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Anyway, assuming that there's five nominations, my line-up would be: Tom/Frost TNT/Tod Ash/Frost Crow/Janus Hrm... the last one could be anything from Mak/Danny to Beezel/Atlas... but for some reason I just can't narrow down a fifth one.

...Do you read any stuff that's not yours?

You mean you don't keep a copy of your stats on your computer at all times, TNT? Between moving and not having an actual computer of my own right now? ...No.

...Anyone want to link me to the old stats thread so I can move mah stats to teh newz0rz statz postz?

No-seconding-rule aside. Werd to that. ELM's "Blue" was also pretty good, and I remember a particularly good Taamo one somewhere in there, but I can't put my finger on it... help me out Zed! You know!

C4 vs. Janus at the Christmas show! \m/

Neilsen/King would definitely be on there if it had, you know, finished... but it didn't, so meh. The major standouts here are Tom/Frost and Janus/Crow, though, and aside from that... Uhm, was Ash/Frost this year?

Hrmph, wasn't that last year? Yes... yes, I believe it was. Aside from that... I really can't remember much from this year, but you should probably include a Danny match or two... he was on quite a roll there, for a while. And aside from that... BLEEEEEEEECH, blanking. Someone else help me out here.

If Danny's not aloud to nominate himself, then I certainly will nominate Williams/Drazon -- it ruled it. Also, Edwin/Raynor is the greatest of all time IMO, so that, if we're including Genesis III... And self-whoring aside, I REALLY think teh Clusterfuck deserves a mention here. I've only really been proud of four matches I've ever written, and I think that that's probably the best. I mean, all of my personal effort factors and taking-three-days-off-of-school-and-almost-losing-my-girlfriend factors come into play with this nomination as well, but even with that aside, I still think the match was damn good, so please consider it, eh?

First off, Stubby. Second of all, I would like to nominate "everyone who threw out Stubby."

As King says, the plethora of promos is definitely a good thing here as we roll into Genesis, and on the match side of things -- I intend on reading both Judge and Ejiro's versions of the Main Event. Now, hopefully by "card up shortly" King DID mean shortly... but until then.... comment people. COMMENT! EDIT: Woah, he did mean shortly.

*drops jaw at Main Event* Well, it's not too late for a MOTYC, you too! Teh writingz you shall.

15. <--- was teh youngest World Champeen evar at 14. BOOOOOOOONG, I think. EDIT: It should most definitely be noted that I've had more girlfriends than Zed. ...It should probably also be noted that this is not, in any way, shape, or form, a good thing.

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...Blah. Well, Annie, as I've said many times before, you were probably my favorite person here in the WF, so it REALLY was a shame to see you go... good luck with your job though, and uh, live long and prosper, or something. P.S. I want an KoF '94 rematch! So what if you murdered all of my characters with just King alone!? Try, try again I say!

KISS all the way, though if you consider them to be hair bands, I prefer Aerosmith and Guns N' Roses a lot more.

I've actually found myself bobbing my head to the White Stripes more than I actually should. I know that they're nothing special and got famous more on concept than content, but some of their stuff is damn catchy, dammit. Aside from that... I like Alanis Morrisette. *runs*

Agreed. Huzzah.

I think I could really help out with the match nominations (at least in the WF. Not so much in the JL) since I'm rather good at going back and digging stuff up, so if a commitee is formed, then you shall count me in, I'd hope.

Explain. As for my other reactions to the list... they've all been covered. But really Edwin, I want an explanation. Clapton was absolutely awesome in Cream, and though he's mellowed out with age like many other '60's funkadelic guitarists (RE: Lou Reed), he managed to produce PLENTY of classics even then. He's simply awesome. So you best be ready to back up him being not, biotch. i agree with clapton, but...are you implying that lou reed used to be a great guitarist? Well, he was sure as hell a great song writer. I can't really judge on the guitar-playing (people who actually play guitar would know better than me), but he certainly wasn't terrible or anything. I was just saying that his song writing and guitar work, much like Clapton's, mellowed out to the extreme as he got older.

Teh Main Event = Teh Roq

Thanks for the comment TBS. I agree that it was a little bit of a hard sell, but as you said, with the amount of promos that I do, I need to make SURE that each one does what it was supposed to do, and I'm glad that this one got its point across. Thanks again.

I don't expect any "oh what a great promo!!!" replies, as this is the simplest of promos. Like, as simple as possible. But I think it gets the job done in letting everyone know TNT's full point of view, and I hope it's not too bad, so someone comment anyway, eh? Smarks Wrestling interview personality, Nervous Sheep (Ben Hardy sadly had to depart from the show a bit early tonight for a YMCA meeting,) stands patiently off to the side of a nondescript door after tonight’s SWF Lockdown show, awaiting whoever to come out of whoever’s locker room, but “whoever’s” secret identity is soon revealed, as the explosive one himself, Taylor Thompson, swings the door open and then shut again, leaving himself, the Sheep, and Gus the cameraman to their own devices out in the deserted hall. TNT is obviously looking to hit the road, dressed in a pair of baggy cargo pants and black C4 (the short-lived SJL superstar… whatever happened to him?) t-shirt, with a sports bag over his shoulder as the finishing touch, but the Sheep is intent on fulfilling his intentions for the night, and he allows no such thing to happen. “Uhm, ehrm, excuse me! Mr. Thompson?? Mr. Thompson sir, may I get a word or two with, uhm… you? Er, please? It’ll only take a moment Mr. Thompson; I’d just like a brief explanation of your quite appalling actions tonight.” Taylor shoots a grim glare at the walking sweater, but then an expression of complete clueless-ness consumes his composure. “…I’m sorry, appalling actions? I don’t remember doing anything appalling tonight… care to explain Lamb Chop?” “Uhm… well, er… uhm…” The Sheep pauses to catch his breath, and then continues. “Well… ehrm… you see… well… uhm…” Pause. Continue. “Er… Well heck Mr. Thompson! You marched right out there in tonight’s Main Event, a very important match-up in our recent World Title Shot tournament, and took Mr. Danny Williams out of the match completely with a half-nelson suplex onto the concrete!” “…Yeah, but you said appalling. What have I done that’s so APPALLING tonight??” Taylor asks curiously, getting in the Sheep’s face (but not too close to it, in fear of drowning in the sheep’s very, VERY existent breakout of sweat. “…Uhm…” “Let me tell you something you little twerp. There was nothing – NOTHING – unreasonable about what I did tonight. I had EVERY reason to do what I did, in fact.” “…el-el-el-“ The Sheep stutters. “…elaborate please, Mr. Thompson. I know that there are uhm… several people backstage who think that… uhm… well… er… mm… you… uhm… didn’t.” “I’m sorry??” TNT suddenly has fire in his eyes, and is channeling it through the tip of his tongue. “Oh. I see. Well, let’s just SEE HERE, Mr. Sheep. First, Danny wants to prove that he can win the World title by getting through me first, and he LOSES. One, two, three. Just like that. But then, when it’s TNT’s time to shine, the stupid fuckin’ doctor takes him out of the ring with some bullshit concussion charge! Even Dr. Nick won’t let me get back in the ring to claim what is rightfully mine! I mean, Strangler’s my buddy, partner, and an excellent champ, but I at least deserve a SHOT! But then, look at this. I don’t even get put in the fucking TOURNAMENT!” Taylor abruptly stops in the middle of his rant – fuming – and takes in a deep breath, before continuing in a much more controlled manner. “Sorry… I’m just a little bit hung up over this… I don’t want to seem like the bad guy here. But I shouldn’t, really, because as I said, my actions were COMPLETELY reasonable. I mean, if Danny can’t beat ME, then why the hell would HE get the Title Shot at Genesis when I’m not even in the tournament?” “But uhm, sir, don’t you think it was a little extreme, what you did? Mr. Williams could very well have another concussion!” “Well all the power to him, Sheep. Tell me, who gave me MY concussion, that kept me out of the tournament in the first place? I could have just entered the tournament, beaten Danny, and then gone on to regain my World Championship, but no. What then? I get sidelined and he gets the shot at the gold? Well hell no to that my friend. I’ve gotten Danny away from the title, and he won’t get near it ever again unless he goes through ME first, understood?” “Does this mean… uhm, another singles match between you two? The last one was great, Mr. Thompson, but are you sure you want to risk losing to a man that you have beaten before just to do it again?” Taylor pauses before answering, as if the answer itself is obvious. ”Sheep, I’ll risk EVERYTHING to put Danny in his place. He may have been my mentor back in the JL, and he may have been bumped up here with me… we may have even been even members of the same stable, but let’s face the facts – I surpassed him, and he needs to just learn how to stay down where his skill level has gotten him – the midcard. I have all the respect in the World for Danny, as long as he stays out of my way and realizes that I’m the better man unless he can prove otherwise. And as for another match…? Well, I should be able to get back in the ring again soon, and I’m sure Danny survived that small sample of what I’m capable of tonight… so… well, when we’re both back in action, we’ll see, but if that midcarder wants me to prove that he’s all talk in the rising-up-the-card compartment AGAIN… then I’m all for it.” Taylor stops, and turns to face the camera, speaking to it as if it were Danny himself in his parting words. “…But Danny… I’d be careful of what you’re getting yourself into… because this time… I’ll make sure that you know your role for the rest of my tenure here in the SWF, and learn to stay away from titles that YOU’RE not worthy of. So look out, because if you insist on getting in my way again… you might just have to watch me explode one… more… time.” And with that, Taylor is gone, leaving the Sheep a stuttering wreck, drowning in a puddle of his own sweat. “…Uhm… er… thank you Mr. Thompson for the interview!” the Sheep yells after the departing dynamite warrior “...Oh gee…” he mutters to himself uncertainly, just as Gus shuts off his camera.

Explain. As for my other reactions to the list... they've all been covered. But really Edwin, I want an explanation. Clapton was absolutely awesome in Cream, and though he's mellowed out with age like many other '60's funkadelic guitarists (RE: Lou Reed), he managed to produce PLENTY of classics even then. He's simply awesome. So you best be ready to back up him being not, biotch.

...I've never seen Grand Slam get mad, or even slightly flustered, so reading this was a bit of a shock. I really don't know what to say, as I had basically nothing to do with this show... but still, no-shows happen. DESPITE that. THREE people no-show a match that's leading them to the World title? What the fuck?? Seriously, someone could have written SOMETHING. I have no reliable internet connection. I can sign on here for no more than half an hour about once a day... maybe even two days. Everything I write (which has basically just been a promo, going up as soon as I post this) is transferred here from a computer that I can actually use for consistant periods of time via floppy disk. I'm not even having matches right now. And yet I've been more active on the boards then about one fourth of the entire fed. Doesn't this strike anyone as sad? ...Well, whatever... on the brighter side, whether or not people still consider Craven a joke, he's almost on the top, because he's DEVOTED, even somewhat, to the fed... and I say congrats to him. His match was very good, especially the ending, and the only real flaw was him making me seem a little more heelish than I would have liked him to... but hey, not his fault -- how could I have known? Aside from that, this Thugg/TBS thing is pretty interesting, and congrats and good luck to Ejiro. Tom and Judge and Dace and Va'aiga too, who actually bothered to write. For such a revolutionarily dissapointing show, what was actually written looks very good. Anyhow, gotta put teh promo up... be enthusiastic about the fed and comment!