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Tag Team Match.
The RP deadline will be Saturday, December 2nd at 11:59 PM EST.
The RP deadline will be Saturday, December 2nd at 11:59 PM EST.
The First & Cameron Cruise vs. The French Commandoes
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TSiegel
I spoil things.
"Yeah...I guess you COULD call me an a**hole."
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of a UCW Revolution backdrop, dressed in blue jeans with a blue-version of a company T-Shirt, and "Anarchy"-styled shades.)
CRUISE: In some peoples' opinion, I'm probably more deserving of it than anything else I've received lately.
But come on folks...can you REALLY blame me??
For YEARS people have tried to come off as better than me...more comical...more well off in the financial sense or otherwise....all at my expense.
But you can only poke and prod at a man so much before he takes it and gives it back with TWICE the amount of violence as it was given originally.
And you can thank The First for being the perverbial 'Straw That Broke The Camel's Back', because after that last Pay Per View match....after all the excessive joking and taking-me-for-granted...
MY cup has finally runneth over.
Or something like that.
That belt looked great on you when you became "The First"...no pun intended...UCW World Heavyweight Champion.
But then you screwed up when you let a punk like IRISHRED beat you and make every employee that walked into an arena's night almost a never-ending-irritation-and-aggravation.
Then you somehow managed to sneak your way back in, when your time to make your way back WASN'T at hand.
In other words...you stuck your nose in a particular part of this business where it wasn't not only not WANTED...it wasn't NEEDED at this time.
Sure...Dan Ryan did the same and that's not to say that two wrongs can make a right because it doesn't.
But since I walked in the door on Day One, I told everyone that I intended on making an IMPACT, and I'll be damned if I'm not one to follow up on my own promises.
But before I can prove my point...Cloverleaf is going to make me tag with the very same man I intend to hand out a REALITY CHECK to...against..."The French Commandoes".
I mean...for Pete's Sake Ken...you could've just saved everyone's time by just setting aside a segment for Saturday Night Live's "Hans and Franz" to make an appearance, the performance would've been just as mediocre by them...but hey...whom am I to make a judgement call right??
Just the guy who was last to finally gain a legitamate loss on this end of the circuit.
Just the guy who stepped up to a man proclaiming himself an "Ego Buster", and bursting a bubble of his own.
A man that's done everything he's said he's going to do...and sometimes at a cost GREATER THAN OTHERS COULD EVEN COMPREHEND....
Right Joey??
Show up at Revolution First, not just because it's your contractual obligation to in a match...
But so I can prove to you how badly a REALITY CHECK REALLY hurts...and how much not just you...but everyone else who doubt's me for that matter...just...won't like it.
(Fadeout.)
(Fadein, Cameron Cruise in front of a UCW Revolution backdrop, dressed in blue jeans with a blue-version of a company T-Shirt, and "Anarchy"-styled shades.)
CRUISE: In some peoples' opinion, I'm probably more deserving of it than anything else I've received lately.
But come on folks...can you REALLY blame me??
For YEARS people have tried to come off as better than me...more comical...more well off in the financial sense or otherwise....all at my expense.
But you can only poke and prod at a man so much before he takes it and gives it back with TWICE the amount of violence as it was given originally.
And you can thank The First for being the perverbial 'Straw That Broke The Camel's Back', because after that last Pay Per View match....after all the excessive joking and taking-me-for-granted...
MY cup has finally runneth over.
Or something like that.
That belt looked great on you when you became "The First"...no pun intended...UCW World Heavyweight Champion.
But then you screwed up when you let a punk like IRISHRED beat you and make every employee that walked into an arena's night almost a never-ending-irritation-and-aggravation.
Then you somehow managed to sneak your way back in, when your time to make your way back WASN'T at hand.
In other words...you stuck your nose in a particular part of this business where it wasn't not only not WANTED...it wasn't NEEDED at this time.
Sure...Dan Ryan did the same and that's not to say that two wrongs can make a right because it doesn't.
But since I walked in the door on Day One, I told everyone that I intended on making an IMPACT, and I'll be damned if I'm not one to follow up on my own promises.
But before I can prove my point...Cloverleaf is going to make me tag with the very same man I intend to hand out a REALITY CHECK to...against..."The French Commandoes".
I mean...for Pete's Sake Ken...you could've just saved everyone's time by just setting aside a segment for Saturday Night Live's "Hans and Franz" to make an appearance, the performance would've been just as mediocre by them...but hey...whom am I to make a judgement call right??
Just the guy who was last to finally gain a legitamate loss on this end of the circuit.
Just the guy who stepped up to a man proclaiming himself an "Ego Buster", and bursting a bubble of his own.
A man that's done everything he's said he's going to do...and sometimes at a cost GREATER THAN OTHERS COULD EVEN COMPREHEND....
Right Joey??
Show up at Revolution First, not just because it's your contractual obligation to in a match...
But so I can prove to you how badly a REALITY CHECK REALLY hurts...and how much not just you...but everyone else who doubt's me for that matter...just...won't like it.
(Fadeout.)
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TheFrench
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It's Thanksgiving, and Jean Claude and Pierre are enjoying the American holiday by eating as well. In front of each of them is a large order of French Fries from McDonalds. They are wearing their ring gear, which is bikini style purple urban camo trunks, with the addition of a purple urban camo helmet on both of their heads.
Jean Claude: We are trying to figure out zis American holiday. Zis... Thanksgiving.
Pierre: Yes. Why would your country celebrate zee annihilation of an indigenous race of people with zee eating of a turkey and some pumpkin pie?
Jean Claude nods his head in agreement.
Jean Claude: We don't agree on much, my elite soldier friend, but zis much we can agree on. It makes about as much sense as zee match that zis UCW has us in at zare upcoming television show. It's enough to make even zee toughest French Commando scratch his head...
Pierre scratches his head and smiles. Jean Claude looks over at him with a mischievious grin.
Jean Claude: It's enough to make even zee dumbest French Commando scratch his head as well.
Pierre pouts. His bottom lip sticks out a little and starts to quiver.
Jean Claude: Come now, dear brother. We are zee French Commandos. We are zee elite fighting man in modern society. We are zee premier tag team in UCW and zee entire wrestling community. There is no need for zee crying and zee sadness.
Pierre tries to brighten his spirits and straighten up. Jean Claude looks over at the camera and rolls his eyes, not realizing how ridiculous he looks with the purple urban camo helmet on his head.
Jean Claude: I guess we should be thankful that zee number one person in UCW decided to make zis match. Zee French Commandos can look even better than usual at the expense of arguably zee two hottest single wrestlers in zee company.
Pierre looks confused.
Pierre: But I thought you told us zat we were not homosexual...
Jean Claude: I am talking about zee position of zee two wrestlers in zee company, Pierre. Why must you interrupt me.
Pierre looks down at the ground.
Jean Claude: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted by my rough and rugged friend, we should be thankful for zis opportunity. In zee end, it is no concern to us how successful zee two of them are, were, or will be. Zee fact of zee matter is that when Revolution is upon us, zee French Commandos will get zee acclaim that they deserve all while watching the two top wrestlers in UCW rip each others throats out.
Pierre! Wave zee flag!
Pierre seemingly pulls a huge white flag out of nowehere and starts waving it wildly with a huge smile on his face, obviously happy. Jean Claude looks pissed.
Jean Claude: I don't know how many times I've had to tell you that zee French flag isn't white!
The cameras fade to black as Jean Claude continues to berate Pierre about waving a white flag as the French Natioanl Flag.
Jean Claude: We are trying to figure out zis American holiday. Zis... Thanksgiving.
Pierre: Yes. Why would your country celebrate zee annihilation of an indigenous race of people with zee eating of a turkey and some pumpkin pie?
Jean Claude nods his head in agreement.
Jean Claude: We don't agree on much, my elite soldier friend, but zis much we can agree on. It makes about as much sense as zee match that zis UCW has us in at zare upcoming television show. It's enough to make even zee toughest French Commando scratch his head...
Pierre scratches his head and smiles. Jean Claude looks over at him with a mischievious grin.
Jean Claude: It's enough to make even zee dumbest French Commando scratch his head as well.
Pierre pouts. His bottom lip sticks out a little and starts to quiver.
Jean Claude: Come now, dear brother. We are zee French Commandos. We are zee elite fighting man in modern society. We are zee premier tag team in UCW and zee entire wrestling community. There is no need for zee crying and zee sadness.
Pierre tries to brighten his spirits and straighten up. Jean Claude looks over at the camera and rolls his eyes, not realizing how ridiculous he looks with the purple urban camo helmet on his head.
Jean Claude: I guess we should be thankful that zee number one person in UCW decided to make zis match. Zee French Commandos can look even better than usual at the expense of arguably zee two hottest single wrestlers in zee company.
Pierre looks confused.
Pierre: But I thought you told us zat we were not homosexual...
Jean Claude: I am talking about zee position of zee two wrestlers in zee company, Pierre. Why must you interrupt me.
Pierre looks down at the ground.
Jean Claude: As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted by my rough and rugged friend, we should be thankful for zis opportunity. In zee end, it is no concern to us how successful zee two of them are, were, or will be. Zee fact of zee matter is that when Revolution is upon us, zee French Commandos will get zee acclaim that they deserve all while watching the two top wrestlers in UCW rip each others throats out.
Pierre! Wave zee flag!
Pierre seemingly pulls a huge white flag out of nowehere and starts waving it wildly with a huge smile on his face, obviously happy. Jean Claude looks pissed.
Jean Claude: I don't know how many times I've had to tell you that zee French flag isn't white!
The cameras fade to black as Jean Claude continues to berate Pierre about waving a white flag as the French Natioanl Flag.
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(FADEIN: The First sitting in a graveyard in downtown Salem.)
THE FIRST: "Oh, how odd it is, my great enemy...My great friend...One in the same...I must extend my arm in loyality to he who seeks to break it...Must put my neck on the line for he who wants to choke it...Must risk myself for a man who seeks my ruin...Funny that...
Oh he must do the same, but he knows I am one with true honor...One who will not sway from a cause...One who does what he must...I declared Irishred the winner when he defeated Jonathan Marx...Raised his hand and everything...So for you Mr. Cruise...I shall fight through hell itself...
Our opponents are meaningless, they can not win unless we falter, this much is certain...I will not falter, so the ball is in your court...
Will you achive victory with me, proving yourself worthy of glory and my belt, or will you betray me, as a typical craven coward?
I will even allow you to score the pin or secure the tap out...I shall make this night your night, all about you...Whatever glory you wish to gain from it...Is up to you...
Good luck Mr. Cruise.
(FADEOUT)
THE FIRST: "Oh, how odd it is, my great enemy...My great friend...One in the same...I must extend my arm in loyality to he who seeks to break it...Must put my neck on the line for he who wants to choke it...Must risk myself for a man who seeks my ruin...Funny that...
Oh he must do the same, but he knows I am one with true honor...One who will not sway from a cause...One who does what he must...I declared Irishred the winner when he defeated Jonathan Marx...Raised his hand and everything...So for you Mr. Cruise...I shall fight through hell itself...
Our opponents are meaningless, they can not win unless we falter, this much is certain...I will not falter, so the ball is in your court...
Will you achive victory with me, proving yourself worthy of glory and my belt, or will you betray me, as a typical craven coward?
I will even allow you to score the pin or secure the tap out...I shall make this night your night, all about you...Whatever glory you wish to gain from it...Is up to you...
Good luck Mr. Cruise.
(FADEOUT)
T
TheFrench
Guest
Jean Claude and Pierre, the two very manly men known to the wrestling world as the French Commandos, are decked out in their purple urban camo bikini wrestling tights and playing a game of badminton. As if the mental image of that doesn't make you want to hurl enough, Jean Claude has a "wardrobe malfunction" similar to the William Regal pay-per-view incident in recent memory. He quickly adjusts himself, but Pierre has seen the whole thing and is laughing rather hysterically. This doesn't make the alpha male of the group, Jean Claude, very happy at all.
Jean Claude: Shut zee hell up, Pierre. You know how zee tights ride in my crotch when I play zee badminton.
Pierre face has started turning red. It is unknown whether this is because he is embarrassed he witness Jean Claude's junk or for other strange reasons that we don't need to mention on a family television program (did I just say family program after we just saw this Frenchman's junk?).
Jean Claude: Sometimes I worry about you, my brother-in-arms.
Pierre breaks into tears at this point and runs away. Jean Claude then looks at the camera, but seems to be talking to nobody in particular...
Jean Claude: I really do worry about my friend. When we joined zee world's elite fighting force, zee French Commandos, years ago he didn't fare so well. He was skinny and not much of a fighter in zose days. Some of the larger, more tatooed and tough French soldiers separated us and spent a lot of one-on-one time with him.
He has never wanted to talk zee early days. I have not prodded him for an answer.
Jean Claude suddenly looks uncomfortable after mentioning "prodding".
Jean Claude: Maybe zis is something we can talk about later. Now I want to talk about our first match in zee United States. Both men have such animosity. Zay are zee epitome of excellence in singles competition, and yet zay suffer when teamed together. I think it is safe to say that zis match will be in our favor.
With that being said, I think we can move on to what I have been thinking about since zee first time zee French Commandos thought of bringing our skills to zee American people, and that is a Tag team Title. Ultimate Championship Wrestling doesn't have one. We need one in order to consider staying.
Any of you who feel the need to be a tag team, please come forward! I implore zee whole lot of you. Make zee tag team division one of glory and honor, with zee French Commandos as champions, of course.
Come one and all! Let zee French Commandos show you what zee French are capable of!
At this, the camera zooms in over Jean Claude's right shoulder. A white flag is being raised on a pole in the distance right outside of the sports complex in which he and Pierre are playing badminton. As the camera zooms closer and closer it reveals Pierre, tears in his eyes" frantically trying to raise the white flag.
Fade to Black.
Jean Claude: Shut zee hell up, Pierre. You know how zee tights ride in my crotch when I play zee badminton.
Pierre face has started turning red. It is unknown whether this is because he is embarrassed he witness Jean Claude's junk or for other strange reasons that we don't need to mention on a family television program (did I just say family program after we just saw this Frenchman's junk?).
Jean Claude: Sometimes I worry about you, my brother-in-arms.
Pierre breaks into tears at this point and runs away. Jean Claude then looks at the camera, but seems to be talking to nobody in particular...
Jean Claude: I really do worry about my friend. When we joined zee world's elite fighting force, zee French Commandos, years ago he didn't fare so well. He was skinny and not much of a fighter in zose days. Some of the larger, more tatooed and tough French soldiers separated us and spent a lot of one-on-one time with him.
He has never wanted to talk zee early days. I have not prodded him for an answer.
Jean Claude suddenly looks uncomfortable after mentioning "prodding".
Jean Claude: Maybe zis is something we can talk about later. Now I want to talk about our first match in zee United States. Both men have such animosity. Zay are zee epitome of excellence in singles competition, and yet zay suffer when teamed together. I think it is safe to say that zis match will be in our favor.
With that being said, I think we can move on to what I have been thinking about since zee first time zee French Commandos thought of bringing our skills to zee American people, and that is a Tag team Title. Ultimate Championship Wrestling doesn't have one. We need one in order to consider staying.
Any of you who feel the need to be a tag team, please come forward! I implore zee whole lot of you. Make zee tag team division one of glory and honor, with zee French Commandos as champions, of course.
Come one and all! Let zee French Commandos show you what zee French are capable of!
At this, the camera zooms in over Jean Claude's right shoulder. A white flag is being raised on a pole in the distance right outside of the sports complex in which he and Pierre are playing badminton. As the camera zooms closer and closer it reveals Pierre, tears in his eyes" frantically trying to raise the white flag.
Fade to Black.