

    ''So if IWT is your kingdom, you better know that it's mine to take because whilst you're defending this fort, know that this soldier doesn't give up. Know that this soldier doesn't care about your credentials, know that this soldier doesn't respect your accomplishments, know that this soldier is gonna take down your kingdom, take over this castle and knock you off of the throne to revolutionize this company and be the leading face of a new regime. A regime where there ain't a place for two-faced hypocrites like yourself. Hand me the crown and get the red carpet ready, because this match will be the coronation of a new face, this match will be you handing your torch to me, so that I can light it up and wave it high up in the air, after you put out the flames with your title reign because you didn't know when to leave the spotlight, you didn't know when enough's enough, so I'm gonna alarm you right now that a new king is coming to town, and he's coming to claim what's his.''

    That last sentence got a small pop from the crowd, who certainly respects Danny Jacobs for standing his own against Jack Forté but the boos outweigh the cheers. Danny Jacobs laughs at Jack Forté, and then asks him to ''bring it'' as he's dropping the microphone to wait for a response from Forté...
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  7. Real recognizes real, that's what you said. Just a couple of words thrown together to make a famous phrase, but still has so much impact. And yet you stand here, claiming that I'm a fake. I'm not the champion that the people say I am. Even though you challenged me, this phony champion. To expose me?

    Let's go with this, shall we? Let it be known that yes, I didn't show to that match. Neither did Lord Lee, so that five way was really just a three way. But that's not the point. I didn't want in that match from the start. I made this public, you can even look it up on the IWTNetwork. It's not because I was afraid to face the likes of you, Gav, or Balor. It was because I didn't want the X-Division title, not then and not now. I made it very clear that I have been here for the sole purpose of my title, the Intercontinental Title. Hell, I even turned down a shot at the IWT Championship! Had I not you just might've been standing here, right now, fighting for three titles tonight.

    So don't look down at me, because if I didn't want to have to be facing you right now-- I could've simply turned the cheek. Say no, walk away from your challenge. But I didn't, I haven't walked away from a challenge thrown my way yet. And maybe that's why the people in the back, and the people in the crowd respect me.

    Frankly though, I don't give a damn. I've said it time and time again, I'm no hero. I'm no savior, and I'm not a king. People though, they've walked in this business and given themselves these titles. Whether to show that they should be feared, or respected. You want to be the new king? Go ahead, I'm not stopping you. But the last person who called themselves a king faded away, so will the next. I'm not worried about how people view me, what they call me. While people worry about how they will be remembered, I will be right here. Win or lose.

    It's fate, that one of these days I will lose my title. It could even be tonight, against you. And while I would become a shell of myself, I'll still give it my all. Every night. Was me not showing up to that match a blight on my career? Maybe so, but that's my only one. And I damn sure am going to do everything in my power to make it my last.

    But make no mistake about it, I blame myself for somehow damaging an already beyond salvageable title. I blame myself for not displaying my prowess by blindsiding people, and picking up easy victories. I blame myself for putting everything I can on the line, whenever I do show up. I blame myself for doing things the right way since winning my title, because it somehow lead me to being over hyped.

    But whenever the X-Division dies, whenever the title is never seen again, whenever you walk back out for another year, or maybe whenever the Intercontinental Title's legacy diminishes under your regime, the ONLY person to blame for that is yourself.

    Jack closes the gap between the two.

    Blame Yourself.

    Forté drops his mic, unhooks his title, raises it up to Danny's face, and exclaims: Take it!
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  8. OOC: @Tsar make the poll, brother.
  9. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Tumbas: Spawn
    @Tsar: Michael
    @DatKidFromJersey : King Zero
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @Aids Johnson: Aids Johnson
    @TheArabHammer: Gato Volar
    @The ReagMaster: Reagan Cole
    @Jacob Fox: Schizo
    @The Real GOAT: Eric Draven
    @King Barrett: Dylan Grey
    @impactking: Chris Young/Lilith Young
    @CBK_15: Jack Lux
    @Ring Rust: Perceval "Rusty" Donohue
    @Awesomenrh: Alexander Hightower
    @DragonClaw: Big Drag
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @Dojo: Scott Fargo
    @Bubblegum: Shinjiro Death
    @Ovalhead: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @Harrison: Handleman
    @NickThePenguin: Baron Moreau
    @KingsPunch: King Votan
    @AfricanScatMahn: Big Mac Daddy
    @DemonHunter1257: Al Blizzard
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Ricky Daniels: Ricky Daniels
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor

    Read and Vote!
  10. Really good match lads. Much as I don't want indy to hold every fucking title. I do think he gave a bit more this time around. Gonna go with him.
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  11. Indy had a rocky 1st promo, and Shadow got him with his 1st. But Indy's second promo was much better. Hard to choose.
  12. Definitely the best one v one I've had in a while. Banged out my 2nd promo during Game of Thrones, though. Not making excuses, but I'll be more than ok w/e the outcome.
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  13. jheeez, boys went hard on this one.
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  14. My favorite match from the show. All great ones but I really enjoyed this one. I really don't know who to vote for just yet. Good shit, boys
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  15. Going into this match, I really thought Shadow was gonna win this. This was definitely my favorite match I've ever had, no doubt. Mad #respect to you, @Shadow, you're great. Much love, buddy
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  16. :kofi:Was down by like 8 when I went to bed, didn't imagine it'd be this close.
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  17. Getting 21 (and counting) people to vote is pretty good.
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  18. all hanging by 1 vote with 7 hours to go.
  19. Oh my, great to see it being so close
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  20. This was definitely another hard to choose one. As I read through all of them, I kept going back and forth. There was one comment in one of the promos that tipped me though. Won't say what it was, but good match.
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