ChrisMWaters

That was a weird attempted submission by Edge.

Eugene as a referee. As if I didn't see it all...

Correction Raw won awards, Smackdown wont be winning anything for a long time to come True. And I guess it doesn't help I never heard of these awards until tonight.

WWE won awards? ...riiight.

The camera opens up to show the Las Vegas Strip at night, with a message that says "Taped Last Night" on the bottom left corner of the screen. The camera pans through the city streets, showing the activity that is typical for a normal Vegas night. Eventually, it pans over towards a section of the city, where a fancy looking sports car is sitting, the license plate reading "King". The cameraman then moves towards the entrance of the casino, where "The Icon" Max King and Kelly are seen walking out. Max is wearing a relaxed looking suit and black sunglasses, Kelly wearing a female version of the same outfit and holding a big handful of cash. "You know Max, you COULD have let this casino go easy tonight." Kelly notes. "You didn't have to break the bank." Max shrugs. "What can I say? I have a gift for winning." He replies. "Besides, that bouncer was rude to you, I felt that he needed to be taught a lesson on how to deal with people." Kelly shrugs as well. "I guess you're right. So, typical standards when we're here suggests that we go to our hotel room and just...enjoy ourselves." "Right, but unfortunately, we'll have to cut it short tonight. Remember, I do have a match tomorrow." Kelly nodded. "That's right...against Fred Fernandez...or Jed Hernandez, or something along those lines. Didn't have time to check for sure." "That's alright. Doesn't really matter either way what his name is. Remember, he IS facing yours truly." Max replies, posing as if he were in the ring. "Remember, I AM greatness personified...I am the one new person in the SWF that EVERYONE can get behind. It's not like Jed or Fred or WHATEVER his name is has a chance against me." Kelly nods. "Very true, very true. Just like those people in there never had a chance against you at poker. How did you ever get so good?" she says with a cute smile. Max smirks. "Well, I do have my..." he motions his hands around Kelly's curvaceous body. "...secret weapon to help me out." "What, MOI?" Kelly asks, giving a cute smile as she bats her eyes. "You're accusing me of cheating on your behalf?" Max smirks. "That's for the people to wonder about, now isn't it?" he states. Max then looks to the camera. "Oh, I didn't know we had company." He notes, motioning to it. Kelly blinks, looking at the camera. "Oh, hi there. Max and I are just having a typical evening of fun here in Vegas, as a way to prepare for our match." "Now I know some of you may be wondering why I would be gambling just before a match that could affect my career." Max begins. "That's quite simple...I'm illustrating a point: When you bet on or with Max King, it's a sure bet. That especially will be true with my match against Jed Hernandez tomorrow night. Jed, I hope you like to lose...because I have no intention of losing my second match...or for that matter, ANY match I have...in SWF." Kelly smiles. "Jed, prepare yourself. Because you're facing the Icon...and that means you're SERIOUSLY out-classed." Max nods. "OK Kelly, I think they've gotten the point. Let's go enjoy that money now..." Kelly giggles. "Good thing we have enough money to cover the bed." She concludes as they walk towards the sports car waiting in the parking lot.

...watch they say Hiroko's the daughter of Mr. Fuji or something.

Hiroko looks cute. What's Tazz talking about?

KENZOMANIA TIME!

For some odd reason, I'd like to see Heyman manage both Mordecai and Undertaker.

You know what this match needs... Zack Gowen! [Kidding, kidding! Please don't stone me!]

...well, that was a unique elimination style for Shannon and Akio. And Funaki is lasting in there!

Hey, it's the ring announcer that rolls the Rs. Haven't heard from that guy in a good, long while.

Request: Whenever someone books King on the card, PLEASE put "The Icon" Max King insted of just Max King please. It's his full name. Like Stone Cold Steve Austin, or Bret "Hit Man" Hart...or in SWF's case, "The Superior One" Tom Flesher.

YAY! I WON MY FIRST MATCH! And the funny thing is...the match was actually longer than what is there, but computer problems cost me so I had to clip it a bit.

Read Max's stat thing. She's Max's girlfriend/manager/business advisor/eye candy.

Yeah, I'm still showing up for the match. ANd I should have specified, this is a few hours before the show.

The camera opens up to show the backstage area of the Kingdome, where Kelly Connelly is standing in front of Max's dressing room door. "Ladies and gentlemen, this following segment is an announcement made by "The Icon" Max King!" The camera goes into the locker room now, where Max King is in his ring attire, sitting on a steel chair as he does. "You know, it's amazing how people don't realize the good things in life at first, isn't it?" he begins. "People take things for granted in this world all the time, and only too late do they realize how good they have it for themselves. Thus is the case with yours truly, "The Icon" Max King." "You see, I've already told you back on Storm how good you had it when you had me on the roster. I gave you all the details that you people needed to know...why I was here, and what I was going to do. I EXPECTED this company's booking committee to be smart enough to realize that someone like me comes along only once every millennium. Someone like me is the kind of person that you should put up in the highest regard! And how do you treat me on my first night wrestling for this company? ...you put me...in a match...with a person in a penguin suit. ...me, "The Icon" Max King...against a guy in a penguin suit. ...WHAT IN THE" *BLEEP* "ING HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE THINKING?" Max King stands up, flinging his chair aside roughly. "Maybe you people didn't understand me when I gave my first announcement here...I am THE Future of Wrestling. I am THE next level of wrestler...a god among mortals! Someone who should be respected and put on a pedestal. Not someone who should be facing JOKE wrestlers!" King looks into the camera. "I think you people are just jealous that I've exposed this company for what it TRULY is: a stagnant company in DESPERATE need of someone of my skills and talents to make this a TRUE success!" Max walks up to the door of the locker room. "Mark my words, if I EVER have to suffer in such indignity again, I WILL pursue that WWE contract. I don't NEED either league, but you can't deny that both companies do NEED me." With that, King slams the door of the locker room, HARD, still angry about the match that he's in. Kelly blinks a bit, shrugging a bit, looking back to the camera. "Let that be a lesson to the EAW Board of Directors...try keeping the talent HAPPY, please?"

Regal returns to the ring! ...how many people want to bet that he's facing Kane or something like that.

Heh...I like the contrast between HHH and Eugene's pre-match pictures for some reason. And if I had a good video camera, I'd enter that contest YJ Stinger is doing by imitating Mordecai. Just to be different.

...was that really a woman that came out...or another Kloudi/Sammy thing?

Da CHAMP!

Oooh...Rock and Orton. ...does this mean a Summerslam match?

I'd like a general opinion...how'd I do with my first promo?

Kinda like the Protoman heel turn, right?

I'll try my best. <Max King>After all, this company needs me. Look at the most recent two champions...THAT'S what they call talent? <Kelly>Yeah, and the women here are no prize either...I almost feel like I'm in a third world country. [sorry, had to have them talk a little bit.]