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:::Da' New Generation, an
unlikely force. Jake Douglas and Ravager, the CWF Tag-Team champs, an unlikely tandem, with their titles over the shoulders,
all united as one. And it seems they are discussing their plans for CWF, all four crowded around a table, outside on a porch.
We are in Raleigh, NC, home of Jake Douglas. He is wearing a pair of powder blue nike dunks, matching his UNC jersey, and
blue jeans. The camera gets a little closer, and we all hear the conversation in progress.:::
Kefka: But Ravager, it would make more sense to pair Jake up with me,
seeing as we are the two greatest technical wrestlers here in the Classic Wrestling Federation, and you with Rex, since you are
both raw power.
Rex Ryder: He does have a point.
Ravager: Ok, take this into consideration Kefka, this belt, it's mine. Me
and Jake won them at Massacre, sure you helped us out, but you weren't one of the remaining two. And we would be more
unstoppable if we mixed things up a bit don't you think? Me with power, and Jake with technical skills, visa versa with you and
Rex.
Rex Ryder: He also has a point.
Jake Douglas: Look guys enough. Kefka, Ravager, you two have been
friends ever since I can remember, HCW, when you two concocted that plan to over throw the place, that was sheer brilliance.
But the is CWF, and we want to keep this place on it's feet, so we can finally prove to everyone that we aren't just "mid-card".
Rex Ryder: Now he REALLY has a point!
Jake Douglas: Thankyou Rex, but as you see there is a camera on my
ass as usual, so let me cut a promo. You guys, take it inside.
Rex Ryder: I got first dibs on the refrigerator!
Ravager: Hell No! You piece of pre-chewed fish head spit back out and
squatted onto a son of a motherless goat!
:::Ravager, Kefka and Rex go inside and turn on the boob tube, with some snacks, while Jake
remains outside.:::
Jake Douglas: Now when I take a look over the "Paul Blair-Jeff Jericho wrestling hour"
card...I see one of two things that I like. One...the National title match, between WildCard, lucky to still be champion, and the
challenger, Evil Andu. Why would I be happy? I am not even in the match...or am I? Being in WildCard's corner, well just let
me say, whoever booked this match must not like WildCard very much I can say that much. We saw him get his cheap victory
over me, retaining that strap because of a prayer to god. I mean, we both had each other covered, with tied falls, just watch the
tape...in slow motion if you have to! It's clear I won the title, but again I am screwed over. But, I won't let something like keep
me down, because I did indeed get some gold later that night. *Holds up Tag-team strap* yeah, get a closer look, Ravager has his inside, but mine just looks better. And in the process, I stopped
WildCard and Z-Pac from winning the titles, with some help from Ravager of course. So if anybody from the "Pain Killers", or
"Omega" thinks they have a chance, go ahead, give it a shot, try and stop us. Me and Ravager have been tearing through the
ranks of CWF, and you will just be another stone in the road.
And who are these 5 "mystery guests"? In my view, just another five guys to throw out...but I know the CWF will make a
big deal. It is probably just a bunch of CWF rest home regulars, or then again it could be Jon LeVesque *Sarcastically chuckles* I don't care who they are, the fact is this, I will stop at nothing
to get that World title! Hell, one of the mystery guests could be my wife, but she would still be going over. It doesn't matter. I
mean it's like Z-Pac is purposely looking over me, like he doesn't even know who I am. Yeah he acknowledged me last
Thursday saying that he is on top of the mountain and that I am on the bottom, while he looks down at me. Well Z-Pac you
better brace yourself, because I am climbing up the mountain and fast, and when I reach the top, I will throw your ass off, just
like I am going to throw everyone else's ass over the top ropes in the rumble!
:::Jake sits up, drapes his tag strap over his shoulder and heads inside as the scene fades...:::
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