These are some old forum promos, I said I was gonna post em.
The first one starts just after Wrestlution I
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*Camera pans in on the High Risk Gymnasium, the place looks pretty rundown but there are signs of improvement. The camera cuts to a shot of Djchino and Marty Firestone sitting down on a couple of benches after a workout. Dj takes a swig of his water bottle.*
DJ: Jeez-us dude. I still cant believe I lost to Gaines on the pre-show....thats just.....really a downer.
*Marty gets up and checks the mail*
Marty: Hey man, it could be worse. I mean you could have lost to Gary.
Dj: HAH, true. What did we get today?
Marty: Bill, bill, bill, porn, bill, late notice, late fee......hey check it out.....its a letter from David Nova.
*Dj gets up and takes the letter from Marty*
DJ: Say wha-? *opens the letter* Dude, he's telling me I have a match on Friday for the EX title.....DUDE! This is the opportunity we've been waiting for! Looks like things are starting to go our way.
*DJ and Marty take drinks from their water bottles when all of a sudden theres a banging on the gym doors. Dj spits water all over Marty*
Marty: DUDE!!!
DJ: You hear that? Somebody's here.
*DJ walks over to the doors and opens them. His jaw hits the floor*
Hazel: I heard you guys were looking for help. so I decided to apply for the position. *wink*
*Dj and Marty just kinda stand there all wet the camera pans up to a sign that says High Risk Gymnasium*
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*Camera pans out and the sign for High Risk Gymnasium is diplayed*
*Marty Firestone and Dj Chino are seen over in the corner lifting light weights*
Marty: "So you gotten paid yet?"
Dj:"Nah, my contract expired. Since Jaysin's gone I dunno when Geomon will renew it"
Marty:"Well, what about Hazel?"
*camera pans over to Hazel lifting some bigger weights*
*The guys stop and put down their weights and start stretching*
DJ:"Dude, she is nowhere near ready for the ring"
DJ: "And she doesn't get paid for 2 weeks anyways"
Marty: "Damn you're right man... So then you want me to cover the first payment, I got a little in the bank?"
*Now the two start to spar*
Dj:"Nah man, I dont want you to break your account the first month you know? I'll figure something out"
*DJ is seen doing a hurricanrana to Marty*
Marty: "Oww damn.... that one hurt... but yeah I gotcha"
*Hip toss delivered to DJ*
*Dj kicks up and delivers a roundhouse kick to the back of Martys head*
Dj: "Almost had me"
*While on his back Marty replies "Ok I can see you're ready for our match against the Youngbloodz" as he reaches out and leg sweeps DJ, who lands hard on his back*
"Gotcha"
*Both men jump to their feet and attempt to drop kick each other, which only leaves both men back on the ground*
Dj: *Grunt* "Fucker.....I think its time we tried out something else"
Marty: "Ugh.... yeah that hurt"
*Hazel rings the bell*
Hazel: "Cmon guys, lets get this done with we got some more fixin to do!"
Dj: "Ok, ok, Idea....."
Marty: "Shoot"
Dj: "Hazel, go get us a couple of tables."
*Marty shoots DJ a blank stare*
Marty: "Ok...."
Hazel: "NO! I'm not gonna clean up anymore than what needs to be done. Besides! How is that gonna help you? Its not a TLC match!"
*DJ throws his hands up* "Well Im out of ideas"
*Marty's face light up, as he can see what DJ is considering*
*Marty runs back in the back room and comes out with a ladder and a table*
Marty: "Ok, we need a patented move right."
*Hazel stops him short with a stern look on her face* "You boys can play with your toys ONLY if you're gonna clean it up yourselves"
DJ:"Maybe next time Marty"
*Marty looks a little perturbed, but realizes what Hazel is saying & puts the supplies back in the closet*
*The camera fades with Marty and DJ locking back up into another set for sparring*
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*Djchino, Marty Firestone, and Hazel all stand outside the High Risk Gymnasium looking up as the construction workers finish off the sign out front*
*Dj has stitches in his mouth from his match on Riot, while Marty's head is bandaged from the recent attack from Matt King. Hazel just looks tired from cleaning and fixing up this place*
Dj:*muffled* eeyisss is a greay thiinn you gueesth.....
Marty: What?
Hazel: He said this is a great thing....we're that much closer to getting this place started up.
DJ: uuyup.....
Marty: Oh.....but we're not done putting everything up. Not to mention we can only train during the day if we dont wanna carry around flashlights.
Hazel: Look on the bright side. We're getting cash, you guys are getting noticed. If you keep on winning matches like you did on Asylum, you'll get that much closer to the main event, then who knows? Maybe you'll get a shot at the tag titles. Just keep doin what you're doin and we can get this place up and running...
*DJ and Marty look at each other and give each other a high five*
Marty: Maybe all this work isn't for nothing after all. This means we gotta step up our game though.
Hazel: Your "game" is fine enough where its at, just watch your tape from Asylum. Keep it where its at. No need to burn out now. When the time comes then you can put it into overdrive and win the tag titles. Until then, try not to kill yourselves.
*Hazel gives the boys a stern look.*
DJ: Othay.......
Marty: Fine. First thing's first though....we gotta get rid of Matt King before he kills us, last thing we need is for him to get to you too....
Hazel: Ok, point taken. Just avoid any more flaming-barbed-wire-steel-chairs of doom and THEN you can take him out.
Marty: Fine.
*The construction guys give a thumbs up signaling they are done. Dj points up to the sign and Hazel and Marty turn and look. All three members of Team Xtreme celebrate as the camera pans up to show the finished sign above the entrance: High Risk Gymnasium: Home of Team Xtreme! *
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*camera fades in; We see the front of a gym that has a newly finished sign that reads HIGH RISK GYMNASIUM*
*the scene cuts to Marty Firestone and Djchino sparring in the ring*
DJ: HIYA!
*Dj tries to kick Marty but his foot is caught.*
Marty: Gotcha bitch!
*Marty spins DJ around and lifts him up for a Highway to Hell*
DJ: Oh Shit!
*DJ flips over onto his feet and tries for a superkick*
Marty: Not this time!
*Marty ducks under the kick and then both men try for a dropkick, miss, and then kick up to their feet ready to--*
Hazel: WOOHOO! Go boys go! *clap clap* Seriously though, DJ, you've got a phone call!
Dj: We have phones?
*Dj reaches over the ropes and grabs the phone Hazel has*
Dj: Hey Marty, go set up for the....you know....*draws a line across his neck*
*Marty's face lights up as he jumps out of the ring and dashes to the back closet*
Hazel: Are you crazy?
Dj: YOU need to go get ready for your match. Trust me, they wont see you coming.
*Hazel smiles and then she gives Dj a kiss on the cheek as she runs over to the weight room*
Dj: Hello? Yeah this is Dj......Who is this?.......Yeah, yeah I've heard of you......Well any particular reason you decided to call today?....How did you get this number, I dont even have this number.......Well we're here but we can't get the finances to officially open just yet.....
*Djs eyes open wide*
Dj:.....you would do that?...What do you want in return?........uh huh, well we'd have to discuss that in person of course........Are you gonna be in town soon?......
*Marty returns while Dj is talking on the phone, he sets up a group of tables and pads underneath, all outside the training ring. Marty then sets up a huge ladder inside the ring. Dj hangs up the phone*
Marty: Who was that?
Dj: A possible future sponsor.....
*Marty stops climbing*
Marty:.....you serious?
Dj: Yeah but we gotta meet about it.....KEEP CLIMBING!!!
*Marty rushes up the ladder while Dj holds it in place*
Marty: You sure this is gonna work?
Dj: This is the T-X way to train for taking somebody out.
*Marty gets to the top, he looks ready to jump, but he hesitates*
Dj: COME ON WOMAN! MATT KING ISN'T GONNA LAY DOWN ON A TABLE
FOREVER!!!
Marty: Alright! Alright!!!!!
*Marty balances on top of the ladder, takes a deep breath and crouches down and--*
Hazel: YEEEHAAWW!!!! THE ZIPLINE IS WORKING!!!
*Hazel zips by Marty and kicks him off the ladder*
Hazel: Hurry Up!!!
Marty: OOO SH---!!!
*the camera cuts to a serene scene outside the gym as there is a loud CRASH*
*we hear Marty from the inside*
Marty:*groans* you....crazy.....texas.....bitch......*grunt* my spleen.....
*camera pans up to the sign that reads HIGH RISK GYMNASIUM*
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*camera fades in, its night time at the High Risk Gymnasium. There are signs of improvement with everything around. Everythings cleaner than previously and stuff is actually organized.
The camera cuts to Marty Firestone asleep in the ring, exhausted from his recovery training, we see DJchino walk up to ringside and sigh to himself*
DJ: Jeez dude, this is all my fault. I shouldnt have come up with that stupid idea to try and take out Tyranny, leading to you getting into that arguement with Geomon, then he "punishes" you with TDS....bastard.
Why do you think I've been trying so damned hard to win my matches recently. Cuz with you out I gotta carry everything on while you recover...Its my fault so its my responsibility to keep things running while you're out.
Don't worry man, your time will come when you are ready....just keep sleepin bro...you're gonna need it. Especially when youre pretty much on everybody's hitlist.
*DJ leaves ringside and walks over to the lounge area, where we see Hazel asleep on the couch.
DJ leans up against the doorframe.*
DJ: *Sigh* Aw man, I told you, you weren't ready....but I'm so proud of you.
You took those bitches to the limit. Keep tryin', girl. We can work out the details eventually, getting you cleared to be an official OCW diva and all. I still can't believe you powerbombed that ho. You're just full of surprises ain't you.
We all know who keeps driving us to the next level, so its on Marty and I to return the favor. We're gonna train harder than before, we're gonna win some real money, and we're gonna improve this place until we can train with better equipment and get even better and win even more cash.
I know you've put your heart and soul into this place as much as Marty and I if not even more. Especially when dealing with us.
*Hazel turns over on the couch and curls up. Dj walks over and grabs a jacket from the closet and covers her up*
DJ: Get some sleep.
*DJ walks into the office and sits down in the chair behind the desk. He puts his feet up and looks up at the single award on the wall. Its cracked, but right next to it is the picture of Marty and Himself raising their hands from the night they debuted as a tag team*
DJ:Well our time will come.....eventually we're gonna have tag belts in those hands as we raise them into the air......then we can get some real money. Speaking of which.
*DJ searches through the desk drawer and finds a napkin written with magic marker*
DJ:We really need to buy pens.....
*The napkin has the name of the man who asked about possibly sponsoring the gym*
DJ: So what is it you really want....some friends? Sure we can help. Some gold? Im not guaranteeing anything but sure why not? So whats in it for you?
*DJ puts it away and looks at the old punching bag in the corner. DJ gets up from the desk and walks over to the bag*
DJ: Here's where the training starts....again. My Pay Per View debut. I've been here sinc October and this is my first card. My first impression on the grand stage. Its gonna be in my birthplace....the Greatest city of em all New York, New York. Family, old friends are gonna be there....this is my crowning achievement....no way I'm gonna stop now.
*DJ delivers a hard punch to the bag. He readies another punch but stops*
DJ: Wait......I need a new outfit.......
*DJ opens up his ps2 and begins designing a new attire on his OCW: The game*
DJ: Here goes.....
*Camera fades out as DJ enters "Edit an attire mode"*
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