Illuminati

Point struggle strikes! The struggle is reaaaaaaaaal

Trade off is a percentge chance at a DQ loss though, yeah?

MATTERS TO ME HOOT! GIVE EVERYONE IN MY BLOCK 0s! Tryin to get that win b.

The Point Struggle Begins

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The Mark For Himself is immunized against all dangers: one may call him a scoundrel, parasite, swindler, profiteer, it all runs off him like water off a raincoat. But call him a Mark For Himself and you will be astonished at how he recoils, how injured he is, how he suddenly shrinks back: “I’ve been found out.”

Parker is jelly he's not the only one with clones running around now.

The screen cuts to a blue screen with an image of the seal of the great state of South Carolina superimposed over it. The screen then fades into the Governor’s office where several aides have approach the desk. We hear the sound of someone humming the tune to “You Can’t Hurry Love” by the Supremes. ????: ...Oh you just have to wait, ????: Love don’t come easy... Aide: Umm, Governor Matsumoto sir? We pan past the aides to the governor at his desk. We see none other than the newly elected governor of South Carolina looking up from his coloring book. Governor Matsumoto: Oh hello, I didn’t notice you there. What can I do for you? Aide: We have a letter from one… The aide squints at the childish scribbles on an envelope and continues. Aide: Tysone Taylor, regarding a former associate of yours. Governor Matsumoto: Never heard of him, what’s his finish? The aides look at each other and deliberate, unfamiliar with wrestling terminology. They shrug in unison. Governor Matsumoto: Doesn’t matter, anyways who does he need to know about. The aide opens the letter and quickly skims through the poor handwriting Aide: One… Illuminati… I think he’s saying he’s a painter or something… this looks like it was written by a child sir. Governor Matsumoto: Ah, Illuminati, a very good friend… Ryu reaches down under his desk and pulls out a crumpled ball of paper. He slowly unravels and grabs his reading spectacles. Governor Matsumoto: It just so happens I have a pre-prepared statement from Illuminati in the case of such an event. Ryu channels his inner Illuminati and begins to read the letter: To Whom it may concern, Oh Hello, I didn’t notice you there. In the event that that terrazoic troglodyte Parker Stevens burns me alive or I succumb to some similar fate; and after those events some rookie decides to make a name for himself at my expense let it be known: When I was a rookie, I never had to rely on blindly calling out whoever I saw on the boards to make a name for myself. I came to OCW with respect to it, and those that came before me. I came to work everyday, I cut my promos and when people ignored them I kept cutting them until I forced everyone to take notice. Then when I was finally given opportunity I pushed those opportunities to their limits. So I say to sir or madam rookie, munch on deez nuts if you were looking to mount me on your wall as a trophy, because if you’re hearing this Parker already did it. And a word to those wise enough to hear it, if you’re patient and do things the right way, you’ll be around for a very long time, win or lose. But if you go around talking out of your neck someone is liable to snatch up your head. Remember, Illuminati is Always Watching. Ryu crumples up the paper and tosses it back on the ground. Governor Matsumoto: That will be all. Ryu returns to his coloring book and continues singing. Ryu: You can’t hurry love… Ryu: Oh you just have to wait… Ryu: They say love don’t come easy… Ryu: It’s a game of give and take...

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I'm happy for they vote of confidence in my maturity, I don't know how I ended up being friends with those animals.

Frankie looks down at Chuck clutching his crotch and writhing in pain CHUCK[/: HE SHOT ME IN THE DICK WITH A RED PAINTBALL then to the armed men, and then to Ligermask, incredulous. Frankie: It was you all along you son of a bitch. Ligermask pats the guard on the neck and hands him his gun back, he points to some guards and calls them over. Three guards approach, Ligermask turns his back to Frankie and the camera and takes off the blood stained Liger Mask. As he grabs a towel from another guard all that we can make out is Ligermask’s long dirty blonde hair as he wipes his face and hair with the towel. He hands off the now blood covered towel and grabs a new black mask from another guard. He puts the mask on and turns back around to Frankie, the third guard hands Ligermask a cigar. Ligermask quickly runs it under his nose and smells the cigar to judge its quality, satisfied he bites the end off and motions for a match. The very same guard lights a match and hands it to Ligermask, who lights the cigar, he inhales deeply and exhales a puff of smoke. He scans the room and calls out. Ligermask: La Lengua, aqui. A smallish man pushes through various people on his way down from an upper level. He approaches and salutes Ligermask. La Lengua: Si Patron? Ligermask takes the cigar out of his mouth and points to Frankie. He speaks slowly and deliberately putting emphasis on each word. Ligermask: Traduces par mi. Ligermask begins to speak through La Lengua. Ligermask: For months, I have been operating the most successful drug trafficking ring in the Americas. Ligermask: Did you really think two know nothing security guards could topple an operation like mine? Ligermask: We could have continued operating in the shadows if it pleased me… but now we’ve grown strong. Ligermask: Strong enough, and rich enough that we can operate openly. So go, tell your bosses, the Liger Cartel has arrived in OCW.

Frankie, Chuck and Ligermask are standing at the entrance of a massive room. The room is packed with armed guards and workers processing packaging and moving cocaine. As the door bursts open the armed guards all turn to our trio and raise their guns. The three all raise their hands. A group of five guards approach them all yelling in spanish, as one gets closer Ligermask leaps into action he backhands one of the armed men and pulls his pistol out of its holster. And in one fluid motion three shots ring out, the moment seems to hang in the air for an eternity. Then Chuck hits the ground, clutching at his pee pee. A twisted smile spreads across Ligermask’s face. Almost in disgusts he spits his words out. Ligermask: Puta gringo.

Our three heroes venture down a dark hallway that appears to be part of an unused basement from the building which occupied the old stadium grounds. Frankie and Chuck appear to be lagging nervously behind as Ligermask valiantly leads the way. Frankie: Are you sure we shouldn’t be calling for backup or something? Chuck: What do you mean backup?! We work for stadium security?! Ligermask turns as he walks and delivers several strange hand signs before continuing on his way. Frankie: Ligermask is right, we’re just here to collect evidence, we just have to keep things stealthy and everything will be fine. Chuck: Yeah… just collect evidence and then we can get the police to take care of everything. As the trio reaches the end of the hallway Ligermask looks back at Frankie and Chuck and gives them a reassuring nod, he then pushes open the door to bright lights.

The three men are wandering some of the more poorly lit hallways backstage, near the cargo area of the arena. Chuck is scanning the area with a flashlight while Frankie is periodically checking boxes and crates. Ligermask is climbing up onto the boxes and looking across the darkness. Chuck: We haven’t had much luck finding anything here, Ligermask are you sure this is where the pushers would be operating? Ligermask nods excitedly and makes a series of complex hand gestures and poses. Frankie nods his head and ponders for a moment. Frankie: You’re right Ligermask, this area is perfect for them, little exposure, no reason for security or talent to be back here. Frankie shakes his head in frustration Frankie: But you’re seeing the same things as us, there’s no sign of them here. Just as he finishes Ligermask leaps from his perch and darts off into the darkness. Chuck follows his movements with the flashlight. After a few moments of searching through the darkness to find him it finally settles on Ligermask pushing a crate. Upon moving the crate Ligermask reveals a trap door, he delivers an enthusiastic thumbs up indicating his success. Chuck: Ligermask you crazy bastard, you may have just blown this case wide open.

The scene opens with Chuck and Frankie entering a room backstage. The camera is placed in such a way that we can’t see who the duo is speaking to. Chuck: Hey man, you’re one of the best guys on the roster, and you’re a pretty decent fighter to boot. Chuck: I guess what I’m trying to say, is that we need your help stopping this cocaine menace backstage. After a long pause the camera pans to reveal OCW’s resident vigilante LIGERMASK. Ligermask gives his signature goofy smile and a peace sign, acknowledging that he’s willing to help. Frankie: Oh boy! This is great! With a hero like you we’ll be able to solve this cocaine problem in no time!

The camera pans to the backstage area, two security guards are going through various boxes and bags. Guard 1: Hey Frankie? Guard 2: Yeah Chuck? Chuck stops looking through a box and strokes his chin for a moment, thinking. Chuck: If someone were sneaking cocaine into the arenas, don’t you think they’d have a better way of getting it in than in boxes? Frankie: How else would they do it? Chuck: The only other way would be some kind of agreement with talent, have some guys smuggling the stuff in. Frankie: I know some talent has been fired for using, but trafficking? You’d need some top level guys helping out or trafficking themselves to be successful. Chuck:Who’s to say that they aren’t? Frankie: Do you know what you’re saying? And let’s say you are right; how are we going to get to the bottom of who it is? Chuck: … We need someone who’s a member of the talent… someone who’s in it, but someone we can trust, someone beyond reproach… and I think I know just who we need.

Jookie and Ter vs Table and Ladder when?

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Chill b, you start saying things you don't understand the consequences of someone might take offense.

http://www.fox.com/sites/default/files/styles/photo_gallery_scale/public/FG1310_04_gasp.gif?itok=KZIT1SvH Hootchat watching the Main Event

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Parker you so silly, everyone knows Leslie doesn't watch shows

It may be the birds nest right outside my window, I don't remember hearing them going but I've adapted to tuning them out like I do Kent.

The Camera pans onto a bus stop in suburban South Carolina. We see two children standing at the stop. A thirteen year old girl with her arms crossed and a look of pure malice on her face; and next to her is a ten year old boy wearing a vintage Matsuda T-shirt. HIDE: Hey Rika, why are we taking the bus home. RIKA: Because, Hide, our mother is busy traveling the country with a wrestling company, and our father is a trash man playing at politics. HIDE: ...oh As the two converse at the bus stop the camera pulls back to a nondescript van parked a ways away. Inside the car we see the pastel short wearing campaign advisor to Sandra Collinsworth sitting in the front seat. He pulls a walkie talkie to his mouth and starts, PASTEL: Are you sure this is a good idea? SANDRA: Yes, if you kidnap his kids, not only will he look like an irresponsible parent, but he may have to drop out of the race to deal with the “kidnappers”. PASTEL: Yeah but what if I get caught? Don’t worry, I have the sheriff in my pocket, besides it's just two kids; What’s the worst that could happen? Pastel shrugs and puts a pastel pink ski mask on, his stupid curly moustache pops out of the hole for his mouth. He drives up to the bus stop and lowers his window, he begins speaking to the children. PASTEL: Hey kids, I’m a friend of your fathers, I’m here to take you home. The two children stare blankly at the site of a man wearing a pastel pink ski mask attempting to abduct them. After a moment of awkward silence, Rika finally answers. RIKA: Our mom told us not to talk to people like Uncle Pugh. PASTEL: Uncle Pugh? HIDE: Pedophiles, she meant pedophiles… because everyone is pretty sure Uncle Pugh is a pedophile. PASTEL: ...oh Pastel thinks for a moment and decides on his course of action. PASTEL: Well your father insisted that I take you with me, so if you don’t come willingly… Rika raises an eyebrow and coldly cuts him off RIKA: I will eat your lunch, and I won’t even give you a sip of water. Pastel steps out of the van nervously. PASTEL: I'll have you know I took "Self Defense Classes For Her" at the Community Learning Annex. As he he stretches his spaghetti arms, Rika simply stands waiting for him. Pastel takes a deep breath and charges at Rika. Before he can reach her we see Hide wind back and super kick him square in the balls. Pastel doubles over in pain, clutching at his groin as Hide celebrates. HIDE: I’M THE GREATEST OF ALL TIME YOUR VILLAIN HIDETO MATSUMOTO! As he parades around victoriously Rika snatches Pastel up in a flawless H-Edge and drops him on the pavement. She begins doing the Spider Dance instinctively but then stops herself halfway through and makes sure no one saw her doing the dance. Before they can continue their beating a beat up 93 Buick Cutlass rear ends the van. Rufus leaps out of the car and waves his hands erratically. RUFUS: CHILDRENS!!! THERE IS AN EVIL PLOT A FOOT TO KID… He sees pastel sprawled on the ground in front of the children. He then looks to the children; Hide is still dancing around emulating Matsuda’s victory poses and taunts, while Rika continues scowling. RUFUS: Hmmm, well it looks like I’ve done a masterful job of repelling this attempt to harm you childrens! Rika rolls her eyes and shakes her head. RIKA: Whatever RUFUS: Let's tie this busta up and throw him in the trunk. I think it's best we all head back to your Pops and figure out what to do about this. Pt 1. Breaking News Pt 2. The Opposition Pt 3. The Campaign Manager

Have people tried downloading/saving your CAW to their system. That usually solves it on the XO side.