The Mandarin

Someone better tell JR not to go to Oklahoma, McMahon has something set up for him.

Damn, I thought it was Jazz.

You were assaulted by the Women's Champion while conducting a pathetic interview. -5 superstar points.

Woah, woah, woah. When did Molly get put in the game?

And then all Jericho would need to do is DDT him two or three times, and he'd be DONE! Jericho and Christian are gonna break up soon, because Christian's going to hit him with a sledgehammer from a car while Austin drives. HOLY SHIT! I THINK I JUST UNLOCKED COMMENTARY!

Man, RVD should stop using those high-risk maneuvers. His back's gonna go in the red. [/toomuchHTCP]

Man, bring on Gobbeldy Gooker.

How do you get to Times Square from backstage?

I started again with Triple H..he's actually pretty good. I'm teaming with Jericho to face Goldberg and Rock in a double title match at Backlash.

Damnit. Spoiler (Highlight to Read): Okay, so after I *destroy* Vince at Bad Blood (I think that's what it was), we go on to have a stable war. My team, Thuganomics (Cena, Big Show, Matt Hardy, Booker T, Sable), was against his team, The Corporation (Angle, Rey, Torrie, Benoit, Haas). Anyways, I get pitted against his team and my old foe The Undertaker in the Elimination Chamber. I somehow win that (by avoiding contact for the first four eliminations) and then the stable wars are over. After that, I go on to face Brock at Armaggeddon in a Hell in the Cell. I win that (in a ****+ match, mind you), and go on to do a ref angle (they go on strike with Benoit). Then, on the last SmackDown before Royal Rumble, I have a decision to make. Face Benoit for the title..or non-title. Me, being the cocky bastard that I am, decided to put the title on the line, in a steel cage. Benoit defeats me in under four minutes. Well, now I'm screwed. I get left off almost show of the year (I decided to tag with Piper for a bit, and I defeated Angle and Benoit for the tag straps but got bored of that and dropped them back to them) until WrestleMania. I switched to RAW around No Way Out, and that's about it. First match into the new season, I defeat RVD for the Hardcore Title, next match I beat Goldberg for the IC title. I lose to HHH by DQ (I tried to tear his quad) twice in a row. So now, I finally get a title shot..only if I can beat Old-School Undertaker in under 3 minutes. So I try that..I have my finisher, and I'm about to beat him..I run out of time. Damn. So now, I'm stuck fighting Buh Buh Ray over the IC title, yet I've won the Undisputed Title, the US Title (4 TIMES), IC title, Tag Team Title, and the Hardcore Title. Damn this game. Ah well, I'm off to play it for several more hours.

Damn, just lost the belt to Taker. Yeah, I know, I wasn't feelin' it. Anyways, we're in Toronto tonight. Canadian crowds rule. ETA: Undertaker and I have a mini-feud, and we've duked it out over the past few shows. Anyways, my revenge for him taking the title from me was when I stopped him from going out on a date with Torrie Wilson. I was talking to 'Taker and Torrie Wilson stopped by. She was flirting with Undertaker, so he asked her out on a date. Then I said she was uglier than Sable, and she ran away upset. Undertaker's then like "Dang, Jethro!" and got all mad, but at least I saved him from cheating on his wife. I'm sure Sara Undertaker wouldn't be too thrilled to hear that. HOLY SHIT! Brock just attempted the SSP on the ref and blew it again! Has that happened to anyone else? Bahaha, I just beat Roddy Piper in 44 seconds. Just won the US Title again, in a triple threat with Big Show and Undertaker. That was the best match I've ever had. I'd go ****. Wow.

..That's pretty sad, dude. Anyways, I did season with John Cena. First match, I beat Eddie to become the US Champ. Second, I pinned Taker in a 6 Man Tag. Third, beat Rey. So I'm 3-0, and right now I'm in a three way dance with Benoit and Taker. It's awesome.

Just used Kane to beat Kurt Angle, Ultimo Dragon, Eddie Guerrero and WGTT. It went like this: 1st Eliminated: Ultimo, by me (Kane) 2nd- Eddie, by Charlie 3rd- Shelton, by Kane 4th- Charlie, by Kurt 5th- Kurt, by Kane Pretty cool. And I also won a bra and panties match. It's alright. Anyways, I love this game. Suggestions on who I should use for season mode? Only stips are that I don't want to be a cruiserweight, and I'd like to be on SmackDown, preferably.

OH MY GOD. This is easily, the BEST GAME I HAVE EVER PLAYED. Honestly. I have not found a better wrestling game. Anyways, I was Flair and I faced Angle in a submission match. The match wasn't a classic, because it was my first time, but I'd be damned if it wasn't better than anything WWE put out this week. I'd say ***. Angle won when he grapevined my leg at 9:31. Most of my body was in red, so I was screwed. Excellent, excellent game. I can't wait to play season mode. Anyway, off to play some more.

Sorry about the double post, computer was lagging.

I JUST GOT THE GAME! Woo! About to have first match..this is awesome.

No, that's fine, man. I was planning on doing the show last night anyways. You weren't bugging me. Hell, you're the only one who actually replies, so I cherish any damn posts I get.

Rey/Angle is one of my favourite openers, up there with Bret/Owen and (I think it was the opener) Juvi vs. Kidman at Bash at the Beach 98. Edit: Juvi/Kidman was second match. Oh well, it was still awesome.

Woo-hoo! SS2004, here I come.

Oh, man. I want this game SO badly. I can't wait to work psychology into matches. And season mode sounds amazing. Please, people, continue with your stories. They're really interesting. And I'm undecided on who to go through season with. I'm thinking Haas, Benoit or Flair (Flair is in season mode, right?)

At least he doesn't TALK like Mongo. "Nam nam gwarg." (Tenay has no comment) Oh, and check out the link. It's the Battle for Molly's Virginity II: Nowinski vs. Hymen. Chaos, I tell you.

2K4 Monday Night- Week 2 The show is ready to go, and Cyrus the Virus comes out. Cyrus talks about how the first week of television was a smash, now here's to the next 100. There are some matters to take care of first, though..namely the World Title. You see, several people have contacted Cyrus about this. He feels that we need to put the title on somebody, pronto. So at the Pay-Per-View on Sunday, the title will be up for grabs, yes indeed. It will be on the line when Stone Cold Steve Austin goes one on one with Chris Jericho. Chris Jericho's music hits, and he comes out. He thanks Cyrus for this opportunity. He tells Cyrus not to worry, because he's lookin' at the next Heavyweight Champion. Blah blah blah, Austin insult, blah blah. Shawn Michaels comes out. Shawn tells Chris that he's got the talk..but he doesn't have the makings of a champion. Shawn starts to discuss AJ Styles and Ric Flair, when Jericho turns the conversation back to him. Jericho says that Shawn has no idea what being a champion is. Jericho says that during the time Shawn was champ, the WWE did some of its lowest numbers ('96). Jericho even credits Michaels' backstage politics as the downfall of WWE, saying he was the one who made Triple H the politician that he is. HBK looks pretty upset, and the two exchange words. Cyrus says, let's just resolve all this..in the damn ring. Michaels agrees. Tonight, Jericho and Michaels go at it! The two men then go into a STAREDOWN! Oh my, folks. Gonna be a slobberocketbusterknocker. Commercial. We're back in Cyrus' office. Knock on the door. Cyrus chimes, "Come in!" Team Straight Edge, consisting of Molly, Chris Nowinski and CM Punk come in. CM lies in the background while Nowinski and Molly move up to the desk. Molly has a pretty angry look on her face. Molly demands that she get a Womens Title shot tonight. Nowinski backs it up with a "Yeah!" Cyrus plays with a yo-yo, and asks, "or else what?" Molly looks at him with shocked eyes. Nowinski is just livid, and steps infront of Molly. "Or else something bad is going to go down, buster!" Punk just continues fiddling with a pencil. Cyrus asks what Nowinski's gonna do about it. Nowinski looks at Molly, who gives him a "say something" glance. "Or else.." Nowinski pauses for a second, until he rips a stapler off Cyrus' desk and staples several papers together. Cyrus mockingly pretends he's angry now. Nowinski puts his hand over Molly's shoulder. Molly seems to flinch at first, then accepts it. Cyrus offers a proposal. Molly will face Lita tonight. Nowinski's face lights up and he goes to hug Molly..but..but..but.., Cyrus says, the winner will face Trish Stratus one-on-one to deem the winner of the Women's Title. "What?!" Molly yells. "That's not fair! How come she doesn't have to wrestle a match tonight, but I do?!" Cyrus says, oh yes, Trish has already wrestled a match tonight. Trish then pops out of the hallway, wearing only a towel. "See, Molly," she quips, "you give a little..you gain a little." Uh oh, this is getting PG-13 here, folks. She walks out of the room. "What a...slut!" Nowinski yells. Christopher Daniels vs. Booker T Flashback to last week, where Daniels was revealed as RVD's attacker. Daniels comes out to mega-boos. Booker T, quite the big pop..until WGTT comes down and smashes him in the back of the head. The two keep beating on him until Goldust comes down to make the save..followed by Los Guerreros. It takes dozens of officials to split the six up. We've gotta take a commercial break, folks! We've gotta sort this out! ..or at least get lions to maul the six of them. Winner: No contest Commercial. Christopher Daniels vs. Paul London Paul's been offered as a replacement for Booker T. Anyways, the match is pretty nice. Great speedy flow here, with some good technical wrestling. London gets the spinning bulldog and a flying reverse elbow. Daniels gets a hard back suplex and a face crusher. Nearing the end, though, the lights go out. ..and some techno/rave music hits. And a glowing gold masked man is in the ring..is that Curry Man?! But..what..huh..IDONTGEDDIT! The lights go back on, and this fake Curry Man is on the outside. Daniels is out on the mat, and London goes up top! London Calling! 1-2-3! Paul London wins! Winner: Paul London After the match, Paul London celebrates on the outside with Curry Man, who takes off his mask to reveal..that's right..Rob Van Dam. Daniels has been left on the mat! Commercial. Do you smell what the Rock is cookin'? The audience sure does, as those eight words get the loudest pop of the night. The Rock walks down to the ring, does some posing, blah blah, gets on the stick. Routine stuff, "Finally, the Rock has come back to"..your city name here, blah blah, and now he's turned his attention to Brock Lesnar. Brock Lesnar is nothing but an oversized oaf. Just continues with the Lesnar-hate. Until...Theodore Long comes out with the Truth! Oh my! Theodore wants to holla at you, playa. Y'see, brothas and sistas, The Rock sold out. He sold out..to the MAN. Rock used to be a cool cat, one of Teddy's broddas, but one day, Hollywood called. B'lee dat. Y'see, the MAN controls the movie industry. And when Rocky signed up to do dat Scorpion Keeng, he put dis-ro-spec-tad his fellow brudda's. Theodore continues to talk about how Rock sold out to whitey until Rock interrupts. Rock says he has no time for Bill Cosby to give him a speech. Teddy looks furious. Rock keeps talking, until Truth takes the stick. Truth tells DA TRUTH, and tells Rocky he might as well see him in the ring later tonight. Okay, so match made, blah blah, IF YA SMELLLLL(tongue roll)..WHAT THE ROCK.."Oh, just shuddup. B'lee dat." Rock watches as Truth and Teddy head to the back, angered that someone would ruin his signature line. Backstage, John Cena meets up with Christian. Christian asks Cena what he's got against his brother. Christian says that he knows he and his brother have had some differences, but they're trying to resolve them. Christian says that he's not going to aid him in the fight against his brother. Cena says that if you're not with me..you're against me. See you out in the ring later tonight..punk. Lita vs Molly Holly. Decent womens' action here, as Molly takes a beating from Lita, and vice-versa. The two dish out punches, kicks and all that, while hitting several actual moves, such as drop toe holds and a face crusher. In the end, though, Lita went for her patented moonsault..but CM Punk got up on the ringapron and pulled out a cigarette! The ref looked on in horror as CM started lighting it. More protective of Punk's straightedge ways than the match, the ref tried to stop what he treated like a suicide attempt. CM just kept laughing at the ref. In the meantime, though, Lita was still going for the moonsault..and Chris Nowinski got up on the ring apron. Lita looked at him suspiciously. Nowinski then called out "Forgive me, Molly!" and took his thumb, and snapped Lita's thong! Lita looked on, outraged, and grabbed Chris by the hair! But Molly climbed up top, grabbed Lita by the waist and dropped her with a second-rope German suplex. CM took the cigarette and stomped it out, not taking one puff. The ref, now satisfied, turned around and counted the three. Winner: Molly Holly Straight Edge celebrated. All Nowinski got was a high-five, though. Molly will go on to face Trish for the Womens' Title, possibly at the Pay-Per-View. Commercial. Randy Orton came out once again, with Trinity. Orton said that no soul has been lucky enough to put a blemish on his body yet. He still has yet to gain a wrinkle on his forehead. It appeared as though a Botox needle was sticking out of the back of Trinity's pants, though. Randy put out the challenge, once again. And.. Randy Orton vs Jerry Lynn. Okay brawling here, standard fare. DDT from the top from Jerry Lynn made the crowd pop huge. If that didn't bust Orton open, nothing could. ..all of the sudden, Trinity whips a giant jar of Vaseline into the ring. Lynn looks at him like he's nuts, but Orton smears it all over his forehead. Orton REALLY doesn't want anything to damage his skin. Brawling continues, and Lynn goes for a flying elbow, but eats post. Trinity distracts Lynn for a second, but Lynn, the vet, ducks the clothesline from Orton and locks him in position for the Cradle Piledriver..can't get it..drops Orton, tries to punch him, ducks, RKO! Bam. Uno, dos, tres. Winner: Randy Orton After the match, Hurricane comes down to the ring. Randy thinks he's just gonna help his opponent up as usual..when, SMACK! Hurricane decks Orton right in the face! Hurricane's kicking his ass! The crowd is going wild. Trinity jumps on Hurricane's back, and he flips her over! Oh my God! Vertebreaker on Trinity! And...no, Orton pushes them down and drags Trinity out just in time. The two escape, but they are really, really scared. Hurricane celebrates as Shark Boy and La Parka come out to cheer him on. Commercial. Footage of Cena's conflict with Edge is shown, and a replay of what happened between Cena and Christian earlier. John Cena vs Christian. Christian comes out, not looking too intimidated. Cena comes out rapping. Usual insults against Christian, he doesn't really take any offense..until Cena belts out "Y'know, there's something weird about your grandma Edna. Oh wait, should I tell him she gave me head? Nah." Christian is livid, and tackles Cena before he can continue. The brawl lasts about two minutes, but Cena just overpowers him, beating him and beating him over and over. Cena hits the F-U..and refuses to pin! He's waiting for Edge..nothing. He lifts Christian up again..and here comes Edge! Edge spears Cena, DQ. Winner: John Cena by disqualification Edge continues beating him..when Christian smacks him from behind! Christian pelts him with a chair! That slimy bastard. Cena rolls out and gets another chair..seems like he's directing traffic here. And..Con-chair-to! Yikes, Edge took that pretty nasty. Cena leaves his jersey over Edge's body, and Cena leaves the ring while Christian follows. Things are heating up. Commercial. Video package of Spanky. He's at his L.A. home, taking in much needed rest. He just wrapped his latest movie, "Cast Away 2: Wilson's Revenge", and he can't wait to come into 2K4 to teach these punks a lesson. He's gonna bust out the red carpet on their asses. John Cena is backstage, and he jumps into a car. He leans over and kisses his girlfriend..Alexis Laree?! What?! Wow. Cena and Alexis drive off. The Rock vs The Truth. Good match. Rock dominates at first with slams and full nelsons..but Truth actually fights back! Wow, Truth is gaining the upper hand here as Theodore Long cheers him on. Wait, Rock hits a samoan drop. Rock continues with the offense..until Truth just unleashes on him! Truth is just beating him for a good minute until Rock goes for a DDT..but no, counter..Rock Bottom by the Truth! Cover! 1-2-NO. No sir, Rock kicks out. More fighting. In the end, Rock wins with--what else?--the Rock Bottom. Winner: The Rock After the match, Rock celebrates. Truth has earned his respect after the match, though, and tries to help him up, but Rock glances out of the corner of his eye..and here comes the pain! Brock Lesnar walks slowly to the ring. Rock doesn't know to stay in the ring or head out, but he continues waiting for Brock. Brock slowly enters with a grin on his face, and takes a wrench out of his jeans pocket..and smashes Truth in the face! Wow. Brock slowly demolishes Truth, as Teddy Long shrieks. Here it comes..the F-5..and Brock launches Truth out of the ring! Oh my God! Truth has just been F-5ed onto Teddy Long! Teddy smacks the back of his head while collapsing, and I think they're hurt. Brock walks right up to the Rock and laughs in his face..but then stops abruptly. Rock watches as Brock leaves. Psycho mind games will do the trick every time. Commercial. Funaki, Colt Cabana, and newly-hired JIMMY RAVE(!) are playing Mario Party 64 backstage. They're so into the game, they don't even notice Chris Jericho walks in. He tells them that he's going to show them what it takes to be a big star when he pisses on Shawn Michaels' grave. He says that Shawn was done for back in 1998, now it's time to bury him (UH OH, SHOOT!), six feet under. They just keep nodding, though. Jericho- "Are you listening to me, damn it?!" Rave- "Yes, mom." Jericho smashes the N64 with his foot and rips all the controllers out. "I COMMAND RESPECT, GODDAMN IT!" Jericho walks off, not before picking up a kleenex box and tossing it to the ground. Colt- "I had the blue controller." Funaki- "No, I did." Rave- "You had green." Funaki- "Yeah, that's the one." Colt- "I call Wario!" Rave- "NO, JERICHO DOESN'T COUNT, THAT WAS INTERFERENCE. I CALL AUTOMATIC SAME CHARACTERS." Colt- (pouts) "This sucks." Kurt Angle heads out to the ring, without Team Angle. Angle says that a while back, he issued a challenge. And that was to any man, woman, or Backstreet Boy who had the guts to take him on in a technical wrestling showcase. Angle claims he's the best technical wrestler in the world, so if anyone wants to help Angle back that up, come out here and get ready to lose. ..pause..familiar music hits.. It's the Crippler! Kurt Angle vs Chris Benoit. Dames' Review: This match was SO close from being perfect...but I'd feel almost...dirty giving it the full monty, so I'm only going to give it ****3/4. That summarizes it right there folks. Near perfection. This was..just amazing. Angle and Benoit put on a 15 minute clinic. T-bone suplexes, backbreakers, top rope belly-to-bellies, mule kicks and even a damned BURNING HAMMER (by Angle) is thrown in to the mix. Awesome. In the end, Angle had Benoit in the Anklelock! Is he gonna tap? ...time expires! Holy crap. Winner: No contest (time expired) Well, we haven't found out who the better man is yet, but Benoit extends his hand to Angle. Good sport. And he is DE-NIED. Angle walks away, feeling quite glum. He's not the best..yet. Commercial. Main event, folks. Shawn Michaels vs Chris Jericho. Dames' Opinion: This was such a good match, it caused star ratings to magically appear... ****1\4 Well, damn. Two ****+ matches in a row. Someone loves me. Anyways, like Dames said, great match. HBK gets hit wiht a doozy of a powerbomb, but retaliates with a nice piledriver. Yada yada yada, punch punch punch, kick kick kick forearm. The end comes when Ric Flair comes down to the ring and tries to distract Michaels. Michaels socks him, and goes for some Sweet Chin Music, but AJ Styles grabs the leg he's standing on as he lifts his other leg for the superkick. That might have blown out Michaels' leg, and he falls down in a heap. Jericho picks him up and hits the Breakdown, and the Lionsault. 1-2-3. Winner: Chris Jericho After the match, the beatdown on Michaels continues..when the glass shatters! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! Stone Cold! St--okay. Austin comes out to make the save. It'll be Jericho/Austin and AJ/Michaels this Sund--wait, Michaels is hurt. Trainers come down to check on his knee as AJ and Jericho laugh hysterically. End show on a strange, sad note. I thought it was pretty good. First one in about a week. Nifty. Okay, that's all, folks.

Should be updated (finally) within 10 hours. Sorry for the delay, I've been pretty busy.

--Does he look like a bitch?

Well shit, I'm screwed. Damn you Starbucks.