Post by genesis on Apr 10, 2010 1:14:51 GMT -6
What a night CWE Supremacy turned out to be. Society came out on top in full force. As Payne rolled into tonight's Rampage show. He KNEW the shit was going to hit the fan. Fans were super duper uber pissed off at him. The roster wanted little to nothing to do with him. Shane Andrews was probably very, very close to hitting the 'fire his ass' button. Just to maintain peace around the federation.
This was the scene outside the arena earlier today. Riots were caused that no security force could prepare for. Cars were flipped over and sat ablaze. People were hurt. Lots of screaming and yelling. This was a sight that was unprecedented and never before seen here at CWE.
Hell, even Payne's vehicle was totaled and destroyed !
(Before)
(After)
As you can see. The vehicle was unrecognizable. (note to self: Some fucker is gonna pay for that ! )
Needless to say ? The atmosphere within' CWE had changed dramatically in less then 24 hours. How could one man become sooooo hated !? Well, keep watching and you'll find out why.
The best action CWE officials could do was allow the show to go on. Let the authorities take care of things outside. Have extra security on hand inside the arena. Have EMS on standby if needed. Heck, lets even bring out a hurst if needed. With the tense atmosphere. Someone could potentially get killed tonight.
So, with Payne's vehicle destroyed. Riots going on outside. How in the world was Payne going to even show up at the event ?
Well...
Total Tank, FTW !
Yep... somehow, someway. Payne had commandeered an army tank to escort him in the arena. The tank slowly made its way down the ramp. The fans cheered at first. Besides, how many times do you see a tank inside a wrestling arena ? Not often, I can assure you.
The tank parked itself in front of the ring. The lid popped open at the top. And Payne came out of it. Dressed in full camouflage with 'war paint' on his face. His World Heayweight Championship firmly tightened around his waist. The crowds enthusiasm quickly turned into one of total disdain.
Payne stood on top of the rank. All smiles, as the crowd threw trash at him. It was like deja vu all over again. Payne pointed out at the crowd, taunted them, and delivered a crotch chop. Telling the crowd where to go apparently.
Payne climbed down from the tank and slid into the ring. The tank began to back itself out of the arena. The fans started to chant 'You screwed Minion !' and 'Die, Motherfucker Die', among other derogatory things a World Champion of his caliber should never hear.
Payne grabbed a mic, and began the taunting. Before he could even speak. The crowd in the front row was ready to break the railing. Every security officer and policeman on hand had to hold everyone back from coming over and taking Payne's head off.
Instead of letting the fans cool down. Payne kept egging the situation on instead.
I hate to say I told you so.... BUUUUUUUT ! I told you so ! Whether you player haters like it or not. I AM YOUR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION !!!
Payne says with a smile, and evil laugh:
I have to say though. I am surprised at the response. I mean, my car was totaled. Vehicles were sat on fire. Innocent lives were put in danger. All the chaos in the world that even I could never imagine that could happen.
Out of all that. I realized something. You people... you don't really hate me. YOU LOVE ME !!!
I mean, did you guys ever throw a bitch fit when losers like Osiris, Minion, Hades, and Kincade were CWE World Champions ? Hell, these guys got little to no reaction whatsoever. All you could hear from these Brandon Payne wannabe's was:
*total silence, followed by the sound of crickets*
Yes folks... its true, its true. Your SAVIOR had rid you and your eardrums from the battle cries of boredom. For weeks.. no, no. Wait ! For MONTHS ! I've put up with bullshit politics and there belly aching. I played every single game Shane Andrews could throw at me. In a sad attempt to get rid of me.
And fellas... I have a announcement to make on all that:
I'M STILL STANDING BITCHES !!!
Fans began booing very, very loudly. More trash was thrown. More curse words were being used.
You know, after I defeated Minion. I came to realization that if those numnuts aren't gang banging myself or The Society in some form or fashion ? Non of those jerkoffs could ever beat us. I mean, look at how many multi-man matches I was thrown into. A couple of them were World Title opportunities. Then, when the heavens above opened up in the skies. When all the stars & planets of the solar system aligned. I finally got my wish. A one-on-one match for the World Title. Now... it was an even playing field. Just like I wanted all along.
Low & behold. I won, and came out victories. Just like I KNEW would happen all along.
There's not a damn thing any of you butt nuggets can do about it either. Osiris can sit on his throne of shame. Pissing & Moaning like he does best all he wants to. Kincade can look into a mirror and try to pretend to be me. Minion can go back to hell where he came from and sulk. All others can sit back in awe and gaze upon what is truly... a GOD standing before you in this very ring !
The fans started to boo some more. And with that, Payne turned his attention over to them. He was going to have a little fun at there expense:
OH ! How could I forget about you guys. My loving, adorable little fans.
Well, since you all seem to 'love me' so much. Since, you were in cahoots with all your heroes backstage who vowed to end my career here at CWE. Allow me to say just two words to each & everyone of you piss ants !
FUCK YOU !!!
And after that. Payne jumped outside and pulled an 'Edge':
(OOC: The following was inspired by this epic Edge promo:
Running around, pointing and yelling at the crowd. He was protected by armed forces. So he knew he could get away with it.
Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You !
And suddenly.. Payne stops and see's a little kid with Minion face paint on:
Hey little fellas. Guess what. When you grow up to be a big, strong young man. Just like your hero, Minion. Your gonna get FUCKED over !
And after that, the 'Fuck You' chants continued for another 10-15 seconds. Until Payne ran out of breath and slid back into the ring. Payne panted, trying to catch his breath. He laughed and smiled at the crowd. He obviously didn't get a shit about them. As they never cared for him. So why would he care if there feelings got hurt.
Then to cap it all off. He had add a little insult to injury:
Oh, and by the way. Allow me to say to you happy, tree huggin' lil fuckers. Let it be known. That as I stand here before you. Not only as your fellow 'King', a 'Legend', an 'Xtraordinaire', an' Elite' and now a GOD !? I feel like a diamond... surrounded by trash.
As Payne, made reference to the 'trash' being thrown into the ring. And symbolically, meaning the people surrounding him in the arena.
With that, Payne decided it was time to put the sealer on this:
And with that my friends. As an old friend of mine used to say. "Fuck You, and Have a Nice Day !"
And with that, Payne's music hit the PA System. What was left of the security. Escorted him back to the dressing room area.
This was the scene outside the arena earlier today. Riots were caused that no security force could prepare for. Cars were flipped over and sat ablaze. People were hurt. Lots of screaming and yelling. This was a sight that was unprecedented and never before seen here at CWE.
Hell, even Payne's vehicle was totaled and destroyed !
(Before)
(After)
As you can see. The vehicle was unrecognizable. (note to self: Some fucker is gonna pay for that ! )
Needless to say ? The atmosphere within' CWE had changed dramatically in less then 24 hours. How could one man become sooooo hated !? Well, keep watching and you'll find out why.
The best action CWE officials could do was allow the show to go on. Let the authorities take care of things outside. Have extra security on hand inside the arena. Have EMS on standby if needed. Heck, lets even bring out a hurst if needed. With the tense atmosphere. Someone could potentially get killed tonight.
So, with Payne's vehicle destroyed. Riots going on outside. How in the world was Payne going to even show up at the event ?
Well...
Total Tank, FTW !
Yep... somehow, someway. Payne had commandeered an army tank to escort him in the arena. The tank slowly made its way down the ramp. The fans cheered at first. Besides, how many times do you see a tank inside a wrestling arena ? Not often, I can assure you.
The tank parked itself in front of the ring. The lid popped open at the top. And Payne came out of it. Dressed in full camouflage with 'war paint' on his face. His World Heayweight Championship firmly tightened around his waist. The crowds enthusiasm quickly turned into one of total disdain.
Payne stood on top of the rank. All smiles, as the crowd threw trash at him. It was like deja vu all over again. Payne pointed out at the crowd, taunted them, and delivered a crotch chop. Telling the crowd where to go apparently.
Payne climbed down from the tank and slid into the ring. The tank began to back itself out of the arena. The fans started to chant 'You screwed Minion !' and 'Die, Motherfucker Die', among other derogatory things a World Champion of his caliber should never hear.
Payne grabbed a mic, and began the taunting. Before he could even speak. The crowd in the front row was ready to break the railing. Every security officer and policeman on hand had to hold everyone back from coming over and taking Payne's head off.
Instead of letting the fans cool down. Payne kept egging the situation on instead.
I hate to say I told you so.... BUUUUUUUT ! I told you so ! Whether you player haters like it or not. I AM YOUR WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION !!!
Payne says with a smile, and evil laugh:
I have to say though. I am surprised at the response. I mean, my car was totaled. Vehicles were sat on fire. Innocent lives were put in danger. All the chaos in the world that even I could never imagine that could happen.
Out of all that. I realized something. You people... you don't really hate me. YOU LOVE ME !!!
I mean, did you guys ever throw a bitch fit when losers like Osiris, Minion, Hades, and Kincade were CWE World Champions ? Hell, these guys got little to no reaction whatsoever. All you could hear from these Brandon Payne wannabe's was:
*total silence, followed by the sound of crickets*
Yes folks... its true, its true. Your SAVIOR had rid you and your eardrums from the battle cries of boredom. For weeks.. no, no. Wait ! For MONTHS ! I've put up with bullshit politics and there belly aching. I played every single game Shane Andrews could throw at me. In a sad attempt to get rid of me.
And fellas... I have a announcement to make on all that:
I'M STILL STANDING BITCHES !!!
Fans began booing very, very loudly. More trash was thrown. More curse words were being used.
You know, after I defeated Minion. I came to realization that if those numnuts aren't gang banging myself or The Society in some form or fashion ? Non of those jerkoffs could ever beat us. I mean, look at how many multi-man matches I was thrown into. A couple of them were World Title opportunities. Then, when the heavens above opened up in the skies. When all the stars & planets of the solar system aligned. I finally got my wish. A one-on-one match for the World Title. Now... it was an even playing field. Just like I wanted all along.
Low & behold. I won, and came out victories. Just like I KNEW would happen all along.
There's not a damn thing any of you butt nuggets can do about it either. Osiris can sit on his throne of shame. Pissing & Moaning like he does best all he wants to. Kincade can look into a mirror and try to pretend to be me. Minion can go back to hell where he came from and sulk. All others can sit back in awe and gaze upon what is truly... a GOD standing before you in this very ring !
The fans started to boo some more. And with that, Payne turned his attention over to them. He was going to have a little fun at there expense:
OH ! How could I forget about you guys. My loving, adorable little fans.
Well, since you all seem to 'love me' so much. Since, you were in cahoots with all your heroes backstage who vowed to end my career here at CWE. Allow me to say just two words to each & everyone of you piss ants !
FUCK YOU !!!
And after that. Payne jumped outside and pulled an 'Edge':
(OOC: The following was inspired by this epic Edge promo:
Running around, pointing and yelling at the crowd. He was protected by armed forces. So he knew he could get away with it.
Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You ! Fuck You !
And suddenly.. Payne stops and see's a little kid with Minion face paint on:
Hey little fellas. Guess what. When you grow up to be a big, strong young man. Just like your hero, Minion. Your gonna get FUCKED over !
And after that, the 'Fuck You' chants continued for another 10-15 seconds. Until Payne ran out of breath and slid back into the ring. Payne panted, trying to catch his breath. He laughed and smiled at the crowd. He obviously didn't get a shit about them. As they never cared for him. So why would he care if there feelings got hurt.
Then to cap it all off. He had add a little insult to injury:
Oh, and by the way. Allow me to say to you happy, tree huggin' lil fuckers. Let it be known. That as I stand here before you. Not only as your fellow 'King', a 'Legend', an 'Xtraordinaire', an' Elite' and now a GOD !? I feel like a diamond... surrounded by trash.
As Payne, made reference to the 'trash' being thrown into the ring. And symbolically, meaning the people surrounding him in the arena.
With that, Payne decided it was time to put the sealer on this:
And with that my friends. As an old friend of mine used to say. "Fuck You, and Have a Nice Day !"
And with that, Payne's music hit the PA System. What was left of the security. Escorted him back to the dressing room area.