Voting IWTMania IV Post Show - IWT Intercontinental Championship

Discussion in 'Internet Wrestling Titles' started by Roadster, Apr 24, 2016.


Who Won?

Poll closed Apr 26, 2016.
  1. Jack Forté

  2. Spawn

  1. The following contest is scheduled for one fall...and it is for the IWT Intercontinental Championship!

    (@Shadow) Jack Forté vs. Spawn (@Tumbas)

    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. Asmodeus leads the entrance as members of the Cult of Mortem stand at the sides. Spawn's large hulking frame is seen limping behind Asmodeus . Spawn still hurt and physically caked in Aids' blood.

    Asmodeus grabs a mic and begins to talk in a very serious tone.

    Asmodeus - Ladies and gentlemen, the night is still young. There is still one more champion who must spill his blood in our name. Spawn! Stop lollygagging and finish this worm!


    @0:35 The lights go to red as Spawn shuffles down the ramp and gets into the ring followed by his cult.

    Spawn - "It was brave of you to accept the challenge. I had hoped to already hold gold in my hands by now but it appears Aids was a different beast to what I was ready to face. I know this is all very sudden and I hate that we had to spring you into our buisness so soon, but it appears as if you must die Jack Forte.
    I watched your match like I have watched all of mankinds actions from the pits of Hell.
    Your match was impressive, no doubt you deserve to be a champion. You fight with pride and passion, I can see that.
    Aids is no champion.
    Aids might still have the belt but he is no championship material!
    I was robbed of my pride by that peasant. He is no more of a champion than he is a warrior.
    Aids Johnson is nothing more than a fluke.

    See this day was in the scriptures. IWTMania IV is the fall of man. It is the beginning of my reign, but it needed the blood of a champion to be spilled. I brought Asmodeus and the rest of the cult from hell by performing sacrifices of mortal souls like Nick and Gav. But to reach our full power the champion had to fall.
    Now when something of this caliber rolls around I take it deathly serious.
    MY entire existence has been to beat the champ here at IWTMania IV.
    It is all I know. I have been fighting for this day since forever.
    But there was a problem.
    When I fought Aids I felt uncomfortable.
    It didn't feel right.
    See Aids Johnson won because I was dancing with the wrong partner.
    I figured IWT's champion was the one sat on top of the throne.
    But it turns out, that IWT's hero is actually you, Jack Forte.

    Do not take pleasure in this. For now you will lay down and be the first to usher in my new kingdom of hell on this mortal realm.
    I may be sore, I may be tired. But I have been preparing myself to destroy you for millennia. This is propheted. This will come to fruition. "
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  3. (This is my official theme from here on out, promise.)

    *The arena lights begin pulsating between purple and white, in sync to the song that has kicked on just moments before. Mint green lasers start to emit from all angles of the IWTMania setup, just like before. At the 00:18 second mark Jack makes his way through the entrance way at a slow pace. Not garbed in any of his entrance gear, his hair let down, and his title draped on his shoulder. Only being held up by gravity at this point. Forté visibly favoring his neck waits in place until his good friend Nick stands beside him. He helps Jack make it down the ramp, and offers him a mic. Nick then takes the title and hands it to the referee as Forté enters the ring.*

    It's crazy, all of this. IWTMania weekend finally comes to a close. Stars were made, legacies were set in stone, God even died at the hands of a mortal named Alias. And the crowd was finally about to exit, the production crew about to rip this grand stage apart, and the lights about to go out.

    But it didn't. Because you didn't leave. Not only did you refuse to leave, you brought another one who rose from the ashes, and both of you provoked me. Even called me the chosen one. And I appreciate this, hell I was even pulling for you in your match. You were soo close, but it just didn't happen.

    You can dance with Aids, and you can dance with me all you like. But as long as you're dancing with two left feet you're gonna fall, right back to where you claim to be from. And I say claim because every statement I've heard you say so far is just false.

    Aids is a champion, he may not be THE champion, but he's deserved his spot. Gav may have fallen to you, but Nick has bested the demon when it has mattered the most. And I am not a hero, I've never claimed to be. My actions haven't been in some shallow attempt to restore the IWT. Have they though? That's for everyone else to perceive, not me. Everything I do isn't even for me, but for the Intercontinental Championship!

    Without it I am hollow, unkindled, I may as well be dead. It is my soul, and every single thing I do is to not only keep my soul just a little bit longer, but to make it shine brighter than all the others.

    And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil: for thou art with me. In this case thou isn't God, mainly because he tends to stab people in the back. But my thou is the Intercontinental Championship, my soul. And as long as I have it it will show me the way through all of my objectives, man or beast. Mortal or Immortal, even the Spawn of satan himself and his cult. Even if I get sent to hell itself, I will drag you with me. But I will walk out, and leave you stranded behind the gates for a millennia. And maybe after that you can come back and try your hand at a man you should've provoked the first time, your original partner. Or reuinte with him and have all of those eating contests you two used to have, it doesn't matter.

    Because make no mistake about it, you might have provoked a mere mortal but you might as well call me Kratos. Because this is a war I am willing to travel the darkest depths to triumph over the so called Immortal.
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  4. Spawn lets out an unfamiliar smile as he looks at Asmodeus.

    Spawn - "I told you he was the one.
    Jack I have no doubts that you could fight you way home from the depths of hell. The flames may scorch you but I don't think you are the type of man to worry about the pain and agony. We are parallels. I am the darkness and you are the light, we are the ying and yang. So you can stop trying to help Aids' cause. I am finished with him for now. It is blatant to me that the only real champion this business has is you kid. You could of done it all easily, shit, you probably would of fared off against Aids and won tonight. But unfortunately I don't care for Aids' belt or for your belt. I just need you to fall down. I have been waiting to bring my men from the gates of hell for far too long. You are the last obstacle preventing us from unleashing the torment we need to rule this place. If you fall this will be no place of belts and glory. This will just be a place of torture and suffering.

    I wish I could of warned you before hand about what is going to happen win or lose here tonight. See I may of been undefeated until tonight, but it was all a show. If you thought I was the mastermind, the muscles of the plan then you are dead wrong. This is not something people can prevent now, we have already arrived. The fall of man has already begun, you are just the first step. When the champion is slain, the kingdom falls. Then I will take the throne and lead my new army through the plains of this mortal realm. I will pillage and slaughter anything I want. Men, women, children. It won't matter anymore. You are all helpless worms. My power will be unimaginable should I manage to muster the power to defeat you tonight. Jack Forte you are a strong competitor. I wouldn't be telling you this should I think that you will probably beat me tonight to.

    I need my power. Without it the destruction of this planet could take a few more pain staking weeks. I must of forgot to mention. My power doesn't lay on if the champion is still alive. No. My power lies in the Cult of Mortem. Each soul I dragged into the pits of Lucifer's hell, I forced them to take a new purpose. They are now my slaves who draw power for me. And once I defeat the Intercontinental champion, hundreds of people will flock to my cause like the sheep that they are. If they choose not to, they will simply be torn apart by the demons in hell. I am offering anyone watching this right now a way out. Join my cult, side with me and together we will rule this world. We will never have to worry about guys like Jack Forte, or his side bitch Nick. Together as one nothing can hold our power back. Join me, and you will make a God King.

    I leave you with the dying words of a planet champ. After tonight, whether you retain or drop that belt. IWT and Earth are gong to be into a far more evil time. This summer. This is the Summer of Mortem. Many will fall, many will join. and by the end, who will be stood above the corpses of his enemies and his friends."
  5. You're right about one thing, Spawn. We're both different from anything the IWT has seen in a long, long time. Maybe all of this was the destiny, you and me. We broke in around the same time, we've both been on a war path since our debuts, and even though we took different routes we're still standing toe to toe with each other. And if I do manage to put you away, I damn well know it won't be the the last I've seen of you. This is the start of something bigger for the both of us, and I can see that.

    But the difference between you and me, is that I don't shroud my intentions with a higher purpose. You can hammer home your reasoning that a champion must fall to bring your dogs of hell to our mortal realm, but I know better. You're not here for blood, you're here for the gold. It's why you've been after Aids since the start. You saw your prize, and it wasn't a soul. It was a belt that you thought will give you the true power. But it just didn't happen. And now you're after me, saying I'm a hero. I'm the guy who sits atop the throne you seem hellbent to takeover. But it's not the throne you want, it's my title. Thinking that once you can get your hands on gold your prophecy will be fulfilled.

    There's the thing about prophecies, though. They're never up front with you. First it was Aids, now it's me. And if the prophecy was right this time, and I am the man who you need to beat for the gold then it's just not a prophecy that you're going to fulfill.

    Because they're more than one thing that seperates the two of us. Not just the fact that I have nothing to shroud, but that every single thing I said I was going to do, I did. Whereas you, you weren't meant to be the man or beast sitting atop a throne with gold around you. You were meant to be a pursuer, a follower. It's why you lost to Aids, and why you take orders from YOUR pitcher Asmodeus. But don't look to him to be saved, not now. He'll only look on as I deny you full access to this realm, and my soul.

    I would normally tell you to blame me when you have to go back and tell your father that you failed, but that is not the case. Asmodeus knows who will be the one at fault for your downfall, and his name is Spawn. And no, no prophecy fortold that.

    Blame yourself.
  6. @THG?: Alias Antonio
    @Gav the Champ!: Gav the Chav
    @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
    @Kazzir: Elliot Ryker
    @Awesomenrh: Alexander Hightower
    @DragonClaw: Big Drag
    @Ryan Davis: Ryan Davis
    @rydogg: Braeden Cross
    @Dojo: Scott Fargo
    @Bubblegum: Shinjiro Death
    @Ovalhead: Luis Ovaldhino/Lord Lee
    @Indy: Danny Jacobs
    @Harrison: Handleman
    @NickThePenguin: Baron Moreau
    @KingsPunch: King Votan
    @WUKOffical: I Got Beat by Ryan Davis
    @AfricanScatMahn: Big Mac Daddy
    @DemonHunter1257: Al Blizzard
    @B1skit: Cousin Eddy

    Read the promos and vote.
  7. Both promos from both guys were amazing. Spawn's gimmick is on point, but Jack rebunked everything so well. This is gonna take another read.
  8. I got buried brother. Best in IWT right here.
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  9. Awesome stuff!

    Voted for Shadow, though. He's one hell of a promoer.
  10. Gotta vote Forté
  11. Why the fuck are you having a fallout match already? Delete thies wwhle ordea.
  12. It's his choice. Unlike you, he's facing actual competitors and not BGD
  13. Really expected it to go the other way. Thought I had signed over the end of my reign by accepting tbh. You had all the momentum coming out of the show, and I thought that people wanted to see you win off of that alone.

    Great match for 0 build, 0 encounters with one another, and 0 time to plan. Definitely don't think this is the last we'll be in the ring together, though.

    Really do love your gimmick too, something that I need to hone in on still.
  14. Here's your winner and STILL IWT Intercontinental Champion...JACK FOOOORTE!
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  15. For sure man, wasn't about the title or buildup. Was a guilty pleasure match I wanted to top of this killer month.