Post by ZMaster on Nov 10, 2005 12:34:34 GMT -5
Preparation. Honor. Integrity. The keys to the next match has to do with this. Look through everything that has happened. The fallout has happened and now the challenge has been made. What next will be in store for our next battle. Stay tuned once again.
The scene has opened up in a room. The lights are on and a desk is set. It is a small square desk. The door is shut at the moment and it’s a red painted door. It is the symbol of blood. This particular room is seem to be that of the basement. Outside the room, we hear the footsteps of a person walking and then the door opens. It appears to be ZMaster as he set for battle once again. A member or an hired hit-man by the name of “The Man” Ron Tibbs. An associate of the Impact Players is noted and that’s what he is. He now gets to thinking about Halloween Horrors.
ZMaster (thoughts): The irony of it all. I went into war with victory in mind. What happened was Bailey’s Brigade beat themselves and thus the war was over. Z’s Army was victorious. In a way, you defeated yourself in this one. Bailey, what did I say about you not being able to win on level ground. Well, I guess that point has been proven to the T. Now you take your frustration out on Saint. I must say in an odd sense, thanks Saint for beating yourself in a match. I didn’t have to do a thing. Now Immune, you tapped out but what are you going to do about it? Are you going to throw a hissy-fit? Are you going to cry like a baby? Well, here’s what you should do, cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it. You lost the battle for your team so feel ashamed and realize that Deadly Encounters. Our fight will be that, Deadly and you know why. Because I said so!
As the thoughts of that run clear, now comes the next part. Slam is coming up and he must fight Tibbs. He has faced him in tag team competition only but this is the 1st one on one encounter. Battle is being drawn out as there are papers there. It seems to be battle plans for upcoming bouts. Not just this one, but the NA Title one as the warm up. This is still the ongoing war against the Impact Players one battle at a time.
ZMaster: You again Tibbs. We keep looking at each other on opposite sides. Aren’t you tired of seeing me? I would think so. After what transpired on Slam, you seem to be a little slow. Let’s put it in a way so you understand. You can’t make a name for yourself at my expense. What part of that’s not possible for you that you don’t seem to get. I guess it’s the whole no making a name for yourself at my expense. I’ve done things in this ring, you’ll never do. I’ve reached pinnacles you’ve never thought or dreamed about. I don’t care if you’re an associate of the Impact Players, you’re in my way and like everyone that gets in the way, they get ran over. That’s how it will be done and that’s how I’ll play.
Tibbs, it’s such a shame I have to keep beating you on a regular basis. You come back for more each time. You’d think the message would be crystal clear but I guess for you, it will take more battles than you can imagine. I guess I’m forced to pound into a pulp that’s all. I can do that, believe it or not. You may think I’m calm but when it comes to battle, I’m vicious and dangerous. I am like a true warrior in VWA. I fight for causes that are understood. For VWA, it means operation destroy Impact Players piece by piece. Mentally, they’re destroyed. You’re beaten all ready Ron, you just don’t know it yet until it’s too late. Truth be told, you will feel my wrath at an even stronger rate than you’ve ever felt. Come Slam, it will be your last chance at me. After you, I’m through with you.
As he elaborates and looks at the plans, he has some final comments on what’s to come.
ZMaster: Ron Tibbs, you’re like a cockroach, you squash one and another one comes crawling out of nowhere. That’s just like you. No matter how many times you get squashed, you keep begging for more. Well, Tibbs what are you willing to do to fight me in this match? Are you going to call your buddies to get in the way? If you do that, you’ll show me why you’re pathetic. You best be leaving the group before you get kicked out really quick. Think about it, the longer you stay, the shorter the time will be until it’s inevitable. Don’t forget that one bit.
I hope you’re smart enough to listen to that. If not, then come Slam, I do what I need to do. You will become like a bee without a stinger. Tibbs, be prepared as my Death Sentence shall be your Execution!! Those are your final thoughts, leave with it and embrace it.
I have a fight planned and the battle lines are drawn. I’ll be ready for you and try me if you want to, you’re just asking for trouble.
With those thoughts, ZMaster is right now mapping out everything that needs to be done at Slam. Will he be able to destroy his next opponent? How will the Impact Players be involved in this? With the recent loss of Sin City Saint, what will he do now that he’s on his own? With Immune realizing that ZMaster is his next defense, will he get involved and cost him the match? All this and more on the next edition of Sunday Night Slam, the scene fades out into the darkness.
The scene has opened up in a room. The lights are on and a desk is set. It is a small square desk. The door is shut at the moment and it’s a red painted door. It is the symbol of blood. This particular room is seem to be that of the basement. Outside the room, we hear the footsteps of a person walking and then the door opens. It appears to be ZMaster as he set for battle once again. A member or an hired hit-man by the name of “The Man” Ron Tibbs. An associate of the Impact Players is noted and that’s what he is. He now gets to thinking about Halloween Horrors.
ZMaster (thoughts): The irony of it all. I went into war with victory in mind. What happened was Bailey’s Brigade beat themselves and thus the war was over. Z’s Army was victorious. In a way, you defeated yourself in this one. Bailey, what did I say about you not being able to win on level ground. Well, I guess that point has been proven to the T. Now you take your frustration out on Saint. I must say in an odd sense, thanks Saint for beating yourself in a match. I didn’t have to do a thing. Now Immune, you tapped out but what are you going to do about it? Are you going to throw a hissy-fit? Are you going to cry like a baby? Well, here’s what you should do, cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it. You lost the battle for your team so feel ashamed and realize that Deadly Encounters. Our fight will be that, Deadly and you know why. Because I said so!
As the thoughts of that run clear, now comes the next part. Slam is coming up and he must fight Tibbs. He has faced him in tag team competition only but this is the 1st one on one encounter. Battle is being drawn out as there are papers there. It seems to be battle plans for upcoming bouts. Not just this one, but the NA Title one as the warm up. This is still the ongoing war against the Impact Players one battle at a time.
ZMaster: You again Tibbs. We keep looking at each other on opposite sides. Aren’t you tired of seeing me? I would think so. After what transpired on Slam, you seem to be a little slow. Let’s put it in a way so you understand. You can’t make a name for yourself at my expense. What part of that’s not possible for you that you don’t seem to get. I guess it’s the whole no making a name for yourself at my expense. I’ve done things in this ring, you’ll never do. I’ve reached pinnacles you’ve never thought or dreamed about. I don’t care if you’re an associate of the Impact Players, you’re in my way and like everyone that gets in the way, they get ran over. That’s how it will be done and that’s how I’ll play.
Tibbs, it’s such a shame I have to keep beating you on a regular basis. You come back for more each time. You’d think the message would be crystal clear but I guess for you, it will take more battles than you can imagine. I guess I’m forced to pound into a pulp that’s all. I can do that, believe it or not. You may think I’m calm but when it comes to battle, I’m vicious and dangerous. I am like a true warrior in VWA. I fight for causes that are understood. For VWA, it means operation destroy Impact Players piece by piece. Mentally, they’re destroyed. You’re beaten all ready Ron, you just don’t know it yet until it’s too late. Truth be told, you will feel my wrath at an even stronger rate than you’ve ever felt. Come Slam, it will be your last chance at me. After you, I’m through with you.
As he elaborates and looks at the plans, he has some final comments on what’s to come.
ZMaster: Ron Tibbs, you’re like a cockroach, you squash one and another one comes crawling out of nowhere. That’s just like you. No matter how many times you get squashed, you keep begging for more. Well, Tibbs what are you willing to do to fight me in this match? Are you going to call your buddies to get in the way? If you do that, you’ll show me why you’re pathetic. You best be leaving the group before you get kicked out really quick. Think about it, the longer you stay, the shorter the time will be until it’s inevitable. Don’t forget that one bit.
I hope you’re smart enough to listen to that. If not, then come Slam, I do what I need to do. You will become like a bee without a stinger. Tibbs, be prepared as my Death Sentence shall be your Execution!! Those are your final thoughts, leave with it and embrace it.
I have a fight planned and the battle lines are drawn. I’ll be ready for you and try me if you want to, you’re just asking for trouble.
With those thoughts, ZMaster is right now mapping out everything that needs to be done at Slam. Will he be able to destroy his next opponent? How will the Impact Players be involved in this? With the recent loss of Sin City Saint, what will he do now that he’s on his own? With Immune realizing that ZMaster is his next defense, will he get involved and cost him the match? All this and more on the next edition of Sunday Night Slam, the scene fades out into the darkness.
