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Fallon

07-01-2002, 03:34 PM

Continued from:
http://www.ronfez.net/messageboard/viewmessages.cfm?Forum=66&Topic=14827

Cole: Earlier tonight RFMark made some brash statements about the Boston Red Sox, wait what is this Tazz?

Tazz: It looks like they are putting RFMark in a ambulance after the beating he got from Jobberific tonight.

Cole: Looks who's driving it's.. it's.. IT'S FALLON!!!

RFMark you son of a bitch, why are you wearing a Piazza jersey? Do you plan on joining Billy and Chuck or the Rainbow Express?

Tazz: Low blow!

Cole: The Boston fans are going crazy and chanting Fallon's name!!!

Tazz: Fallon is driving away with RFMark locked inside! Where the hell is he taking him?!

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This message was edited by WWFallon on 7-1-02 @ 7:38 PM

PanterA

07-01-2002, 08:16 PM

Cole: "Well Tazz I don't know what Fallon has in mind with RFM in the back of that ambulance."

Tazz: "I wouldnt want to be in RFM's shoes right now Cole, I'll tell you that. Those Boston Fans can be mental."

[PanterA - Fuckin Hostile plays over the speakers]

Cole: "Wait a minute Tazz, PanterA seems to be making his way down the ring."

::PanterA walks down the isle with a brief case::

Tazz: "This man is scary Cole, Did you see that vicious kick he gave to Jobberific last week?"

Cole: "Don't forget the tremendous chair shot to the skull of RFM for apparently no reason."

PanterA: "CUT MY MUSIC!"

[Music stops]

PanterA: "It's been a LONG TIME coming! The Federation that I INVENTED has returned!"

*Huge Pop*

PanterA: "I sat behind the scenes DYING to revitalize my multi million dollar corporation and when the opportunity arose I GRABBED IT!"

Tazz: "Look at the intensity in his eyes Cole. This man wants more then just the return of his federation."

PanterA: "When I put my foot in the face of Jobberific I felt the electricity run through my veins. I felt the aggression leave my body through the sole of my shoe....and let me tell you....it felt good!"

[Crowd chants ASSHOLE]

Cole: "Well Tazz you can hear the crowds thoughts on what PanterA has to say."

Tazz: "The crowd is a bunch of idiots if you ask me Cole. This man is deviant and pure evil, and I love it!"

PanterA: "Yeah it felt gooood! And I wanted MORE! So you know what I did? Of course you do...you saw it."

[ASSHOLE ASSHOLE ASSHOLE]

PanterA: "I picked up that chair and I SMASHED it into the face of RFW champion RFMark."

[BOOOOO!!!!!!]

PanterA: "The sound of steel hitting human flesh is a sound of pure beauty. The vision of that first stream of blood exiting a mans body, is almost invigorating! The grunts the human body makes as he goes in and out of consciousness are so glorious...I wish they were the sounds you hear when you put a sea shell to your ear."

Cole: "This man is sick!"

PanterA: "Now I know my partner has big plans for RFMark tonight. I might not agree with him on his choice of sports but I do agree with the INTENSE DESTRUCTION he is capable of, and if I know Fallon...RFMark will no longer be able to move let alone defend his title."

[BOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!]

Cole: "They plan on crippling the champion Tazz. This is sick!"

Tazz: "No no Cole, it's pure genius."

PanterA: "So, with that being said...I would like to use my powers as OWNER OF RFW to introduce to you...the NEW RFW UNDISPUTED WORLD CHAMPION...."

Cole: "What is going on? Can he do this?"

PanterA: "PANTERA!!!!!!!!"

[PanterA - Fuckin Hostile plays over the speakers]

::PanterA opens the briefcase and takes out the NEW RFW Undisputed Belt, and raises it over his head!::

Cole: "This cant be happening Tazz. PanterA just screwed RFMark out of his title and not only does he not know it yet...he's still in the back of that ambulance with Fallon driving! What is going on here!?!?"

Tazz: "I don't know Cole, but this is getting interesting if you ask me!"

{Commercials}

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This message was edited by PanterA on 7-2-02 @ 12:31 AM

hatetreehighway

07-02-2002, 09:14 AM

RIP-HATETREEHIGHWAY!!!!!!!!!!

where the love meets the hate.
the rollercoaster ride you've been waiting for. this ain't your muthers hallmark cards.... no roses are red hear... shall we begin

This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-17-02 @ 4:51 PM

RF Godfather

07-03-2002, 07:00 AM

[A bloodied and unconscious RonFez Mark is still restained on the stretcher in the back of the speeding ambulance driven by WWFallon. The camera zooms in on RonFez Mark who begins to blink slowly and then wake up.]

Micheal Cole: RFM is awake but is unaware of what just happened! Where is Fallon taking him, Tazz?!?

Tazz: How would I know, MC? *stares back at Cole* I'm not part of the mWo.

[RFM visibly shaken from what has just occurred notices his hands and legs are restrained. He tries to break free and after a few good old college tries, he freed one of his arms. He begins undoing the straps that bind as the crowd gasps.]

Michael Cole: What is he? Houdini? David Copperfield?

Tazz: How the hell?!? *slams the announcer's table*

[RFM gets up and motions the camera towards him.]

RFM: *soft, low voice* What am I doing in an ambulance? And who is driving like a madman? Let's find out. *creeps slowly to the front of the moving vehicle and pulls the curtain a tad* It's FALLON! Should have known! The mWo must have something planned! This ain't happening! I'm getting my tail out of this setup!

[RFM continues to see where they are headed in a low manner and the ambulance stops abruptly.]

Michael Cole: What the... It's hatetreehighway with a "I Heart the Underground!" poorly made t-shirt standing in front of the ambulance! So that is why it stopped! Why is that yahoo there?!?

RFM: Now... I have an opening! *kicks open the doors in the back of the ambulette and runs out*

[RFM holds his wrists and starts walking the empty streets. He looks back, as hatetreehighway moves aside for the ambulette so it can pass and then jumps on it from behind not knowing RFM has departed.]

RFM: What's that...? *points to a bar*

[He sees a busy bar with people coming in and out and a white stretch limo is waiting on the curb. He decides to enter as people notices who he is, shakes his hand while others with Boston Red Sox regalia look at him with disdain. As he enters "THE POUR HOUSE" all the televisions are on RFW Smackdown! The female bartender with a bar towel on her shoulder yells something at RFM.]

Bartender: Hey sweetie! RFW FORMER Undisputed World Champion RonFez Mark, over here! Are you ok?

RFM: *moves toward an empty bar stool and looks at her with a questionable look* What do you mean FORMER? *holds head as blood continues to cascade*

Bartender: You really don't know what happened, do you?

RFM: All I can remember was that I formed the Underground and was waiting for a response from anyone in the back and the next thing I know I'm in the back of some ambulance with mWo's Fallon!

Drunk Boston Native with Red Sox jersey: YOU f***-ING SUCK FOR BAD MOUTHING BOSTON and OUR SOX! GO SOX... gak, gak, gak! You... you... *wobbles toward RFM and throws beer on him as a noticeable quiet falls over the crowd*

RFM: To steal a line from my good friend, Booker T with a little tweak... tell me you didn't just do that... TELL ME YOU DIDN'T JUST... THEM FIGHTING WORDS!

[RFM gets off his stool, looks at his Piazza jersey and pardons himself to the bartender.]

RFM: One moment please, beautiful! *winks in her direction*

[As the drunken Boston Native tries to flee, RFM grabs him by his jersey, swings him around, grabs his beer mug and cracks it over his head, then delivers his version of the Ace Cutter/Diamond Cutter onto the hard marble floor. He dusts himself off and returns to his stool and makes a 180 turn to the crowded bar.]

RFM: *in a loud voice* ANYBODY ELSE WANTS A PIECE?!? I'VE HAD A ROUGH DAY, dammit! *it gets quiet* THANK YOU! *back to normal tone and looks at the lovely bartender* So can you give me a little 411 while I was out?

Bartender: *whispers to RFM* Between you and me, before I say anything I am a New Yorker myself, just work here and these Boston fans can get a little rowdy. Thanks for putting them back in their place. *back to normal tone* So here is what happened...

[Commercial Break]

Mi

PanterA

07-03-2002, 09:37 AM

[PanterA - Fucking Hostile blasts threw the arena]

::PanterA walks out with the New Undisputed Title around his waist. PanterA stops at the top of the stage::

PanterA: "CUT MY MUSIC!!"

[ASSHOLE ASSHOLE ASSHOLE]

::PanterA looks at the crowd::

PanterA: "HATE ME!! That's exactly what I want from you animals!! HATE ME!! HATE ME!!"

[Crowd ALL TOGETHER ASSHOLE ASSHOLE ASSHOLE]

::PanterA turns his head a looks at RFM standing in the ring, with his shirt filled with blood. PanterA evily grins::

PanterA: "Well well well...if it isnt the old washed up Champion RFMark"

[huge pop]

PanterA: "So what makes you think you can just walk into MY ARENA, use MY Microphones, and take up MY AIRTIME?!?"

[ASSHOLE chants start up again]

::RFM is tawnting Pantera in the ring, motioning for PanterA to get in the ring::

Tazz: "PanterA's got a point Cole, he is paying for all this."

Cole: "Stop kissing ass Tazz."

Tazz: "If you werent such a pussy and had a no wrestling clause in your contract i would have beaten you to an inch of your life by now Cole! Now if you'll excuse me I've got a favor to take care of."

::Tazz puts down his headphones and slowly creeps his way into the ring behind RFM::

Cole: "Where does he think he's going?"

PanterA: "You're a nothing in this business Mark. There is NOWAY you'll EVER get a title shot again!"

[HUGE BOO'S]

PanterA: "You're out of your league RFM...infact you're seconds away from the biggest beating in your professional career!"

::RFM laughs and again taunts PanterA into making his way into the ring.::

[Crowd starts to go crazy]

::PanterA slowly and arogantly makes his way down the ramp. RFM rips off his shirt preparing to beat the hell out of PanterA::

[Crowd goes nuts trying to get the attention of RFM]

::Tazz finaly has creeped his way right behind RFM::

Cole: "TAZZMISSION! TAZZMISSION! TAZZ HAS THE TAZZMISSION LOCKED IN ON RFMark!"

::RFM starts to black out. As PanterA now rushes the ring.::

PanterA: "DONT YOU EVER CALL ME OUT!!! YOU WILL RESPECT ME AND THE AUTHORITY OF MY FEDERATION!!"

::RFM still in the Tazzmission and going in and out of contousness musters up the strenght to spit in the face of PanterA::

Cole: "I cant believe this is happening on the debute of RFW!"

::PanterA gives and evil grin as he wipes the spit from his face. PanterA takes the new undisputed title from around his waist, pulls back, and drives it right into the skull of RFM who is STILL in the Tazzmission::

PanterA: "How do like that Mark! Tazz...TAKE HIM OUT!"

::Tazz straightens himself out and drives RFM's neck into the mat with a hellatous Tazzmission plex::

Cole: "THE TAZZMISSION SUPLEX...THAT MOVE IS ILLEGEAL!!! come on! somebody has to stop this!"

::Tazz and PanterA start to put the boots to RFM as ever single ref comes rushing the ring trying to pull both men away from the bloody and battered RFMark.::

[PanterA - Fucking Hostile blasts threw the arena as PanterA and Tazz make there way up the ramp, hi-5ing and patting each other on the back]

Cole: "That was the sickest thing i've seen in a long time! I wouldnt be suprised if RFMarks neck is broken!"

{Cameras fade out and go into commercials as they show RFM bloodied and convulsing in the ring}

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hatetreehighway

07-03-2002, 01:07 PM

rip HATETREEHIGHWAY

This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-17-02 @ 4:53 PM

Tazz

07-03-2002, 04:24 PM

::PanterA and Tazz are in the back sharing a laugh::

Tazz: "That was so much easier than I thought."

PanterA: "Did you ever have a doubt?"

Tazz: "One less chump we have to worry about for a while."

::Teri runs in looking for the scoop::

Teri: "What was that? Tazz, can you explain this?"

::PanterA grabs the mic::

PanterA: "What you just saw was the induction of a possible member of the mWo. This man for too long has been forced to sit at the announce table. This man is the Intercontinental Champion. Did everyone forget?"

::PanterA opens a briefcase and removes a belt.::

PanterA: "Tazz, I proudly present you with the brand new RFW Intercontinental Championship belt."

::Tazz takes the belt and wraps it around his waist::

Tazz: "Thank you sir. For far too long, I have been seen as an announcer, as a chump. God damn it, I am the IC champion. I will be respected. Tonight, I proved that RFM is no challenge to me. Therefore, I challenge anyone who thinks they are tough enough to get in the ring with me. I'm looking at you Jobberific. Give me a try. Because I'm Tazz, the RFW Intercontinental Champion, and you cannot beat me!!! I will destroy all in my path, because the mWo will reign supreme."

::PanterA looks agitated::

PanterA: "You are not actually a member yet, but keep it up, and you will be. You are living a probationary period."

Tazz (Looking annoyed): "Whatever it takes."

PanterA: "Let's get out of here."

::The two walk down the hall and enter the mWo locker room.::

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Fallon

07-03-2002, 08:30 PM

*Al Snow comes down to ringside to replace Tazz*

Cole: Hey Al look it's Fallon! Where the hell is he?

Al: Not sure, but he just put down his cell phone and looks pissed!

Fallon stops the ambulance and gets out, he quicly opens the back doors and see's hate tree sitting in the back.

You son of a bitch GET OUT OF HERE!

Cole: Fallon just threw hate tree out of the ambulance and hit him in the head with a lead pipe and is driving off!

(commercial)

Al: Hey look who just arrived back in the arena, it's Fallon.

Cole: Lets see if Terri can get a word in.

Terri: Fallon why are you back in the area.

Fallon doesn't say a thing and feels her up. Then continues to walk.

Cole: That sick fuck!

Al: It looks like he's heading to the mWo locker room.

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RF Godfather

07-05-2002, 08:43 AM

[RonFez Mark is seen back in the trainer's room getting stitched up after the vile assault he recieved from Tazz and RFW's owner PanterA. RFM is obviously agitated by this and screams violently as the blood continues to fall like hail over a grey, cloudfilled skyline.]

Al Snow: Cole, could you blame him for being a little angry? If I were him, I would forget the stitches and go after the mWo for that Pearl Harbor assault!

Michael Cole: That would be a suicide mission, Snow! Do you even know what you are saying, man? He doesn't even have any backup since the RFW disbanded a while back.

Al Snow: You are asking me if this is the sane move to do? Remember, me *points to self* I was, at one time, brandishing a severed woman's head in the air and listening to the voices in my head. Sane? Don't make me laugh.

Michael Cole: Good point.

[RonFez Mark looks around the small room and knocks over the trainer trying to help him.]

RFM: You know what?!? Right now... I want a little retribution for what the Mod World Order has just done to me and all of my LEGACY legion. So what if I'm still bleeding profusely and not thinking things out right now! Vengeance will be MINE! This night is not over by a longshot fans. *pause to take a breath* Hey whatever your name is, give me your cellphone. *trainer points to self*

Trainer: *looks around and points to self* ME?

RFM: *angrily* Is there anyone else here, smart ass?

Trainer: *tosses him the cell* I don't have free nights and weekends!

RFM: Send me the bill, k? *He nods gladly as RFM dials a number and the audience is able to hear only a one-sided conversation* Yeah.... everything set.... good... good... WHAT? OK, that will do... till then... *clicks off the cell and hands it back* Excuse me sir. Sorry for being rude but right now I need to pay a little visit to the mWo lockerroom. Good day.

[He acts as if nothing happened and walks out of the trainer's room.]

Michael Cole: It looks like you are getting your wish Al.

Al Snow: Hey I suggested it. At least I'm not in the line of fire this time.

**COMMERCIAL BREAK**

[RFM is seen standing by the mWo lockerroom door and sees a mirror nearby in the empty hallway. He looks into it and fixes his hair as the blood continues to cloud his vision. He takes a deep breath and gracefully knocks on the door.]

RFM: *looks into the camera* This will be a fun exchange. Enjoy. *half-smirk*

[Fallon opens the door and fiercely glares at RFM.]

RFM: Hey there Fallon. *extends hand but no acceptance from Fallon* Sorry about REUNing your plans with me in your little Ambulance of Death. Anyway, I just want to have a dialogue with the Mod World Order for a little while. I want to work things out. I know that if I want to be a fully functioning member of the RFW, I need to get along with management. *toothy smiles*

[Fallon opens the door wide and allows him into their mWo lockerroom. He scans the room and sees a luxurious black leather sofa and matching one seater, a monitor, a few lockers with mWo shirts hanging off the racks, a lead pipe nearby, a private bathroom and a glass table filled with appetizers, wine, glasses and the new World Title and IC Title in plain view. The collective mWo sits on the black sofa as RFM sits on the one seater facing the powerful faction.]

RFM: Could I get an appetizer? I'm quite famished after the beatings I have received from you three?

[PanterA motions ok and looks at the other two members as RFM gets a little caviar on a choice cracker and relishes it.]

RFM: Do you mind if I have a little wine? I'm really thirsty.

[PanterA again agrees on the request.]

RFM: Very good. I need some of this in my lockerroom. Anyway, I just want to make a little peace with the mWo. You all overheard my intentions and I want to work for the betterment of the RFW. That's all. I didn't deserve the belt anymore, anyway. I held it for close to a year. Hey, where's Coda, ummm JustJon? Shouldn't he be a part of th

PanterA

07-05-2002, 09:04 AM

::PanterA still bleeding and laying on the floor. you can hear the grunts and moans of the other members of MWO::

PanterA: [straining to get back on his feet] "MARK!!!" [falls back onto the couch] "MARK!!" [takes a deep breath] "MY BELT!!" [crawls around on the floor looking for his championship belt] "I'LL KILL HIM!!" [finally gets back to his feet] "MARK, you've gone too far!" [hold his head to try to stop the bleeding] "THE WAR HAS STARTED!! THIS COMING RAW.....YOU WILL REGRET EVER ENTERING THIS BUILDING!!" [kicks the table with the food and throws the TV monitor across the room] "AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!" [falls back to the floor from being lite headed from all the blood loss] "you...will...pay!"

{SMACKDOWN! ENDS}

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hatetreehighway

07-05-2002, 11:22 AM

RIP HIGHWAY ........................[quote]DON'T HATE THE HIGHWAY HATE THE M.O.D......

where the love meets the hate.
the rollercoaster ride you've been waiting for. this ain't your muthers hallmark cards.... no roses are red hear... shall we begin

This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-17-02 @ 4:56 PM

Jobberific

07-07-2002, 12:07 PM

[The pyro explodes to start off raw]

J.R: Good evening folks and welcome to what promises to be a very interesting Raw! The war between RonFezMark and the mWo is at a boling point and we have yet to hear from Jobberific about the challenge from Tazz. Hold on to your seats folks, cause its gonna be a slobberknocker!

King: Puppies! PUPPIES!!!

J.R: What are you talking about? Theres nobody in the ring yet!

King: PUPPIES JR PUPPIES!!!!

[Godsmacks "I stand alone" blares over the loud speaker and the crowd erupts as Jobberific makes his way to the ring]

J.R. - Its Jobberific King!! It looks like business is about to pick up.

King: PUPPIES!!

J.R.: What are you talking about? He doesn't have puppies!

King: Puppies!!!!

Jobberific: TAZZ!!!!! Get out to this ring rigfht now!!!

[Jobberific waits as Pantera come up on the RFWtron]

Pantera: Tazz will do no such thing. I run this company not you!

Jobberific: Oh, well since you put it that way.

[Jobberific drops the mic, and rolls out of the ring, walking up the ramp with a purpose]

J.R.: Wheres the hell is he going king?!

King: Puppies!!!!

[J.R. Shakes his head. Jobberific walks through the curtains.]

Pantera[still on the RFWtron] - Good, and let this be a lesson to all you jabronis in the back. I'M IN CHARGE!! This my company god damn in it!! And I will not...

[The door to Panteras office kicks open and Jobberific bursts through, attacking Pantera]

J.R.:Oh my god, Jobberific!!! Its beating Pantera like a government mule!!

[Jobberific bounces Pantera around the office, throwing him into walls and slamming his head against the table]

Jobberific: I'll try this again. I WANT TAZZ!!!!

Pantera: Ok, ok.

Jobberific: And I want it No DQ. I want eveything I do to him to be nice and legal.

Pantera: What?

Jobberific: What, do I look like Stone Cold?!

[Smack!!!]

Jobberific: I said I want no DQ!!!

Pantera: Ok, fine. You want no DQ, you got it!!

[Jobberific storms out of the office as the fans cheer.]

J.R.: Tonight, Jobberific, Tazz, no disqualifications, folks you are not gonna want to miss this!

King: Puppies!!!

J.R.:You really are a retard, you know that?

[Commericial break]

"DANCE MONKEYS!!!! DANCE FOR OUR PLEASURE!!!"

PanterA

07-08-2002, 03:18 PM

[Back from commercials]

Ross: "King this was the scene as we opened up Raw here tonight"

::Replay of Jobberific beating PanterA::

Ross: "As you can see folk Jobberific stormed the bosses office and beat the living daylights out of him. Now this is what happened during commercials"

------------------------------------------------------------------------

::PanterA is throwing things in his office::

PanterA: "GOD DAMN IT!! HOW THE FUCK DID HE GET IN HERE!!"

::Fallon and Tazz enter the office. Fallon ducks under a flying water bottle::

PanterA: "WHERE WERE YOU GUYS!!"

Tazz: "We were getting you coffee...what happe.."

::Tazz holds out a cup of coffee. PanterA slaps it out of his hands::

Tazz: "ahh that burns"

PanterA: "WHAT HAPPENED?!! WHAT HAPPENED!?! THAT LOW LIFE PIECE OF CRAP JOBBERIFIC JUST BARGED INTO MY OFFICE WITH 5 GUYS AND ATTACKED ME FROM BEHIND!!"

Fallon: "5 guys? there's 5 guys in RFW?"

PanterA: "SHUT UP! WELL IT'S OBVIOUS I CANT COUNT ON YOU 2 TO BE HERE...I'm going to make a phone call. Fallon, I want to know when RFMark gets into the building. Make sure you know where he is at any moment."

Fallon: "Should i beat his skull in?"

PanterA: "No...just make sure i know when he gets in."

Fallon: [disappointed] "alll right..."

::Fallon leaves the office::

Tazz: "What about me?"

PanterA: "Suit up, you have a no DQ match with Jobberific."

Tazz: "WHAT!!"

PanterA: "Relax, i have an idea."

{Camera's fade out to PanterA making a phone call on his cell phone}

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hatetreehighway

07-09-2002, 09:48 AM

HIGHWAY IS NOW A PARKWAY!!!!!

This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-17-02 @ 4:58 PM

RF Godfather

07-10-2002, 05:26 AM

[RonFez Mark is seen exiting his black stretch limosine into the arena. The chauffeur walks to the back and hands him his carry-on luggage (the luggage with the wheels, not sure of the name). RFM looks back into the open backdoor of the spacious limo.]

RFM: My Mystery Woman of the LEGACY... I think we should keep you away from the action tonight. Just tonight. Go back to the headquarters and work on that little deal of ours. *a hand emerges from the door and he kisses it* I think our other stablemate has arrived earlier today and is waiting in our lockerroom... hmmmm. Wait... hold onto the NEW RFW World Title.... I smell something fishy going down. Take care.

[RFM slams the door and the limo leaves the parking lot of the arena as the crowd pops. Fallon is visible in the foreground and automatically gets on his cellphone. RFM drags his luggage behind and walks proudly into the backstage area.]

Jim Ross: It looks like business is about to pick up, King! RFM is in the building and Fallon has apparently alerted PanterA on his arrival! RAW is gettin' very interesting!

Jerry Lawler: This is gonna be fun, JR! I think I need popcorn!

COMMERCIAL BREAK

[Now, RFM is enjoying a Diet Pepsi One outside his respective LEGACY lockerroom.]

Jim Ross: What is RonFez Mark doing in the hallway... unsupervised no less? What does he have planned?

Jerry Lawler: Good question. He wants a beating!

[Terri Runnels wearing a tight red sequenced dress as always, with mic in hand turns the corner and approaches RFM for an interview.]

Terri Runnels: *taps RFM on his right shoulder* Hey there Mark! Can I ask you a burning question that has been on the minds of your LEGACY legion?

[RFM raises his hand for her to stop the yapping as the fans start chanting his name passionately.]

Jim Ross: Do you hear the thunderous pop he gets? He's arguably the most popular sports-entertainer walking today!

[Then, RFM takes a quick sip from his beverage of choice. He raises his sunglasses a bit and checks out Terri.]

RFM: I have a tiny question for you... *points to Terri* Well it ain't tiny, lol. *winks at the camera* Hey Terri, are you feeling a bit chilly?

Terri Runnels: *puzzled look as she twirls her blonde curls* Heavens, why do you ask?

[The camera zooms in on her chest and RFM goes into view as he smiles.]

RFM: Ummm.... no comment. *laughs heartily* OK, now that we had our little fun, what is that BURNING question you speak of?

Terri Runnels: *blushes* Where was I? *snaps fingers trying to remember* Oh yeah, what kind of revenge do you expect the Mod World Order has in store for you and your LEGACY?

RFM: Don't make me laugh! Like I'm afraid of that faction... thinking they can control US... they have lost their minds! And I have the ultimate sign of control... the BRAND SPANKING NEW RFW World Title! And no I did not steal it, if you think... I just got back what is rightfully mine! You know the old adage... steal from the RICH... and give... to the LEGACY! *big pop*

[A loud thumping noise and laughing is audible in the LEGACY lockerroom.]

Terri Runnels: What's that noise?

RFM: What noise? *begins to sweat as he tries to change the subject* As I was saying... THE LEGACY is not afraid of what the mWO has in store for us. We have checked all our bases and are prepared for this war! Forget the Nation, The Ministry, The Truth Commission, the Boriquas, The Corporation, the 4 Horsemen, the nWo, DX, the Kliq, the mWo.... the LEGACY is the wave of the future for the RFW! Get on... or get ready to get bowled over! Never underestimate the power that is... THE LEGACY!

[A noticeable sound of something breaking inside the lockerroom.]

Terri Runnels: Again... a noise? Who is in there? Is that the mystery man of your stable that you mentioned when you arrived?

[RFM puts his whole body over the door and grabs the mic.]

RFM: Nobody is in THIS lockerroom... I think you are hearing things! Next question, PLEASE!

Jim Ross: What

hatetreehighway

07-10-2002, 10:43 AM

{BACK FROM COMMERCIAL BREAK} GARCIA: {BACKSTAGE} standing over H-T-H. as he climbs to his feet for his close up. the warning to all as he peels off the legacy tee from his face with blood dripping out of his ears. and you here in a deep low voice YOUR ALL GOING TO BURN IN MY DARKNESS IN THE DAYLIGHT. the pits of your stomachs will swim in acid.
ThE evil i will thrust will be swift quick and painful....
{POOF} HTH vanishes in to a cloud of smoke.. .over the pa system plays highway to hell..
with a demon like voice...
LEGACY YOU ALL WILL PAY THE PRICE AND YOU WILL NEVER FORGET THE NAME "HHHHHIGHWAY"

JR: what do you make of that king?
KING: i don't know but anything can happen on wwe raw is war..
JR: WAIT,THERES A SCUFFLE BACKSTAGE...... THERES A KNOCK AT PANTERA'S DOOR BUT NO ONES THERE???????????????

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[/quote]H-T-H... THE NEW GAME IN TOWN...............

I just want to congratulate HTH on his first good post in this game. Hey man keep it up and we can have some fun!!

This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-12-02 @ 4:11 PM

PanterA

07-11-2002, 07:04 AM

{Back from commercials}

JR: Well folks before the commercials we saw a new side to HateTreeHighway. He was livid after the attack he recieved from RFM. He was so mad he stormed PanterAs locker room in hopes to contract a fight with RFM.

King: Yeah but watch this dingbat. Here he is banging on the door to PanterA's office...but but look....THAT'S THE MENS ROOM! hahahaha That idiot was banging on the mens room door the whole time.

JR: Yeah well the kids not all there, but if he puts his wits together he might be a competitor in this federation.

King: HA! I wonder if he can even find the ring JR.

JR: Well anyway folks, where we last left you RFM and the newest member of The Legacy, Dark Hippie were on there way to PanterA's office, on request by PanterA.

King: If that doesnt reek of suspision i dont know what will.

JR: wait King, I'm getting reports now that RFM and Dark Hippie are about to get to PanterA's office. We'll have that after these commercials

{commercial Break}

(Hey I'm at work right now, i'll have the rest of this up by tonight)

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JustJon

07-11-2002, 10:43 AM

As we return from commercial, the following image appears...

<img src="http://www.chaoticconcepts.com/coda/coda-day1.gif">

Then we return to Raw...

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hatetreehighway

07-12-2002, 12:27 PM

EVERYBODY HAS A PRICE FOR THE MILLION DOLLAR HIGHWAY. PLAYS OVER THE INTERCOM..{BACK FROM THE BREAK}.. AS DH ENTERS PANTS OFFICE. jusjon smoke screen is none other then the man that will reek havic over the whole freakin federation. thers a flush of a toliet. highway has just wiped his ass with rfm title belt and fluished panteras squeeze down to the deps of hell's highway. 
jr: what the hell is going on is he really from the darkside? king: he's a freak in sheeps clothing.. i would watch my back... but the show must go on.. im not scared but we should be careful........ jr: dh on the phone backstage with somebody... but who????? PANTERA CAN YA LEAVE MY THREADS ALONE. WOW I IMPRESSED YOU I THINK IM WORTH SOMETHING.. IM SPECIAL DARN IT IM HAPPY GO LUCKY.. AND DAMN PEOPLE LIKE ME NOW.. TY KEY HOLDER...................... 

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DarkHippie

07-12-2002, 05:54 PM

(return from commercial as darkhippie is hanging up his phone. rf mark is next to him, the veins on his neck bulging in anger)
rfm:i'm gonna break that little bastard in two!
dh: (holding up his hands)chill out, man. You got things to do. you go take care of Pant-sy, I'll handle the Porcelan Pirate over there.
Jerry the King: Porcelan Pirate! looks like he buried his booty on the RFW belt!
rfm: (growling) fine, I'm trusting you. (snickers) I'd rather beat down someone worth it anyway . . . hey, hippie, who were you on the phone with anyway?
dh: let's just say, Pop-eye needs his spinach, I need a . . . different plant. (flashes a peace sign and walks away, while rfmark shakes his head and grins)
Jim Ross: That man is a bad influnece in Sports entertainment.
King: how do you know what he's talking about?
JR: um . .er . . i have a pretty good idea
(continued in next post)

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DarkHippie

07-12-2002, 05:56 PM

(the lights go down on the crowd, to dead silence, then the blaring sound of Pink floyd's "young lust." darkhippie appears beneath the titantron in a blaze of purple lightsand a huge pop.
resting comfortably on his shoulder is a 3 foot long paper-wrapped object twisted off at the end.)
JR: oh what is that on his shoulder?
king: (laughs) i guess that's his spinach.

(DH walks down to the ring and quickly grabs a mike)
dh: alright, you all know why I'm down here. You've been watching the whole thing in lovely technicolor. So why don't we just cut the crap, and get mr. "greenapple splatters" out here.
JR: i think he's talking about hatetreehighway
king: of course he is. you just don't understand "hippiespeak"
JR: they didn't offer that at Soonerville
Dh: come on, highway! or did you have to go back to wipe?

(the sounds of thunder echo across the arena, and the lights strobe out)
YOU WILL LEARN TO PAY THE PRICE OF MY HATRED JUST LIKE THEM ALL!! THE DARKNESS IN THE ESSENCE THAT IS MY SOUL WILL CONSUME YOU AND ALL THAT YOU HOLD DEAR TO YOUR DEARNESS! THERE IS NO ESCAPE, NO EXIT, THERE IS NO OFF RAMP FROM
(the lights stop strobing to reveal HTH sidekicking darkhippie in the side of the head. he stand over the prone darkhippie)
HTH: THE HATETREEHIGHWAY!!!!
JR: Oh my god! the highway is bringing it to darkhippie
king: isn't usually the other way around?

(hth puts the boots to darkhippie)
hth: IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED? YOU THOUGHT THAT THE HIGHWAY WOULD LIE DOWN FOR THE LEGACY, BUT THIS HIGHWAY LIES FOR NO ONE! I AM MORE THAN YOU CAN UNDERSTAND! I AM THE INCARNATION OF EVERY WRESTLER WHO WAS OVERLOOKED: ERNEST THE CAT MILLER! BOOKER T! ABOVE AVERAGE mIKE SANDERS! THEY ALL PULSE AND THROB INSIDE OF ME
king: that sounds kinda messy.

(hth kicks again, but dh scissors hth's leg into a jujitu triangle lock, and taking the mike)
jr: what a counter by darkhippie!
dh: do you even realize how gay that just sounded?
(hth kicks with his other leg, cathcing dh in the mouth and freeing himself from the vicious hold. instanly he's on the hippie, ferociously pounding him
with punches and an irish whip into the turnbuckle that drops the hippie to one knee)
jr: it looks like these two might be getting it on right now!
(hth launches himself into a running dropkick, but dh rolls out of the way and scoops up his "spinach"
king: it looks like darkhippie's now armed with "MIGHTY JOINT"
jr: can you say that?
king: sure, its cable.
(hth, comes at darkhippie again, who is holding the joint like a sword. in a lightning motion, darkhippie brings the joint down, striking the inside of hth's right knee, then bringing it in a backhand strike across the highway's eyes. the paper wrapper
flys away, revealing a kendo stick beneath.)
jr: my dear god! it's a kendo stick
(hth drops to his knees clutching his eyes, but refuses to fall down completely. dh stands over him kendo joint poised for the kill, but shakes
his head and rolls out of the ring)
jr: he's showing him mercy? i don't understand
king: see this is a mistake that's going to come back to haunt him. you can't inflict a wound like that to a nutcase like hatetreehighway and not expect him to get you back.
jr: you may be right. highway showed some testicular fortitude here, a precision kendo strike like that could kill a man, but he only went down to his knees. that's a touch s.o.b.
well, what a RAW it's been so far, and the main event is still to come!

(commercial)

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hatetreehighway

07-14-2002, 03:36 AM

HIGHWAY DIED WHILE PRACTICING
A STUNT FOR THE NEXT PPV.
WAS GOING TO COME SWINGING DOWN ON A CABLE ALA STING HBK
OWEN. YET HE MET THE SAME DEATH THAT STRUCK THE HART FAMILY. STUNT MANAGER DIDN'T LOCK HIM IN. HE DIED ON IMPACT..........................

HIGHWAY SMELLS THE GLOVE AND DEATH ROUND THE CORNER
[/quote]HIGHWAY IS NOW THE F OUT

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This message was edited by hatetreehighway on 7-17-02 @ 5:10 PM

JustJon

07-15-2002, 11:51 AM

It has begun...
http://www.chaoticconcepts.com/coda/coda-day2.gif

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swamp

07-15-2002, 12:11 PM

"it has just begun"
[behind the flowing smoke the highway prepares for his vengence on the federation]

a promo shoots across the screen. [coming soon-the swamp juice runs through]

[as darkhippie and rfm slide over to okerland]

loveyaslaterbye-the swampy river

This message was edited by swamp on 7-15-02 @ 4:31 PM

pops

07-17-2002, 08:23 AM

pops: i'm the king of the weeeeed ma.i have a blunt with your name on it darkone hipster. right between your burnout mind. the smoke screens have just begun. don't hide divide. meangene: i guess he's a wanna be dude love slash buzzkill? who knows. rfmark and the darkone had to step awy. somethings going down with an attack on the legacy. let's send it back to ring side. jr/king. prince of pot smoking 

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hatetreehighway

07-17-2002, 12:49 PM

{this is special report} we cut away for on the spot reporter...................... D'LO: HTH was practicing his amazing stunt from on top of the skydome for the ppv.... was in his cable. to swing into the ring which he has done millions of times. the stunt manager forgot to lock in mr highway. it snapped.. he died on impact. the ppv will still go on. you know what they say the show must go on. alright now back to regular sceduled broadcast already in progress.. jr: i don't know how we can go on with raw? king: oh please we just got started this evening.. jr: lawler thats awful.. go to break i said go to break... {RFM AND DH LAUGHING GRINNING AND SMURKING AS THEY GO TO THE BREAK} jr: we will get to the bottom of this when we return with gene standing by.............. 
[/quote]PRESS PLAY HTH GAME OVER? 

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