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Mr. Bruner... I'm thinking of writing a Promo and I am asking permission to use your character if possible. I'm not going to kill you or hurt you nor do anything that would impact your character's character in a negative matter. My Promo (If I have the time to write, although I think I would) Will not be in the show, in fact, it will be posted up on the board, but first, I will need permission from Mr. Bruner to use his character. Thank you.

Wait, some of you are in your 30's? Wow, that makes me feel better since I'm still in my 20's...granted, it's my later 20's but still in the 20's, and I've been with this fed (in and out) since the IGN days... Good god, now I feel old again.

Just wanted to say... Do not put me in the next card, put me in the one after. I want to write at least one more promo to get things started for me again. My new job has me being tired more than usual since I'm dealing with teenagers that has law issues and have mental problems (No joke there). When you're dealing with teens that has been charge with gun possesion or dealing crack/cocaine with a lot of gang activities, you're going to have a tough time since you're dealing with depression, ADD, ADHD any fuckin thing that ends with the letter "D". Anyways, I should be in the game soon enough. GOOD LUCK ON THE SHOW.

I think I have no choice but to order. The Stream from Justin T.V. is not working whatsoever for me. It said that I need to install the flash driver from adobe, but when I try to install it, it wont let me. I have that same rule too, only WrestleMania, I think I might break it tonight. Damn, 40 dollars.

Samuel Irizarry Nuñez, also known as S.I.N. dashingly outfitted a over sized black north face coat from Dr. Jays, under that a Sean John Black and Blue sweater from the same place, a pair of blue Sean John jeans and construction color Timberland boots he bought in ‘Footlocker’ walked out from his NYC housing authority building and goes into the parking lot at seven thirty in the morning and climbed into a black 08’ Nissan Maxima. He backed the Max slowly out of his ‘parking’ spot and out of the parking lot, and then stepped on the accelerator. The shinny black Max rocketed up to fifty before it reached the stop sign at Castle Hill Ave, in a pretty busy intersection with a lot of school bus floating around the streets of the Bronx, in New York City. When SIN reached the intersection, he didn’t stop. He floored the accelerator and made a quick left in Castle Hill, pricking up more speed. He was doing sixty-five and ached to crash the Max into a Daycare school coming up in Lafayette Ave. He aimed closer to the building, just a few more inches towards the right and it will be, no, he could see the head-on collision, visualized it, feel it all over. At the last possible second, he avoided the deadly crash by swerving back to the road which caused the car to fishtailed all the way across the avenue, tires screeching and burning, the smell of rubber thick in the air. The Max skidded to a stop, headed the wrong way on the street, the windshield issuing its glossy black stare at a barrage of early oncoming traffic. SIN stepped on the accelerator again and headed forward against the oncoming traffic. Every car and truck began to honk loud, sustained blast. SIN didn’t even try to catch his breath or bearings. He sped along the avenue, gaining speed. He zoomed across Cross Bronx ave. and made a left, then quickly merged into the Cross Bronx expressway. A tine scream of pain escaped from his lips. It was involuntary, coming swiftly and unexpectedly. A moment of fear, weakness. He floored the gas pedal again, and the engine roared. He was doing seventy, then pressing to eighty. He zigged and zagged around slower-moving sedans, sports-utility vehicles, a soot-covered Pathmark delivery truck. Only a few honked now. Other drivers on the expressway were terrified, scared out of their minds. He exited the Cross Bronx expressway at fifty miles an hour , then he gunned it again. White plains was even more crowded at that hour than the expressway had been. New York was not just waking up it was going to work. He could still see the daycare in his mind he shouldn’t have stopped. He began searching for another solid object, building, looking for something to hit very hard. He was doing eighty miles as hour as he approached East Tremont ave. He shot forward like a ground rocket. Two lines of traffic were backed up at a red light. No way out of this one, he thought. Nowhere to go left or right. He didn’t want to rear-end a dozen cars! That was no way to end this – end his life – smashing into a commonplace Chevy Caprice, Honda Accord, a delivery truck. He swerved violently to the left and veered into the lanes of traffic coming east, coming right at him. He could see the panicked, disbelieving faces behind the dusty, grime-smeared windshields. The horns started to blast, a high-pitched symphony of fear. He ran the next light and just barely squeezed between an oncoming Jeep and a concrete-mixer truck. He sped down White Plains ave. passing Westchester ave. The Sound view Medical Center is up ahead – a perfect ending? The NYC patrol car appeared out of nowhere, its siren-bullhorn screaming in protest, its rotating beacon glittering, signaling for him to pull over. SIN slowed down and pulled to the curb. The Cop hurried to SIN’s car, his hand on his holster. He looked frightened and unsure. “Get out of the car sir, sir,” the cop said in a commanding voice. “Get out of the car right now.” SIN suddenly felt calm and relaxed. There was no tension left in his body. “All right. All right. I’m getting out. No problem” As SIN was getting out, he quickly noticed the cop’s hand still grasping his gun. SIN has yet looked at the man’s face. “Do you know how fast you were…oh shit!” The last two words were the one that caused SIN to look up and noticed a familiar face and that’s when a smile crept to his lips. Putting his gun back to his holster the cop said, “Damn Sammy, why the fuck you gotta do this to me?” ”Whatsup Cuz.” “Whatsup Cuz? Is that all you’re going to say to me? You scared everybody half to death, and you had me shittin bricks, but yet, you just stand there with your face hanging out and the only thing you can say is ‘whatsup cuz’?” SIN just rolled his eyes from his cousin’s remark then he said, “I cant believe you became a pig.” “I can’t believe you became a fake fighter.” The words fake and fighter put together really got the fumes going on SIN. “What the fuck you mean fake fighting?” “You’re a wrestler, everybody knows that shit is fake.” “The only reason why I don’t show you how ‘fake’ it is is because your family. If you’re not careful in the ring, you can die, simple as that and I love the emotion and the physicality” “Then why aren’t you doing it right now if you love it so much.” SIN thought about it for a second before saying, “Because I’m in mourning.” “I understand that your moms died, I feel you, it hurt me too…but we gotta move on, especially you. Live your life to the fullest and be the best that you can be. Go back to the ring and prove to people, to your moms that you made it. Show the gente de la isla that you made it. Show everybody that doubted you that you made it, and regardless of all the hard times, you made it through adversity, made it through roadblocks, show these haters that you made it in general.” A smile lurks around SIN lips and he says, “What the fuck you doing being a pig, you should be a counselor or something.” Now a smile on the cousin emerges as he replies, “I like shooting people.” Yo Cuz, good look, I appreciate everything that you said to me, I’m taking it to the heart.” The words came out from SIN like he really meant it, and he did as he gives his cousin a pound. “No doubt man, that still doesn’t change the fact that you’re still getting a ticket.” “Come one man, we family…” SIN started pleading. “I don’t give a fuck, besides I gotta meet my quota.” SIN counsin finishes writing the ticket and gave it to SIN, then he says, “get back in the ring, it’s been boring since you left, you know niggas in the hood have to cheer for Spike Jenkins and he’s from Long fuckin Island or somewhere close to it, he aint hood. Bruner is from BK, but he hasn’t been the same either.” Still looking at his ticket, SIN smiles, looks up at his cousin and while waiving the ticket he says, “Thanks Cuz, for everything.” “Just doing my job.” SIN cousin said as he getting into his patrol car. “Gotta write two more tickets to meet my quota for the week. Sammy, stay out of trouble.” That were the last words coming out of his mouth and SIN walks back to his Max, he gets in and before pulling out he takes out his blackberry Storm and dials a number. “Yo, it’s me… I think I’m ready to come back.” He listens for a few seconds than he hangs up. He starts his car and drives off… OOC: This is my first promo attempt in a while, a need a few more to get the hang of it again.

As everybody knows my ex wife was diagnosed with cancer, I'm pleased to say that the docs caught it in-time before spreading so she's going to make a full recovery, chemo is a bitch though. Now the bad news...because of the economy and budget cuts I was recently laid off. Technically my last day was on the 31st of december, what a christmas present huh? Well, that department wasn't doing so well therefore there were cuts, but since I'm a good fuckin worker I was recently hired in the same company but different department. I actually started working on monday and its a pretty simple gig and my pay was increased a tad. That being said, I will return but I'm going to make a few promo first. I talk and bitch to ya soon. Later

Shit... What are the most difficult "abilities" to get for you all? I have so much trouble getting the Cage ability that I have yet to do it. I had the problem with the Patch about the kip-up ability. Blood is damn near impossible for me. Steal taunt is pretty difficult since a lot of your opponents doesnt have that ability and if they do, they barely use it. And if you've done these abilities, which is the best way to do it?

Does anybody knows when the next patch to fix this fucked up patch will come? Also, when and who or what will be in the next DLC. I'm looking forward for Manu and a heel RTW. But I hope they fix the patch. Fuckin fuck ups.

The Patch needs a fuckin Patch it self. This is fuckin stupid.

Hey Toxxic, I thought the same thing too, the problem is that, when "Kickup" was number two, I got excited like "FINALLY" but the same problem occurred. I think it has to be numher one is order for me to get it. I've been having title defense upon title defense and still, another, it will remain NUMBER 2 or later and it wont put me the ability. I really dont know what else to do.

One thing that's getting to me is (After the patch), one of my CAW, you can choose your abilities (well deny them) well, I've been trying to get the kick up ability, right, but everytime I get like 4 unlock ability, I deny the first two, and then that's it. I'm not able to pick any of the other two, it's not giving me that option. Has anyone come across this problem? If so, is there a solution, or is my game fuckin up already?

Just DL the DLC and I just finished playing with Hass and Bourne, it was entertaining to say the least. I have yet to check out if there was a patch and if I can edit my CAW attributes. I'm surprised that Crazy is in there, I thought WWE took him out, oh well.

I got both games, for some reason, when I play multiplayer, I find that the maps in WoW are alot larger than MW. I've been getting people upset by me doing the jumping stab attack, that's hot. Both games are awesome, it's hard for me to choose. I'm stuck on WoW right now because I really want to get my rank up, it really is difficult to put it down, as it was for Modern Walfare. best thing you can do is flip a coin, you wont go wrong with either of them, trust me.

I really want the 'PATCH' to come and fix some of the problems that we all are annoyed by. I still want the DLC for the moves of D-lo Brown dammit!

Thank you for your advice. I will try what ever at this moment.

As I sit at work, writing this, my mind drift at the day that my ex-wife was diagnosed with Cancer. The treatment is grueling, I knew it was tough, but in the back of my head I didnt think it was that difficult. Seeing my ex-wife, so filled with life and fight (Trust me, alot of fight) turning into a person that has no energy, with her eyes deep in her socket, wanting to give up. Looking at my kids, wanting to see mommy, but in her request, she ask for them not to see her in the state. Granting her wishes, I deal with the questions of "what's wrong with mommy, why she dont want to see us?" Explaining to my kids that mommy is sick, wondering if I should say that's she's going to get better tears my heart apart because I HAVE NO IDEA. Christmas will be the worst christmas that I'll go through. I haven't spend christmas with my ex-wife for a few years, but my kids going back and forth from my house to mommy's house is like a weird tradition. Now, I have to wait to see if they're ever going to see that again. I've been through some death's. My best friend getting killed, my father dying (but he aint shit, never took care of me) but this seems to be the hardest thing I've gone through and she's not even dead. I try to take my mind off of the dillemma but my mind keeps drifting back to that one night, she calls me and says "I have Cancer." I damn near broke, we may not be together but she still in my heart, she is the mother of my two beautiful kids, and for that I will always love her. We get a long just fine, and knowing she has something and there's nothing that I can do makes me feel helpless. As she cries, in fatigue, I cry in helplessness. As she struggles to keep her spirits up, I struggle to not break down, as she lives for the kids, I live for hope. This has been my coldest winter ever, and I will never be the same again. There has been some good news, the Cancer did not spread (That has been the early check up) and they said that it looks like there's no spread. If that's the case, then the kids gifts will be their mother. I'm still keeping hope alive, even though my keyboard right now is wet with tears. My work tells me to take a few days off, and I asked them this... "And do what? my job is the only thing that keeps my mind entertain (Well, not now, heh.) If all ends well, I will be back in writing spirits in the beginning of the year, I will let people know about my return. I pray night in and night out for her health, I may not be a religious man, but I'm looking for help and guidance from a higher power, and I'm hoping that my prayers will be answer. God Bless.

That's why I dont fuck with the On-line matches in SvR09 because I knew this would be the problem. Being the fact that I got COD 4 and 5, it's hard to live up to that expectations. Maybe, JUST MAYBE (Crosses fingers) the patch that will be available in the beginning of the year will fix that fuckin LAG problem. It's fuckin annoying and it aint worth shit. Other than that, I'm enjoying my SvR as I create my league and have my cousins come down and we have our own fed doing the do. PERFECT BO ROCKS

My daughter is 5 and my son is 4. They are smart kids, but I really dont think they understand the concept of no longer being there. They have not gone through a death and that's what scares me. I'm trying to comfort my kids, telling them that Daddy will always be there for them, but, what if something happens to me. I've always said that Death is right behind everybody's ear, it can come any time when you least expect. Although, I dont know if keeping them pre-occupied is better for them or not. Keeping their minds on other things so they dont think too much of Mommy. I dont know if that helps them, or, it actually helps me more. Any advise is helpful. I've been a single parent for over 1 year and a half and this has been by far the most difficult situation I have to go through. I had custody of the kids so that mommy can get her act together and that's something that I and mommy explained to the kids. Now, this is all me because their mother dont want to see them seeing her like that, you know, all weak and shit. Thanks

Oh really? Ok, what about addons, do you think SvR09 will have addons?

I'm hoping that when the 'patch' comes in January, the price wont be rediculous. I'm almost certain that it's not going to be free, but I'm hoping that it will be less than 20 dollars.

I did forget how it was, but that was years ago...they should of improved this feature greatly and yet the only thing they have done is 'pushing', granted, I think two or three years ago, they started doing the super heavy weights can chokeslam, powerbomb and press slam, but it still takes the realism out of the game, there's no holding on for dear life, and doing the backbody drop, clothesline, drop kick, I mean, shit that should be included like in the real life Rumble. That's my beef about it, it's too easy and it's not realistic.

KingPK, that's been my beef for like 4 years now. Although, I think they should just revamp it. I mean, 'pushing?' Seriously, the animation should me more than this. As I posted earlier, I think, Clothesline, Suplex, and other animations that goes in a real RR should be included. It's far too simple, pushing, c'mon. Another mechanism they should add is the "HOLD ON FOR DEAR LIFE." and yes, you are right, you should wear a person up first before making any type of attempt to throw a foe over and it should still be difficult to do it. THEY SHOULD DO THE WHOLE SHIT AGAIN!

Regardless if West gets a shitty review, the dude will get a automatic Platinum album status, because he's Kanye fuckin west. I'm not a big fan of his lyrics, because, well you know, he's not the lyrical genius as to say Nas and them, but he does come with something 'different' and that alone will boost up his sales. I have yet to hear the album (only his singles), his first single to me suck ass, dont remember the name, its something with the heart, the other single is pretty decent, only heard it once though. In his first two singles with this album, I sense that this album was going to be like a suicidal album, love ballets and shit...the type of song to cut your wrist. Reading what some of you wrote, that's what it sounds like. Personally, I am the type of guy that loves lyrics, (That's why I cant stand down south rap), and I think Kanye's lyrics are too simple. It's ok, he even's it out with his producing abilities and new/old sound. I might download a few of his songs, which songs do people recommend?

It all boils down to the fan reaction. I mean, Rey Rey became champion and he's the smallest of them all. Jeff is getting push and could be the champ, he just need to stop 'fuckin up'. Punk isnt that big at all, and he was champ. Size really is not a factor anymore, it's all about crowd reaction, if the crowd gets behind him like they did with Rey, Eddie, Jeff without fuckin up, then he could become a main eventer/champ. Thats my opinion. Ooppps, double post, DAMN

It all boils down to the fan reaction. I mean, Rey Rey became champion and he's the smallest of them all. Jeff is getting push and could be the champ, he just need to stop 'fuckin up'. Punk isnt that big at all, and he was champ. Size really is not a factor anymore, it's all about crowd reaction, if the crowd gets behind him like they did with Rey, Eddie, Jeff without fuckin up, then he could become a main eventer/champ. Thats my opinion.