Voting IWT VICE #12 - Slate Bass vs. Colt Hellback

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Oct 7, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed Oct 9, 2016.
  1. Slate Bass

  2. Colt Hellback

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

    (@Jet Starr) Slate Bass vs. Colt Hellback (@RedDwarfTechy)

    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. #2 RedDwarfTechy, Oct 8, 2016
    Last edited: Oct 8, 2016

    The Titantron shows static till the music hits. The camera changes to one that is coming from the behind the curtain and shows the back of a figure standing at the center of the stage, cracking his neck and looking around the arena and starts walking to the stage with the camera following him.

    Colt stands in front of the ring and looks around the arena before rolling into the ring and testing the ropes. He walks to the middle of the ring and kneels on the mat, closing his eyes and breathing in a controlled manner before he hits the mat with his hands and jumps up back to his feet, taking his jacket off and throwing it to the ringside when he's handed a mic.

    "Cut the music... Cut it!"

    The music fades and the sound of the crowd fills the arena.

    "You never get used to this"

    The arena gives a small pop and Colt savours it.

    "You know, it's never easy. This whole thing, the travel, the training at Training grounds on your off days, the prep for the matches, everyone who does this. They do it because the love it. They do it because all that training, all that effort and sleepless nights travelling is worth it, and you all... You all make it fucking worth it"

    The crowd pops, some rogue boos heard in the background.

    "I was told, day in day out "You can't do it, you wont do it. You're not 'healthy'. You're not 'safe'. You need 'assistance'."

    He shakes his head as he walks to a turnbuckle and leans on it as he continues.

    "And nothing motivates me, nothing drives and lights that fire IN ME like someone telling me I can't do it. You've all had these people in your life, your boss, your family, your so called friends. They are there to lift you up but they don't, they undermine you, they try and take the legs away from beneath you. If someone's ever done that, then this match. Heck, this career is dedicated to prove that nothing gets in your way when you want something"

    He looks down at the mat and pauses for a moment.

    "And I've there's nothing more that I want, than this. Than being here, in front of you all fighting for I-W-T" he screams into his mic and the crowd pops.

    He turns around and looks at the ramp.

    "And there are many in the locker room back there. Many who think that this is just another flash in the pan superstar that starts by saying I'm here to stay and then disappears after a loss."

    He looks at the crowd again scanning the faces of the thousands that fill the arena.

    "Well I lost my first match. It was a tag match, and I lost it. But I'm here. And I will be here tomorrow, next week, next year. I'll be here till my body gives out on this mat" he says pointing to the mat, his voice excited.

    "Or I'm kicked out by the management...." he shakes his head "No, I'll still be here. Even if they kicked me out" the crowd cheers as he takes a deep breath, keeping himself in check and returning his focus to the ramp.

    "Slate Bass..... You've done it all, already. You've won championships, you've got the riches, you've got the cars, the money and the girls.... girls that you paid for with your money but still"

    Colt smirks before he continues.

    "And one thing I'm counting on is you coming out here and underestimating me. You coming out here with your arrogance and self confidence to pick up an easy win..."

    He pulls his hair back and takes a moment before continuing.

    "You went into your tag team finals underestimating two legends of this business. Why wouldn't you under estimate me. And that's what I'm counting on, because behind all that" Colt gestures up and down with his hand "Is a scared little man afraid of losing, afraid of failing. Afraid that one moment of failure would take away all those things you hold dear. Your women, your cars, your money. What's the fucking point if you can't walk away from this ring"

    Colt looks back at the ramp before he starts again

    "And tonight, you're gonna come out here, you're gonna try and undermine me." he turns to the crowd as if he's talking to them now "He's gonna get all suave and eaaaaaaaaaasy and I.... I am going to end him. No, not just win the match. End. Him. Because Slate, You're not just an opponent to me, superstars back in the locker room, I don't hate them. But you, you smug s.o.b, you seem to think you're entitled to this, that something you did in a backyard federation makes you a legend. And that disgusts me. I had to claw my way to get in this ring, I didn't get to ride in on a Rolls, no, I trained, I bled" his voice gets excited his knuckles white. "Tonight, Slate Bass will bleed. That's not a fucking threat, that's a promise. I will clean this ring with your blood. It's the only way to remedy what you've done in it"

    He paces around the ring, grinding his teeth, waiting for Slate.

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  3. Slate Bass appears on the stage, already in his ring gear, with no fanfare and no flashiness.
    Slate walks down into the ring, grabs a microphone and stands nose to nose with Colt.

    Slate: I don't underestimate anybody, jack. I come in here ready to jive with the best of them, and you aren't the best of them. You might be the lowest on the totem-pole here in IWT. I am so over guys like you coming out here and giving a sob story to relate to the fans. "nobody believed in me", "mommy and daddy didn't love me", "I was always told I would be a failure", "I made it here by trying really hard and you can too"...for the love of funk, save it.

    Slate flicks Colt's hair

    Slate: I think whoever said that you need assistance was spot on baby. You need some mental help if you think that you can go toe to toe with this jive talkin' and pimp walkin' mofo'. You are a small blip on the radar and I'm the torpedo comin' to sink ya', baby. I'm sick of guys like you coming in off the streets and no-name independent companies, making it to a big promotion whether it be this one or any other, and using the same old shtick. Why don't you go on and give back whatever script you stole and leave, eh? Stop watching old wrestling videos of your childhood idols. They were probably good, you...well you just aren't.

    Slate smirks at Colt

    Slate: Well you're right about thing aren't just another flash in the pan're just another flash in the pan failure. D.T.F may have not won the tag-team titles, granted. But I am still far more successful than you will ever have the chance to be Colt. I will have a championship here in IWT, that's a guarantee. You, you'll be lucky to have a contract here in IWT after tonight. They don't like to waste money on things that they know won't last. Do you know why you won't last? Because your voice sucks...your look sucks...your name, "Colt Hellback", sucks...plain and simple, my dear boy, you suck. I am going to take such a vast amount of joy in making sure you won't be a thing after tonight.

    Slate walks backwards and leans on the ropes, waiting for a reply from Colt.
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  4. Colt watches Slate intently, and when Slate is finished Colt just shakes his head with a chuckle, taking a little pause and looks at the crowd before he starts to speak "You gotta love that, a guy that says he isn't underestimating someone... and then spends the next five minutes, underestimating someone." he turns his focus to Slate "That's very groovy jack" he says with a mocking tone and low pitch.

    "I don't think you should be thinking about championships tonight Slate, you should be thinking about survival. And when a guy who's named after a fish tells you that your name sucks" he shrugs "I kinda take it as a compliment."

    He stands right opposite of Slate and looks at him straight in the eye.

    "My idols were good, my idols taught me how to walk into this ring and give it your all everytime, my idols taught me that it doesnt matter what you are outside this ring, in this ring, you can take charge, you can shape your own destiny. That what you do right here, that's all that counts."

    He points to the mat.

    "My idols lived on this mat, their blood, sweat and tears have fallen on this mat"

    He looks back at slate.

    "Not in a strip club covered in glitter. Not on some dance floor floor jiving... You know what, Slate Bass, You're a fucking disgrace to this profession, you're a fucking disgrace to this ring. The only reason you've been something on some hodunk promotion is probably because they wanted your girls for free. You dazzle and boogy but the end of the day, this..."

    He points down at the mat.

    "This is a wrestling ring, the only thing that counts is how far you will go, how far will you take your body. How much are you willing to sacrifice yourself just to have that hand raised in victory. I'm not here to lose Slate. I'm not here just so I can give you a win. I'm here to to show you, show those people at the back, show everyone watching this how FAR I will go to get this win. So when you stand there and start cracking wise, deep down you know that I will do everything I possibly can to have my hands raised at the end. I am going to keep my promise, Slate. I will purge this world of your tacky, pathetic, 'jiving' ass. And they are all gonna thank me for it! How's that for going off script?"

    Colt throws the mic to the side and goes to his corner to get ready, testing the ropes and leaning against the turnbuckle.
    OOC (open)
    OOC: @Jet Starr - Thanks for the match! :)
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  5. Slate raises his eyebrow and chuckles at Colt.

    Slate: You think I'm named after a fish? Did you go to school? It's pronounced as "base". My name comes from the musical instrument you idiot, not the fish. Honestly, are you just that much of an idiot, baby? I don't think I'm underestimating you Colt, I think that you're exactly what I think you are. You're a complete waste of space here, your name still sucks, and you're going to lose.

    Slate kicks Colt's mic out of the ring.

    Slate: You have the nerve to say that I don't give it my all in this ring, jack? Please, I give everything and take even more. My track record, even my short one here, speaks for itself. You've done nothing to have the right to stand here in this ring and say that you give it your all. You haven't done a funkin' thing, daddy-o.

    Slate goes towards Colt, in his corner, and stands eye to eye with him.

    Slate: I may be flashy, but I can stand with the best of them in this ring, but you, you can barely make it up the handicap ramp...I'm named after a fish, Jesus Christ you're stupid. Anyway, here's what I need you to do, my dear boy. When that bell rings, you need stand in the middle of this ring with me and give me the best shot you've got. Hit me as hard as you can. I won't duck, I won't dodge...I won't do anything. You stand here and show me that you are what you say you are. It better be a good shot, because if it isn't, I'm going to show you that The Head Pimp in Charge, Slate Bass, ain't someone to funk with.

    Slate flicks Colt's hair again.

    Slate: If I'm still standing after your best shot, then I'm going to dance all over you and "purge" you of your pride, the way...maybe you should stick to the script next time, baby.

    Slate tosses the mic at Colt and it bounces off his chest.
    Slate spins and ends up in the middle of the ring.
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  6. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Shadow: Jack Forté
    @Gav in da BPL!: Gav the Chav
    @Nickelodeon: Nick
    @Jacob Fox: Schizo
    @King B: Declan Zanotto
    @impactking: Chris Young/Lilith Young/Ashley Young
    @CBK_15: Vitor Mata
    @Ring Rust: Perceval "Rusty" Holloway
    @Drag: James Dragon
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @MaD Dojax: Scott Fargo
    @Ovaldinho: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @Indy: Danny Jacobs
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy
    @Forrest OAKADA: Leo Taylor
    @Chrxsiie: Raine
    @TheTNHMaster: Chris Kaizer
    @Blind: Mark Knight
    @Botchie Botcherson: Arno Frye
    @Dylan™ : Guernica
    @Dat Kid: Dat Kid
    @Aurtle the Turtle: Rio Nakayama
    @Beaver: Ivy Hale
    @TheFrostyBlur: Tyson Storm
    @NickThePenguin: Brad Blitz
    @Black Iron PJ: Paul Ravana
    @SmackChat-Luke: Artemis
    @SupaHeeroh: Buster Gate
    @Y2JCake: Alexander Adams
    @randy Savage: "FTJ" Frank the Jock
    @Trevor~: Charles Raynor

    Read and vote!
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  7. Overall, for having a bit more meat with his promos, I went with Colt. But two things: first, I don't think Bass has won a Championship yet. (I should know, I faced him in a title match in another fed) and the "Bass" not "Base" thing almost cost ya, silly boy. But good job overall.

    Jet, as always I love your character work, but something you may need to work on more for IWT's format is picking apart your opponent's promo a bit more. You had a couple good responses, but you could have maybe expanded on them more or added a bit more for either countering other points or expanding more about Slate.
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  8. It was supposed to be mocking slate's name but yeah, that didnt work out XD You live and learn
  9. I was really off my game today. My head is all loopy.
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  11. Nice little match. Enjoyed both promos, but I can see that Jet wasn't feeling it and that Red was. Red's overall enthusiasm and effort reflected in his promo, and I enjoyed it a lot.

    Good job to the both of you.
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  12. Here's your winner...COLT HELLBACK!