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I agree Edwin...I didn't like the way I was eliminated...I kind of figured someone would take the chance to over on HVT in a big way at the end, or at least in a very intense, high point of the match. Or at least not have 400 pounds of HVT run into turnbuckle and fly all the way up nearly to the top rope...that was a bit confusing. Anyway...that was kind of cool though. For the entire match, I thought Craven was going to win...I really, really did...so that was awesome. Rarely do you read a match where you don't know who's gonna win...but Matthews got me there. Good job bro, and good luck. Da "feels old, unappreciated, and unrespected" H

Aren't the smarks the same people who were complaining non-stop about how the WWE won't give Benoit a push...Benoit is a god...Benoit, Benoit, Benoit...? I could have sworn that all I ever saw from smarks were how Benoit was being held down...and now, you're complaining and saying he shouldn't ME? Sheesh...smarks are so fickle. Also, the reason he's not getting the pops is because of poor booking by WWE. They bring him to Raw, not so much as the huge babyface that is going to topple the giant that is HHH...but instead as the Smackdown guy that is getting in the super-duper-over babyface Shawn Michaels's, way. He's preventing Michaels from getting a title shot, and on Raw, Michaels is WAY more over than Benoit. If they hadn't booked that segment where he came down with HHH and Michaels, Benoit would be getting a better pop...but instead of being the hero, he's beeing booked as the annoying guy from the other team that's getting in the hero's way. I hope WWE fixes that, cause not only does Benoit deserve the chance, but I think he'd be a breath of fresh air at the top of Raw.

You're absolutely right Clark. I guess there were just unwritten rules that people followed. Everyone just knew that if you and Maddix were in an angle, he wouldn't just attack one of you for no reason. But, if someone was just sitting around in no angle, someone would just attack them. Also, it didn't have to be physical...it could be just calling them out or something. Also, it wasn't so wrong to just ignore the promo if you didn't want to do it. Or just say...hey, I don't want to do anything with you or hey, i'm involved in something. There was nothing wrong with that...people just didn't get as mad and weren't so serious. If someone jumped in...they just rolled with it. How do you think I won my first title...I just wrote a promo where i got into an argument with ELM over the stable we were in...and there was no asking permission. ELM wasn't that pleased, but he didn't make a big stink about it either. He just rolled with it, and we had a great match...and it kind of worked itself out. I dunno...things were just more fun back then...people were just more laid back. Hell, even when someone did get pissed...the flame war that ensued was fun too. Da "doesn't know why people are so against flame wars" H

Promo: Welcome, Part 3 of 3 Location: Cleveland, Ohio In the rear of the Gund Arena on this very cold Sunday, a Lincoln Towncar rolls to a stop in front of the loading dock entrance. Near the door, 50-75 fans stand with signs, awaiting the arrival of the SWF superstars participating in tonight’s event. Hopefully, they stand staring at the luxury vehicle as the driver walks around and opens the passenger side door. BOOOOOOO!! Jacob Helmsley emerges from the vehicle, with duffel bag in tow, and acknowledges the fans with a raise of a single finger, that causes them to boo him even louder. He walks towards the entrance, and as he pulls open the door, a fan screams out… “I HOPE THUGG BEATS YOUR ASS JAKE!!” With that, Jacob stops, and turns to address the fan. (Jacob) – First of all, if you think Thugg’s gonna do to me what he did to Maddix and Spike, you are sadly mistaken. Second of all, even if Thugg did actually attack me from behind, I will whoop his enormous ass. Now…if you jackasses who obviously have no life because you are waiting around 10 hours before the show to see us when you could be having a Super Bowl party or something….I have a Clusterfuck to win. Jake, rips open the door… RAAAAAAA!!! Jake stares straight ahead, and then up. The camera pans backwards and shows the beast of a man, HVT, standing in the doorwar with a sinister look on his face. The fans actually cheer him, as it would seem that he is here to beat down Jake… …but instead, Thugg’s face opens into a huge smile. (HVT) – JAKE!! WHAT UP DOGG!! (Jake) – THUGG! What the hell is up?!? BOOOOOOO!! Thugg and Jake give each other a manly embrace before Jake turns back to the fans… (Jake) – Oh, I’m sorry…you all must have forgotten that Thugg and I were the best of friends in the JL back in the day. Dumbfucks! Anyway Thugg, how the hell are ya? (HVT) – Yo, I’m chill…just gettin’ ready for this match. It’s about time they brought you up here man… Their conversation tapers off as Jake walks through the door and it closes behind him. THE END PS – Yeah…I stopped with the beatings of the other JLers cause someone complained. I was gonna do it if no one complained, and Maddix was a good sport about it. But if people are going to complain, then I can’t do it. This was the ending I was doing anyway. For most of you, this is meaningless cause you weren’t around back then…but Jake and HVT, along with Mistress Sarah, started up the Alliance and were the best of friends when HVT and Sarah were in the JL. I just felt like reminiscing cause Jake is finally coming up. Da “done and done” H

Well yeah...it does work both ways... But I loved the fun people were having with promo wars against each other, leading to fueds and huge blow off matches and such. It was just a lot of fun. Something about the element of surprise made it work, and got people more into their feuds...and, it got other people into feuds that they weren't in, something that I think is lacking today. Of course, there was an unwritten understanding with these...like, I wouldn't seriously injure anyone...like, I wouldn't break Apostle's leg or anything. I just went to his house, beat the crap out of him, threw him through a fish tank, and punched out his girl. SO, there an understanding not to injure people in these promos...people weren't scared or worried about their characters. People just saw it and said, "oh shoot...i'm gonna beat your ass for that". And then, they'd write a promo driving a bulldoze into my house. It was just more fun than the, "Ok, here's what we're gonna do over teh next 6 months. We'll establish x, y, and z with subtle hints and body language, and then after 2 months of that, we'll do this subtle thing...blah, blah, blah." I just don't get excited by that stuff...from either side. Also, it had people reading the shows and promos. People knew what was going on in the fed...so when I wrote a promo, I already knew that Apostle was selling a leg injury or whatever...or that he was involved with so and so 2 months ago. Everyone was involved in not only their own angles, but other angles because of the element of surprise. You never know when you'll be in one, so you read them...and you get into them...and it's just more fun. Da "but, whatever...people are too protective of their characters now, so it won't work...it would just turn into a flame war" H

What ARE you talking about Card?? I don't even know the event you're referencing? And, no one said you didn't ask permission...so I don't understand what you mean by saying that it works both ways...explain! WC, I get what you're saying, but what we're talking about is kind of different. Your HOLT report is kind of an off camera thing, where, like the WWE, these events didn't "really" happen because they are off camera. People don't ever feel obligated to sell what you put in there, other than the heat stuff. Also, you generally have people going against some jobber in the dark matches... What we're talking about are "real" promos where this stuff is really happening, so to speak. So, it's kind of a gray area because it's a board promo, but it's more "real" than the HOLT report, so people are very protective of their characters and very serious about stuff. Da "like it's a job" H

It's all good man...I'm very picky about some things...and one of the things that bothers me is when people treat me like I don't know what I'm doing...and that goes for anything in life. But it's all good man, I know you didn't mean anythign by it. And thank you for not taking my post as a flame or anything...I just felt that I'd explain why I did what I did, and why I stopped doing it. Da "The Card is cool with me" H

Va'aiga, No offense dude, but please don't say stuff like that to me. I've been here a long time man, I know how things work. I know there is no "rule" against doing that, and I know that people generally don't like it when people do that. I also know that there was a time when people in this fed weren't so serious and weren't so protective of their characters. There was a time when...if someone beat you up in a promo, you just wrote a response promo doing something to them...or you called them out on the show...or something. There was a time when people didn't take this so seriously that they got all pissed off if someone wrote a promo where they got beat up. There was a time when people saw this as a challenge and either they accepted it by writing a response...or they declined it by ignoring the actions. I want to get the fed back to a place where this is less of a serious "job" and more of a fun place where you don't ever know what's gonna happen. That is all. I'm not flaming...nor am I pissed. I just wanted to ask you not to say things like that to me that imply that I don't know the rules of the game...because I do. The reason I stopped was because my dream was crushed. I was very excited when Maddix didn't overreact and laughed and perhaps used it as a chance to do something somewhere down the road. However, when I saw a few people posting saying they didn't like it, I just stopped rather than deal with the flaming that may have ensued were I to continue. It seems my dreams of returning to a time when this place was so much fun...and you had to read everything because you never knew if and when you'd be in one...is dead, and I guess it will never return. My mistake for trying to revive it. Da "the above is NOT a flame...it is a response to Va'aiga's post" H

Promo: Welcome, Part 2 of 5 Location: Hollywood, California (Spike) – Yeah…can I get a number 2, with a sprite, and…ummm…your phone number? The SJL’s Spike Jenkins stands in front of a dingy McDonald’s counter just outside his hometown of Hollywood. Across from him, a very attractive blonde wearing a visor stares back at him with a look of sheer annoyance. (Woman) – {sigh} Number 2 with a sprite…ok, that’ll be $4.06. (Spike) – Ok…but what about your phone number? (Woman) – I don’t think so…thank you, please step to the side, your order will be out shortly. (Spike) – Hahahaha…don’t you know who I am? (Woman) – No…NEXT! Spike refuses to move however… (Spike) – Hold on a second…are you SURE you don’t know who I am? (Woman) – Positive, and if you don’t mind, I’m working. (Spike) – What if I did like this? Spike turns his head to the side and gives a huge smile as if he were posing for a cheesy picture. (Woman) – Sorry, doesn’t ring bell…WHO’S NEXT! From behind Spike, a deep voice looms… (HVT) – Nobody knows leaguers… WHAM!! …and then it’s occupant, HVT, punches Spike Jenkins clear across the chin, sending him stumbling along the front of the counter. The people in the fast food restaurant scream as HVT pursues Spike, and upon reaching the former JLer, HVT grabs him by the head and slams it hard down on the counter. (HVT) – Hate to break it you yo, but don’t nobody know your punk ass nor anybody else in the JL. You should always remember, you’re nothing, fo’ real. HVT grabs the stumbling Spike Jenkins, who barely even puts up a fight, and then tosses him… CRASH!! …straight through the glass door on the McDonald’s! (HVT) – Just remember dat yo…you ain’t shit, and won’t never be shit. And believe me yo…come Sunday, all you leaguers will be the first out of the 19 other bitches I toss over the top rope, when I win the ClusterFuck and get back my mutha fuckin’ title. As Spike lay amongst the shattered glass, HVT reaches in a side pocket of his pants, pulls out an index card, and tosses it on Spike’s body. He then walks back up to the counter… (HVT) – Yeah…I’ll have a #6, and some nuggets… Closer inspection of Spike turns the attention away from HVT, and the index card now lying on his chest reads… Welcome to the SWF. You are officially my bitch. HVT PS - No JLers were permanently harmed in the writing of this promo.

Ouch! Da "damn Stryke" H

I am aware of that King...and it's going totally according to plan. By the end, all the JLers will find where I live, hunt me down, and break all my fingers. Da "should be a blast" H

Well, am I allowed to write my match Johnny? J/K...I have 3 more to go...and the last will be on Sunday. Da "hard worker" H

You have problems dude. Da "yep" H

Yes. I'm writing it right now... Da "damn pushy people" H

Promo: Welcome, Part 1 of 5 Location: South Dakota (Maddix) – Ahhh…home sweet home. The SJL Unified Champion steps onto the platform just outside the plane door, smelling the fresh air of his hometown. With his carry-on in tow, he walks down the stairs descending form the small jet. RING RING RING Upon reaching the ground, Landon’s cell phone rings in the inside pocket of his jacket. He places his bags on the ground temporarily to reach in his jacket and answer the phone, only to pick the bags back up and continue towards the gate with the cell phone positioned between his ear and his shoulder. (Maddix) – Hey. I’m here…just landed. … (Maddix) – Outside of baggage claim? Ok…but I don’t have any bags. I’m only hear for a couple hours, remember? … (Maddix) – Yeah, but it was cool of them to let me take the jet for the day to get you all. You’re gonna have fun in Cleveland…I know I am. … (Maddix) – Ok, I”ll see you outside in a minute then. . . . . 20 minutes later Now, Maddix sits in the passenger seat of a car, riding next to an attractive woman while rummaging through the duffel he brought off the plane wit him. (Maddix) – Ok, so we have about 2 or 3 hours before the plane’s ready to leave. Wanna grab a bite before picking them up? (Lady) – Sure…how about… WHAM!! CRUNCH!! (Lady) – AAAAARRRRRHHHHHGGGGG!! (Maddix) – What the hell was that?? A glance in the rear view mirror reveals a gold Cadillac directly behind their car, getting closer at a rapid pace. WHAM! CRUNCH! (Maddix) – What the fu…Pull over! I’m gonna teach this asshole a lesson. (Lady) – Be careful Landon, don’t do anything stupid. He might be a gang member. (Maddix) – Please…I’m Landon Maddix, SJL Unified Champ…ain’t no little street thug gonna ram into my car like that and get away with it. The lady driving pulls the car over to the shoulder, followed closely behind by the Cadillac. After coming to a rest, Maddix leaps out of the vehicle and starts to storm back to the gold car behind his. On the passenger side of the Caddy, the door opens slowly, and a huge boot hits the asphalt. (Maddix) – What the hell is your problem? Look what you did to my car you son of a bitch!! A large figure emerges from the Cadillac, and completely ignoring Maddix, HVT starts around the car towards Landon… (Maddix) – I’m talking to you man! What the hell is your…ACK! …but before Maddix can finish, HVT reaches out and grabs him by the throat!! (HVT) – SJL Unified champ, huh? Maddix delivers a hard right hand to Thugg’s chin, snapping his head to the side…but the blow doesn’t even make Thugg blink. (HVT) – Hahahahaha! And after the sinister laugh, Thugg raises Maddix high into the air with one hand, and then… BAM!! …slams him hard, back-first, onto the trunk of his own car, leaving a gigantic dent where his body is planted! (HVT) – Yo…you might be da man in the SJL…but now you on the porch with the big boys. On Sunday, you best remember who’s house it is…cause in my house, the SJL means shit, and if yo punk ass step outta line…I WILL…wreck yo shit. Believe dat. Inside the car, the woman who was accompanying Maddix is screaming as HVT takes a long stare through the rear mirror at her. He walks around the driver side of the vehicle, and her screaming only becomes louder. (Lady) – PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!! PLEASE… (HVT) – Yo…shut up. When dat punk ass boyfriend of yours wakes up…give him this. HVT hands the woman an index card and leaves without another word. The woman, still sobbing, looks in her side mirror and sees HVT get into his Caddy and pull away. She then looks in her rear view and sees Maddix starting to stir on the trunk of the car. Visibly upset, she gets out of her car, and runs around to its rear, where Maddix has slid himself off the trunk and onto his feet. (Lady) – You alright? (Maddix) – I’ll be fine…Ugh…son of a bitch! (Lady) – He told me to give this to you… (Maddix) – What is it? Maddix takes the card from the woman and reads it to himself. His face grimaces... (Maddix) – Let’s go. (Lady) – What did it say? (Maddix) – Let’s just go…I’ll take care of him on Sunday! Don’t worry, him and the entire SWF had better prepare for Landon! And suddenly, the car drives away…leaving only the index card, lying on the ground. Upon closer inspection, it reads… Welcome to the SWF. You are officially my bitch. HVT

That's right Mike...weren't you like Hammer or Avalanche or someone like that? Whoever you were...you started as him when I got the JL, and then you made the switch after some time off, and became MVS...and then you started writing good. Da "whatever...you'll always be a jobber to me " H

You're dead for even mentioning me... Da "what?" H

New List: Rando = noob Spike = 2nd yr rook Maddix = better than rando & spike mvs = new xero ejiro = vet hvt = elder muzz = ancient godrea = decrepit Da "whoops, almost forgot this" H

I only did you first because you're so friggin' awesome, Landon. Da "here's hoping that gets taken out of context" H

Ok...Here's how it goes... Rando = noob Spike = 2nd yr rook ejiro = vet hvt = elder muzz = ancient godrea = decrepit Da "you're glad i could lay that out for you" H

That's all I can say about the great JLers. You all have done a good job, and will be amazing in the WF! Thanks for closing down the JL with a bang! Da "now off to beat the crap out of one of you" H

Ok...so let's all point and laugh at HVT. Good. Now...what are we pointing and laughing about? I'll tell you. For some reason, unbeknownst to me, I thought that Maddix was in the CF match with all the other JLers, hence the promo. Now I'm dumb because I just realized he's not in it, rendering this promo useless and pointless. Dammit! Now I encourage everyone to find the most obscure, embarrassing way to eliminate Thugg from the CF...my punishment for being a moron. Oh well...I'll just deal and continue with the series... Da "this is what I get for trying to flex my fuckin' muscles" H

Hate if you want...you know you can't beat me. Da "god, I'm such a dick" H

Coyjiro Fasakest....uhh, yeah, that's the best I can come up with... I assure you, I have reserved plenty of time to write this. So, you can go back to saying that I'm the favorite to win. Da "loves being conceited" H

::whispers to King:: He's onto us man...want me to cut off his head? ::whispers to Thugg:: Way ahead of you man. ::plays tape recorder at low volume:: ::whispers to King:: Good, good then...and everything is all set for me to win the CF, right? ::whispers to Thugg:: Yep. And then you're going to beat Danny, and then lay down for me, and I'll lay down for Edwin, and he'll lay down for Mark...and, I figure we can keep that up at least for the next ten years or so...until we can buy that nude volleyball team in Japan ::whispers to King:: True dat. Da "::whispers out of control::" H