See you soon, Ringmaster

[Anthony Jordan]

*The arena comes to life with cheers as Pearl Jam's "Even Flow" hits. "The Role Model" emerges from beyond the curtain wearing a classic Jordan Four T-shirt and a pair of khakis.*

Ventura: "And we are being joined by one-half of the tag team champions."

Cross: "I don't see Mr. International. Where is he?"

Ventura: "Give it a rest, Cross."

Cross: "No one has proven that Mr. International is Anthony Jordan."

Ventura: "They're never in the same place at the same time!"

Cross: "You can say that about billions of people all over the world. Statistically-speaking, Anthony Jordan isn't any more likely to be Mr. International than anyone else."

*Jordan is finally down to the ring and quickly hops up the stairs and enters the ring. He takes Jenny Stark's microphone just before she leaves the ring, then looks around at the cheering fans. Jordan gives his goofy grin before motioning to have his music cut. Once the music and fans die down a bit, Jordan raises his microphone.*

Jordan: "Good times have finally fallen upon my friends and I. First, I must congratulate Michael Windsor and Mister International on winning the IWF Tag Team Titles."

*Jordan claps for the champs as does the crowd.*

Jordan: "Finally, we have someone holding the gold who is actually worthy of it."

*Jordan glares at the camera for a second.*

Cross: "Take note, Donzig."

Ventura: "Donzig took all the notes he needed when he laid Jordan out with the Donzig Stunner last week."

Jordan: "And while they are the greatest tag team champions since Hardcore Fred and Ripper, I still want to give the champs my blessing and wish them to have a long reign. I have never seen such amazing teamwork! It is like they have been a team before or something."

*Jordan just shrugs and gives his goofy grin.*

Jordan: "Next, I would like to welcome my USCW-ger, Kid Kaos, to IWF and lend a little hype to his Payback match against that me-wannabe, Jake Seven."

*Seven gets booed loudly by the crowd.*

Jordan: "Kaos, you are going to need the Jordan hype machine, brother. I have fought Jake Seven enough to know that you have either be the man or promote the heck out of the match to get these people interested in anything Jake Seven does."

*The crowd cheers loudly in agreement as Jordan nods.*

Ventura: "Seven is an upstanding member of society and dutifully aids the Ringmaster."

Cross: "He is a self-righteous jackass who annoys us all."

Jordan: "Both men are really rusty, but we all know USCW trumps all. Kaos should win pretty handily. Do us all a favor and kick Seven so hard he will have to have his jaw wired shut for a good month or so."

*The explodes with cheers at the thought of that.*

Jordan: "A man can dream. Anyway, my third piece of good news is that Whitey Ford is becoming more mobile with each passing day and might be coming back to the ring sooner than expected!"

*Thunderous applause comes from the USCW, BWA, and CWA fans who remember Ford in all his glory.*

Ventura: "That would be an apocalypse to our product."

Cross: "C'mon, Jesse, everyone loves Whitey."

Ventura: "If by 'everyone,' you mean the idiots and stoners of the world, then yes."

Jordan: "Finally, I am a mere six days away from Payback where I will climb the ladder and snatch the briefcase to give me a main event match against the Ringmaster!"

*Jordan pumps his free fist as the crowd cheers him on.*

Jordan: "The Ringmaster is a lot of things: an owner, a leader, a manipulator..."

*Jordan spins his free hand to indicate how he could go on about the Ringmaster.*

Jordan: "But after I get done with him, he will have three new adjectives to add to that rather impressive list,"

*Jordan pauses and gives his goofy grin.*

Jordan: "Humiliated, beaten, and humbled!"

*Jordan holds up his arms as the crowd hopes he can make good on his promise.*

Jordan: "And if you think some scrawny, drug-addicted poser will stand in my way, you are just ignoring an international incident in the making!"

*The crowd gasps as Jordan looks to have given himself away. Jordan looks around sheepishly and blushes before lifting the microphone back up.*

Jordan: "Is what Mister International would say, of course!"

*"The Role Model" gives his goofy grin and winks as the fans laugh and cheer.*

Cross: "I would not want to be the Ringmaster right now."

**Does Jordan leave it at that or does someone else have something to say?**

[Kid Kaos]

No sooner does "The Role Model" put down the mic, then Stricken booms through the arena. The IWF tron flares to live with rapid fire images of Kid Kaos' past wrestling action, with major emphasis on his bloody opponents. As Kid Kaos steps out, the fans seem torn between cheering their former hero and booing him. He smirks in the camera as he pulls out a mic and strolls down the ramp and into the ring. As the music dies, he shakes the hand of "The Role Model"

Cross: "Quite a bit of respect between the two long time friends and sometime rivals."

Ventura: "Honestly, i can't believe that Kaos disrespected Seven like he did. I thought i could like this guy, but such disrespect is intollerable!"

Kaos raises the mic to his lips and his smirk grows bigger

Kaos: "So I've got a few things to say here, so you dumbass idiots just shut the hell up and let a superstar talk!"

The fans mixed reaction, quickly turns to boos.

Kaos: "So I've got a match at the next PPV against Seven. Honestly this match will only take me about five minutes. I mean what the hell can that reject do to me? I'm Kid Kaos, I've stood toe to toe with bigger and better and came out on top."

Cross: "I do have to give him credit, his wrestling history does have some amazing wins."

Ventura: "But is the past victorys enough? I say Kaos is just to rusty to pull off a win!"

Kaos turns and points to the IWFtron. The lights dim in the arena

Kaos: "By the way Seven, I can make my own little promo movie just like you. Roll the clip."

The promo begins to play. It shows the same house and family that was in Seven's promo.

Voice Over: "Ah the good old days, days when all was peaceful and happy. That was a time when your kids could turn on the tv and be safe from violence and crude language. But those days are long gone. Say Billy, would you like to see some jackass get his ass kicked?"

Billy: "Would I?"

The family all runs to the tv, the camera pans to show a view of the tv. Little Billy bounces in his seat as Kid Kaos jumps on top of Seven and lays into him with rapid fire punches. The camera pans in close to the tv, when it pans back out, the family has changed. The father is now a big beared biker, the mother is dressed like a cheap slut and the two kids are cussing and screaming at the tv

Voice Over: "You see, the typical American family now, loves violence. It is almost like a drug to them now and Kid Kaos nows how to feed that addiction. So to get your fix, tune into IWF: Payback to watch as Kid Kaos not only beats Seven, but makes him bleed and beg for his life!"

The IWFtron changes to a picture of Kid Kaos with both middle fingers extended and a cocky grin on his face

Kid Kaos: "So it comes down to this. At Payback, Seven will beg me for his life. I will leave him broken and bleeding in the ring!"

Kaos drops the mic as Stricken hits, he rolls out of the ring and starts up the ramp

[Charles Windsor]

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As Kaos takes a step towards the ramp his music cuts, he looks around as silence falls for a moment, only to be cut as LIVE FOREVER hits and the arena fills with boos as the fans show their hatred towards the owner of the IWF, 'The Ringmaster'.

The Ringmaster walks out onto the main stage, he is dressed sharp in a fine tailored suit and has a mic in his hand, ready to speak. The is backed up as Mr Britain steps out from the shadows and stands silently at the side of the IWF Owner.

Kaos remains ringside and Anthony Jordan remains in the ring as the music cuts.
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The Ringmaster
Your not making this easy for me 'Kaos', you see the fact is some of the things that come out of your mouth make The Ringmaster want to see you succeed, the way you put these ungreatful people in their place, the way you make it clear to them that they mean nothing to you, i like that.

But, there is one problem, you show of respect to that piece of crap in the ring!


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The Ringmaster points down to Anthony Jordan, Jordan turns around and looks over his shoulder, suggesting that the RM must be talking about someone else.
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The Ringmaster
Now that kind of behaviour is only going to either hault, or shorten your career!

There is one point of power in the IWF, one controller, one man with the final say and that man is The Ringmaster, you piss me off then your career will dive worse than Owen Hart!!!


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it takes a second for everyone to take in the vile comment that has just been made, but when it hits home the Ringmaster is subject to the biggest amount of abuse from the fans that he has ever witnessed.
He seems to care less as he sick grin crosses his face
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The Ringmaster
Did i say something to upset you people?

Do you think i care?

Anyway, Kaos, the choice is yours, but hanging around with Anthony Jordan will do you absolutely zero favours.

Now moving onto the 'Role Model' himself, you talk a big game, you want everyone to know that your going to win at Payback and get your 5 minutes of fame against The Ringmaster in a main event match?

Bring it on Anthony, do whatever you have to do at Payback because The Ringmaster will be more than happy to meet you in that ring and make sure its your first, and last IWF Main Event match.

Do you really think you stand a chance? Do you think a referee is going to side with you, a nothing, a low paid employee who is not fit to lick my boots? The referee will do as he is told, and after i crack you across the head with a baseball bat the referee will place my foot on your chest and count 123, and your short lived IWF career will be over and i will have the pleasure of being the man who finally put the nail in he coffin of Anthony Jordan!

[Shamus]

Suddenly as fate would happen, Barroom Hero blasted across the arena interrupting the goings on. And from the back stormed the man called Shamus, hair around his head as he looked around with wild eyes. Then he shook his head, finishing the glass of beer in his hand. Foam dripped from his beard, and then he wiped a hand across his mouth.

Then he looked at Seven and the Ringmaster, then towards the ring with Kaos and AJ.

He looked around, then shrugged before he produced a mic.

A long pause followed, and then?

"Say what now?"

The fans exploded, and everyone else looked at each other confused. Then Seven started to answer, and Shamus yelled again.

"Say what now?"

Seven frowned, and the fans cheered. And Shamus shook his head, walking back and forth before he looked back to them.

"I was fookin' standing in da back, and I heard all this fookin' crap! And I was thinkin' why da fook doesn't da master of the greatest bloody finishing move in da history of wrestling does nae hae a match!"

The place exploded, and Shamus frowned.

"The Irish Carbomb?" said the Ringmaster.

"The I'm a Drunk?" said Seven.

"The Most Entertaining Scotsman since Ripper, which ain't saying much?" asked AJ.

Shamus blinked, then roared. "Nae, I'm talkin' 'bout da fookin' bloody 'Angover!"

The fans ate it up, and the Ringmaster and Seven looked at each other. Then the Ringmaster lifted his mic. "It's just a headbutt."

"Say what now?"

Ringmaster sighed, then continued. "It's just a headbutt."

Shamus arched a brow, then rubbed his beard. "Say what now?"

The Ringmaster swore, and AJ and Kaos were rolling as Seven fumed. Then the Ringmaster snarled, loudly. "It's just a goddamned headbutt."

Shamus nodded, then roared back. "Aye! Aye! A fookin' 'eadbutt!"

[donzig]

And then all hell broke loose as Mudvayne drowned out Jake Seven, and the fans were on their feet as the IWF World Heavyweight Champion stalked from the back. Donzig puffed on a thick cigar, adjusting his battered leather jacket on his shoulders.

Sadly though only the drunken and confused Shamus seemed happy to see him. Donzig flicked some ashes, eyes narrowed on the pair of the Ringmaster and Seven. "Wow. I mean wow, where do I start?"

Donzig paused, rubbing his chin before he snapped his fingers. Looking to the Ringmaster, flicking ashes with a wave of his hand. "You're going to let Jake Seven, Jake fucking Seven of all people hire and fire people in your company? A guy who didn't even win a match to prove himself yet? This is the best the great and powerful Ringmaster could do?"

Donzig snorted, and the fans seemed amused as Donzig smirked. "Wow. You let the bastard son of the Baron and AJ make calls now?"

Seven started to open his mouth, but the American Destroyer snarled at him. Eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer with a lick of his lips. "What? You want to try and fire me, Jake Off? Try it, because the Christian Troy of 2008 won't have to wait for--"

Donzig paused, a brow lifting as he chewed on his cigar. "Fuck, what was that guy who Crazy Bill pretended to be?"

Everyone seemed to think, and then Shamus snapped his fingers. "It was fookin' El Loco Gringo."

Donzig grunted, then continued. "The point is, Ringmaster. That Seven here is point blank jealous, you going to let this idiot get rid of someone who, and brace yourself here, actually gets a crowd reaction for saying. Saying? Shamus what the hell is that thing you say?"

Shamus seemed to think, rubbing his beard before looking at Donzig blankly. "Say what now?"

The fans exploded, and Donzig grunted as he exhaled a stream of smoke. Waving a hand before he continued, shrugging. "Yeah, whatever. See that, that is what we in the business call a crowd reaction! Something that Jake Seven sees less then a female orgasm!"

The fans ate it up, cheering wildly as even the Ringmaster chuckled at that. And Donzig tsked, then he leaned forward. "And not to sound like a dick, but there is only one CWA Superstar I remember being in rehab!"

AJ laughed at that, and Seven fumed as Donzig shrugged. Then he looked around, chewing on his cigar before he exhaled a stream of smoke in the direction of the Ringmaster and Seven. "So what are you going to do, Ringmaster. Going to let Seven make idiotic calls in your name, or are you going to man the fuck up, and tell him to shut his mouth!"

[Charles Windsor]

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The Ringmaster looks at Jake Seven and shakes his head, he then looks at Donzig and the other superstars. He then snaps his head back to Seven
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The Ringmaster
Lets get this very clear 'Seven', you are not, and are becoming les likely to ever become, the General Manager of the IWF!


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The fans eat this up as they actual give the hated owner a pop. The Ringmaster looks out to the fans with disgust, and then back to Seven who does not know where to put himself
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The Ringmaster
The Ringmaster is the one and only source of power in the IWF, Donzig might think that belt gives him so scope around here but without my backing it means shit!


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The Ringmaster eyes up the IWF World Champion, but Don really is not fussed about what he has had to say and the Ringmaster looks back to Seven
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The Ringmaster
But you, you really have NOTHING to back you up right now. At Payback you have the chance to get into my good books, but right now your nothing but someone else trying to make a name for themselves by hooking up with the Ringmaster, and thats not going to happen!


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The Ringmaster then turns his attention to Shamus
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The Ringmaster
You drunk bastard, yoru not fired, yet! You keep up with this unprofessional bullshit and it wont be long until you are!


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Shamus smiles, points at Seven and laughs as Donzig grins
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The Ringmaster
So just so everyone is clear, Jake Seven is NOT the GM of the IWF and Shamus is not fired.

But make no bones about it, if the Ringmaster wants to hire a GM or fire a 'superstar' then he damn well will, without having to consult anyone, no board of directors, no CEO's, the IWF is a one man power trip!


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The Ringmaster lowers the mic and gestures to Mr Britain that its time to leave
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