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Date Posted:06/23/2011 7:08 AMCopy HTML


Match Two
Ending Of An Era
The Rocket Vs Justin Gravitt
Special Guest Referee: Death Dealer
Writer: Justin (Scott Addams)
((The Rocket arrived and as soon as he walked in the door he called out his old nemesis Justin Gravitt. Gravitt was happy to accept and the past few weeks we‘ve watched Rocket get into a slump, then get out of his slump and after his second win in a row last week he seems as motivated as ever to try and take out the Giant… However, with the possibility of this being Gravitt‘s final match, he has no intention of trying to leave on a sour note. In the middle of it all? An old mutual “acquaintance“ of sorts in the Death Dealer. He‘ll be officiating the contest and we promise ya, he won‘t take no crap.))
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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

Date Posted:06/23/2011 5:16 PMCopy HTML

The Rocket says: So the first shot has been fired, Giant claims to be ready and thinks he is up to the challenge of taking me down and finally getting the decisive win to end this thing between us once an for all. Lets just see what my good friend had to say.


"Blood, sweat, tears and respect, Rocket - thats what you and I have earned and what we've given for the business up until this point."

The scene opened up with Giant, standing in front of an ICWA backdrop, his signature baseball bat over his shoulder, dressed in his coat and ready to go.

"And here we are, finally, the showdown that you and I have been waiting for Rocket. One more time, Giant and The Rocket in the middle of that ring, in Madison Square Garden, we're gonna tear it up! We're going to give the people a spectical that they're never going to forget, Rocket! And Demented was a game changer, oh was it a doosey! A man who I consider to be one of my absolute best friends in the game, a man you and I both know all too well there, Rocket, Death Dealer. See, when Chris decided that he wanted to up and vanish, I knew that rightfully here was only one person that could handle the job to officiate between us, and you can bet your bottom dollar that I called him up! He was completely game for it, I called up Commish Macready and we had it made official, and what a bang did he have!  I've been waiting a while for this moment, Rocket. The moment we made this thing official, I've been building myself up, I've been getting ready for the fight of my life because I expect absolutelynothing less out of you my friend, and you would be wise to not expect anything less out of me, because in New York City, Madison Square Garden... we finally stand toe to toe, eye to eye, and we finally settle the score! But you got something wrong here, Rocket. I haven't been coming out to ringside for your matches to try and throw you off your game, oh no my friend. You were already off your game, and I helped get you right back in that mentality that you needed to be at, Rocket!"


""See, Rocket, I'm not going to stand here and take credit for you getting yourself back on track, You did that all yourself, bud, but I helped give you that motivation. I helped light that fire right under you to get your back on that streak. You're right back to the Rocket that I wanted to face. Not the one that was on that losing streak. But now that you're back, Rocket, lets get right down to business. I've already talked about making sure I was going to be up to speed because I knew this wasn't going to be an easy task and I've been out of the ring on a competitive basis for a few years now. But there wasn't going to be a thing holding me back from making all of this a reality. I NEVER wanted a walk in the park from you, Rocket. But you've given me a bit of a bone to pick with you, Rocket. I've heard you trying to change the game. I've heard you try to sway things your way but it's not going down that way, old friend. EH-EH! If you came to me about a month ago, I woulda told ya that I never thought I'd be getting back in the ring. And I tell ya what, Rocket- eight years ago when I started there in BLInc, and right around the time you came along... I'll say it, I was a bit of a young punk. I was kind of a brat but ya know what, Rocket? Even as a young brat I was still standing up and taking on the big guys. I was going toe to toe, I was making a name for myself, and thats right when you came along, Rocket. But the times gone on and ya know what? I'm not so nice anymore. "

"I did the pretty boy thing. I did the dark thing, and now I'm coming to Betrayal, and I'm coming strong and I'm coming for a FIGHT! Over the time you could even say that I got a little bit cocky. So I'll go ahead and tell ya right now, Rocket, at Betrayal I got your number. We'll go to that ring, and I'm gonna get ya in that G-Bomb, or you're gonna get Pain Redefined, but either way it goes, Rocket, I'm back, and I'm rearin' to go! So now ya gotta think back. Ya gotta think back to whats been able to take this big man down. And then I'm gonna tell ya right now that now YOU gotta start changing the questions, Rocket! You gotta start thinking outside of the box because what used to do the job before, isn't gonna do the job now! I'm a little bit older, I'm a bit more seasoned... but I'm a whooole lot meaner. You think I'm afraid of that Kill Shot or the Lift Off? I'm ready for you, Rocket. I've had time off to make sure that I'm one hundred percent. I've had the time that I could look back and make sure that I'm ready, Rocket. But are YOU ready to tear down the house?! Are YOU ready to settle the score?! You threw down the challenge and now there's no backing out. You want me to bring it? Oh I'll bring it, Rocket. I'll bring it and I'm gonna bring it more than ever before! 'Cause I'm dustin' off the boots, I busted open the paint, and I'm READY TO GO! It's great to be back, Rocket! You have NO IDEA how ready I am, Rocket! I'm in the best shape of my career, I've got my bat ready, I've got the attire on, and I'm READY - TO - GO! You wanted the fight, you got the fight! IT'S ON FOLKS!"

Giant points the bat right to the screen with a smirk and it fades.
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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

Date Posted:06/24/2011 11:54 PMCopy HTML

The Rocket says: Returning Fire.

 
EVERY STORY HAS AN ENDING.

Demented has come and gone and if I said that I wasn’t surprised to see what happened and who appeared then I’d be lying to you. Death Dealer, a man Giant and I have known since the beginning of our rivalry but now, now he’s going to be the new guest referee for what is being advertised as the final chapter of an eight year long feud? That’s good, I’m glad we have lost the theatrics in the build up for this match.


People need something interesting to happen so that their attention can be kept and it seems that’s what has been done here. I’ve heard it for weeks now from Justin that he’s ready and he’s focused and that everything I have in my arsenal now won’t be enough to take him down and put this story to bed.


He asked if I was ready and he’s about to get his answer. I’m watching MY crew set up the area for this to be recorded and I can tell you this, I don’t think that Justin is going to like the answer I have for him.


SNAP INTO IT!


\***\ON-CAMERA/***/


Standing at the top of one of the tallest buildings in New York City looking down at everyone walking by. We are at the busiest place in New York City, the tower in Time Square. All the lights behind me are set up because the sun has gone down and it’s night time. I turn around to face the camera with my ‘I Bring It’ T-shirt on.


The Rocket says: First, let me take the time to address the events of Demented before moving on to the real person that this whole thing seems to be about. Death Dealer, welcome to two thousand eleven I truly wasn’t sure you were going to be able to join us at this finale to one of the greatest rivalries of all time. With that being said, you showed up and made your impact by cracking both of us (Giant and I) in the head with a kendo stick and announcing to the world and everyone who has tickets that you’re going to be the ref for this match which is all fine and dandy with me just remember what your role in this match is and that if you stick your nose where it doesn’t belong and decide you want some action I will be more than happy to not only end things with Giant but you as well by taking you out permanently.


I straighten my stance once again look to the night sky and take a whiff of the air.


The Rocket says: Now on to The Giant.


I re-focus myself and stand in front of the camera.


The Rocket says: While I was on my way to the heart of New York I had some time to myself and decided that I’d watch a couple of old ‘home’ movies I happen to have on disks any idea who was in those movies? It doesn’t take a chemical engineer to be able to figure it out because it’s all relevant to this Sunday night and what’s going to finally be laid to rest. I took the liberty of re-watching your career... Or rather a brief summary of it with some match clips from all those years ago and then I watched the little video you cut where your bone that you have to pick with me seems to be about the man that I’ve become and how you’re now some invincible guy who will have to be killed for me to win this fight we’re going to be in.


I nod up and down and snap my fingers.


The Rocket says: WAKE UP YOU FUCKING IDIOT! This isn’t a game. This isn’t something that is going to end with either one of us taking our own lives because this is the reality of the situation we are currently in. You are not the invincible titan that you claim to be. I understand that you walked away and spent some time with your family and all that sentimental crap! But the one thing you need to be asking yourself is what is it that you truly fear? I listened to everything you said from talking about putting me in the G-Bomb to hitting ‘Pain Redefined’ or whatever the name of those moves are and you know I can’t help but go to a mirror and look at my back to the scars that I have from taking a G-Bomb of some cage thing your sick, twisted ass came up with back in the day. I took that move onto an announce table with glass tubes and shards and you know what?


I take my fist and beat on my chest.


The Rocket says: My heart is still beating and I’m still walking into arena’s all over the world and kicking people’s asses to this date! You said that you aren’t afraid of the Kill Shot or Lift Off and the truth is that you should be and for a very, VERY good reason.


I motion for the camera to zoom in.


The Rocket says: Because they are the silent killers that have been winning me matches and Championships for the last year and a half now. I have hit the Kill Shot on that retarded moron Michael Harris to end him. I have kicked quite the number of people in the skull and put them on the shelf because when they finally come out of the coma I put them in things just aren’t the same.


I push the camera back a little.


The Rocket says: So the mere fact that you claim to have my number is ridiculous because what I just told you proves that everything you said is bullshit. You wanna hit me with the G-Bomb? I’ll get out of it and hit the Kill Shot before you even have time to think of your next move. It’s happened to everyone that’s faced me and said the same thing until I actually hit them with it and if the Kill Shot doesn’t work then you bet your monkey ass that the Flatliner will. One way or another G you will be finished in that ring after Betrayal and those are just the cold hard facts about this match. You might have issued the challenge back in that silly two bit promotion in Florida but damn it I shocked you and the rest of the world when I kicked down the ICWA front door and called you out, that was all ME. You were right about there not being any running involved because I want to end this thing just as badly maybe a little bit more then you do.


I take off my sunglasses and look right at the camera.


The Rocket says: Do you know that from the second you said you wanted to finish this thing between us that I have thought about nothing else. You have taken two months of my life that could have been dedicated to pursuing a World title or something and you made it all about Justin.


I take a step back and think for a moment.


The Rocket says: Come to think of it, that’s all it’s ever been about isn’t it. What Justin wants and what Justin needs and everybody else can go straight to hell if they don’t like it or want to deal with it, isn’t that right? Don’t worry because I don’t expect you to tell the truth but more or less let that fact linger in the background of the very reason for this whole feud. Don’t worry about Sunday because when I step in that ring with you, we are going to finally settle this thing and I’ll be damned if you are going to be the guy leaving Madison Square Garden the winner.


I replace my sunglasses and nod up and down toward the camera.


The Rocket says: You said that IT is on. Oh man you have no idea how right you were about last sentence because it really is on and the moment I do hit you with that Kill Shot and the three is counted or we just plain beat the living hell out of each other you will finally know who it was that took to you to the limit and put you down like the animal you truly are.


I make guns with my hands.


The Rocket says: You see the guns? They’re cocked and they’re loaded, this is your future coming to a close.


I pull both triggers.


The Rocket says: BANG! Lights out. Game Over.


My image fades to darkness as the red light on the camera goes off


.END.

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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

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The Rocket says: And so he's done it yet again. This time though he came out firing about how i'm currently in a jealous rage and while he might have been right eight years ago, that's just not the case. I am not STILL doing this thing we call professional wrestling or sports entertainment because I NEED it i'm doing it now because it's FUN to me. Giant is going to find this out later on but here's the next installment of this 'Final Battle'.

We heard Giant talk, we heard Rocket talk. We could see where both men stood on the situation. But even though Betrayal was just one day away, the thing about Giant is he chose to spend his time, as much of his time as he could, with the people that helped make him the iconic force that he is today. It was a live event, another one in New York just before the pay per view. We had just returned from intermission, and like usual, they have the cameras up to take footage for promos and such. Well the cameras focused to the ring, as "Pain Redefined" is played and the man known as Giant, stands in the ring.

"Ya know what, I told ya once, Rocket, and I'm gonna TELL YA AGAIN! You made it known you wanted to end this and when I answer the call, you start trying to act like the big bad wolf. Well enough isENOUGH, Rocket! This isn't about petty childhood games, it's about a war that has been waging on silently on the brink of destruction for years Rocket. But you want to end it more than me? Well I bet you do because the last time they saw you and I face to face, Rocket, I had that gold draped over my shoulder, I was at the top of my game. And when I answered that call, when I went to Mr. McCallister himself for a special request to make sure this match got made... I expected a whole lot more from you, Rocket. When I first saw you coming through, until I walked my happy go lucky self right down to ringside, I expected a whole lot more. But the moment I showed up down there, Rocket, I could tell it lit that fire because you started to fight with your heart, Rocket. You started to fight with a VENGEANCE because ya knew I was watching and ya knew this match was coming up quicker and quicker, and ya had to make sure you got the momentum, and ya had to make sure that all these people KNEW The Rocket that I had battle, after battle, after battle with for twelve long months!"
"So all the blood, all the sweat, and alll the tears, Rocket. All battles, all the times that you and I weren't even sure if we were going to be able to keep on goin but we did it, Rocket! We kept on going, and we didn't stop until the job that we were doing got DONE! I'm going to stand here and preach to everybody and say that you've never had my number, Rocket, because you have, on a handful of occasions. But just as much as you had my number in the past, Rocket, I had your number too. Sometimes I stand here and I think what would have happened if I didn't answer the challenge. What would have happened if I would have stayed with that little no name promotion down in Florida. But it doesn't matter, Rocket! None of them down there matter! Not Michael Harris, not Sykes, not a one of them, Rocket! Yeah, you did good shutting up that Harris - because he thought he was the king of the mountain, like he was the best of the best, and you stepped up the plate and you handled business. But that's where your weak point is, Rocket. It takes you getting your butt kicked a couple of times before you finally realize it's time to step up! You got your butt kicked by Harris, and you let him run his mouth about you, and run you into the ground so by the time you did finally shut him up, it didn't mean anything to anybody but you, Rocket."

"See, that was a battle between Kevin and I that ended on that same night. It ended and he was the better man. But right now, Rocket, I can't say that you're the better man. I can't stand here and tell you,Rocket, you're the better man! Because you're not, Rocket! You're not the better man, and I'll tell you why you're not the better man, Rocket. Because you haven't beat me, and you haven't beaten me in five years, Rocket! But at Betrayal you want to change all that, right? You want to take me out of the game for good, well guess what, Rocket... TRY ME! If you beat me, I have no problem saying you're the better man on that given night, Rocket, but when we look at history as it goes right now, it says that Giant's got the lead, and if Rocket want's to get the lead he's going to have to step his game up. You can swear at me all you want, Rocket! You can call me an idiot all you want, Rocket, say that I'm afraid all you want but all you're doing is lieing right through your teeth, and doing a pretty bad job of it! I'm glad, Rocket, that I got to light that fire out from under you, but when you're driven by complete emotion, Rocket, when you want nothing but to try and treat me like Michael Harris? You're not gonna know what to expect! I'm coming to settle all of this, once and for all, Rocket - and I tell you this right now. Some of the guys in the back may not know me, some of them may not know you, but what they do know is that we've got the history, Rocket. They know that we go waaay back and their eyes are going to be pealed to those monitors to see what happens."

"And now that we've got the incomparable Death Dealer wearing the stripes it makes things all that much more interesting, Rocket. But listen to yourself, Rocket. Do you really believe that I'm doing this all for me? Do you really think that this far into the game, that it would be all about me still? Yeah, eight years ago when I was this platinum blonde kid running around it was all about me. I was cocky, and I'll admit it. But over the years, Rocket, I've gotten a lot smarter and I've gotten a whooole lot meaner, too! You're starting to fall back into the old you that was an idiot, Rocket. You're starting to get yourself back into this mentality that caused you to bring all the wrath down on you that it did, Rocket! The only truth here is that you're acting like a little kid, Rocket! You're whining and you're crying that it's all about Justin, it's all about Giant, but listen to yourself for just a minute, Rocket. Madison Square Garden... the biggest venue that anybody can ever compete in and we put everything to rest.. but I can tell you this right now, Rocket. When that bell rings the second time, I can let sleeping dogs lie. I can deal with the situation whether I win or I lose but I don't know about you, Rocket. But I guess we're gonna find out, aren't we? Keep your guns cocked and loaded, Rocket, but you're not gonna be taking old yeller behind the tool shed, oh no. So forget about the jealous rage you got going on, Rocket, quit making up all these wild stories in your head and look at the headlines. The Final Chapter, One more battle, Rocket and Giant, Madison Square Garden. Tomorrow night, it's all over, Rocket, we settle it like men, but I'm no walk in the park! I'm ready for this, Rocket, one hundred and ten percent, and just like you, I'm coming to fight! Get ready to learn to fight fire, with fire, Rocket! No kiddy jokes, no excuses, just Giant, Rocket, and Death Dealer with the stripes, one on one! No weapons, no cheap shots, just a good ol' fashioned grudge match, Rocket. It's ON!"

Giant lowered the microphone with "Pain Redefined' hitting and the crowd in an uproar of cheers for the big man as he posed with the lights flashing and it fades out to the ICWA logo

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The Rocket says: He fires one, I fire one. This could go on and on but we're getting to a place where it's gonna be final and all the talking will be finished soon. Check it out.


ONE MORE TIME, OH HELL YEAH!


I have to give Justin his props for making all these personal appearances before Betrayal. It’s awesome that he’s reaching out to the people who might be inside the SOLD OUT arena on the night he has what could be his very last match EVER.


I should be so lucky that the one guy he wanted to have it with was me. The mere fact that someone wants their final match to be against me should make me the humble S.O.B in the locker room. It should make me feel honored to do this kind of service for someone I have known for the past eight years with a couple breaks here and there.


It should feel like a lot of things but the simple fact is that it doesn’t feel like anything. It doesn’t feel like that right now and I’m sure that it won’t until the final bell rings at the end of this fight because that is truly what this is all about, an ending or better yet a definitive ending to an eight year long rivalry that has gone though it all and then some.


Off the camera, I respect the hell out Justin Gravitt and would do whatever I could for him whenever he needed it. It wasn’t all too long ago that we stormed a company named LWF and put them out of business for good and no matter what was going on behind the curtain he was always someone that I could talk to and get the absolute truth from and to this day he still is.


On camera, when I am The Rocket performing for millions of people all over the world and he’s The Giant, those are two different people entirely. There is a different kind of respect between the two men because of how long we’ve been doing this roller coaster ride known as professional wrestling or sports entertainment. This evening the two men walking into that ring are going to beat the living hell out of each other and truth be told, I’d have it no other way.


Let’s get into it.


\***\ON-CAMERA/***/


I’m getting my things together to go to the arena tonight for Betrayal. 


The Rocket says: I’m gonna be serious for a minute.


I put some of things I have in my hand on the bed in front of me and I take off my sunglasses and set them down as well and turn my attention back to the camera.


The Rocket says: Two months ago I got word of this interview that had taken place between some guy named Alex Bradford and Justin ‘The Giant’ Gravitt and I looked it up on YouTube and sat down to watch and I listened to everything that was said. From the questions that were asked to the answers that were given all the way to the very end of that interview where you flat out told the world and me that you wanted that one last match with me that we never got but things got in the way and WWoW went south on us and I’m sure that you sat at your home in Illinois and thought that we’d never get that Match. 


I do a fast forward motion with my hand.


The Rocket says: Flash forward to shortly after I left WWoW and made my way to ICWA and with my first promo I was lost with what to even say but something brought me right back to the interview you did with Bradford and that’s where it hit me.


I snap my fingers.


The Rocket says: I thought to myself that you were thinking the chance to have this match you’ve been waiting for had pasted now with WWoW being finished, right? I walked outside to cut a introduction promo to the fans of the ICWA and damn it I kicked that door down by reissuing the challenge you had initially issued to me in the first place and I accepted and put the ball back in your court so when the Clash of the Champions rolled around and you accepted that was the kick start this while thing needed to get back on the track and everything that we’ve done and said to each other up to this point means absolutely nothing. So that was me being serious and this is me going back into the character that’s made me a name EVERYWHERE.


I pick up my sunglasses and replace them.


The Rocket says: Because damn it, FINALLY THE ROCKET IS BLASTING BACK ON PAY-PER-VIEW!


There’s some banging on the wall of my hotel room with other people yelling for me to quiet down.


The Rocket says: SHUT YOUR MOUTH BEFORE I COME OVER THERE AND STUFF YOUR HEAD RIGHT UP YOUR ASS!


With those words, the banging stops and I continue on with a smile on my face.


The Rocket says: That’s right, tonight is the curtain closer of a rivalry that has been going on since I first got my start in this business. A rivalry that’s gone from being a rivalry to a friendship more times then Ryan Atwood and Marissa Cooper on the O.C broke up and got back together over three years before she got killed. We’ve been through it all and we’ve done it all but the one thing we never did properly was finish this thing definitively and that’s exactly what we’re going to do tonight at Betrayal LIVEfrom the SOLD OUT Madison Square Garden in NEW-YORK-CITY!


I continue putting things into bag.


The Rocket says: I sat back and watched everything we’ve done to this point and the one thing you continue to say is that I continue to change everything or that I am whining and crying about something and the one thing that you need to get straight before we step in that ring tonight is that I haven’t whined or cried to anybody and am truly looking forward to the chance I get Tonight.


I stop packing things and look up toward the window.


The Rocket says: Eight years. Can you believe that it’s eight years and the two of us have never settled the score once and for all? The mere fact that we haven’t is just insane but, isn’t that what we’re going to decide tonight? Man it’s going to be one knock down drag out brawl to end them all aren’t we G? Cause that’s what the two of us do better than anyone else in the world right? We walk out there and have these crazy matches that tell us and our bodies that we shouldn’t be alive but by the grace of god we find some way to stick around and kick out. That’s what we do, that’s what I did when you tossed me off the top of some demonic structure onto an announce table that had light tubes and glass shards on it and that’s exactly what we’re going to do for those people tonight. We’re going to get out of situations we never should have been in and finally decide who the better guy is.


I turn to the camera.


The Rocket says: I can honestly say that I fully expect to leave this arena a little bloody tonight and that’s something you should be prepared for because I don’t think you understand just how much I truly want to beat the living hell out of you. It kills me to know that you beat me the last time we faced each other, it’s something I have thought about since you brought it up and that thought of you beating me is exactly what is going to give me the strength tonight to load that gun, turn it sideways and deliver the Kill Shot and from that I am going to hit the Lift Off and when I see that You are motionless in the center of that ring is when I will pin you and end this.


I close up my bag and set it on the desk that is near the door of the room.


The Rocket says: The Final Chapter in this rivalry ends tonight and it ends with The Rocket leaving as the winner and through hell, flood water, sleet or snow we will both have each others blood on our hands this evening. I’ll see you all in a couple of hours.


I wink to the camera.


The Rocket says: See you soon buddy.


As I open the door I turn around and push the camera down as the image fades.


END.

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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

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Glen Matthews: Alright folks it's that time. As we get ready for Betrayal and all the matches heating up - there's one match in particular that has a lot of history behind it. Eight years of history to be exact. I'm of course talking about The Rocket and Justin "Giant" Gravitt. We've been hearing the history from them all month leading up to this match and folks, we're gonna bring them together one more time face to face before they square off and leave it all in the ring, bringing peace to the eight year rivalry. Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to introduce first, the man who made the initial challenge, Giant!

Giant walked into the scene, his music playing only for a very short period before he comes in. Baseball bat in one hand slung over his shoulder, his paint applied, sporting the trench coat he was ready to go.
Glen: Now, Giant you and Rocket have had your exchange of words, and you've made sure we all know the history for those of the ICWA fan base who may not have known. And now we're just a short time away from Betrayal. What are your last minute thoughts?

Giant: You're right, Glen, we are only a few hours away from Demented, and so here I am and you want to know my last minute thoughts? Glen two months ago I would have never seen myself stepping into the squared circle again. I thought I was retired but you know the one thing about this sport? You can never retire until your body just can't take enough. I've rested up, I've done the Hulk Hogan, I've said my prayers, eaten my vitamins and I've gotten myself to be in the best physical shape I have been in, in a long time.

Glen: We heard Rocket say earlier that he's expecting blood, and he's expecting a very hard fought match. What do you have to say about that?

Giant: It's hard to say, Glen, about the blood, but it wouldn't be anything new to me. See, I started really making my name doing the hardcore stuff. So bleeding, and getting hurt, it's all second nature to me and Death Dealer cracking me in the head with that kendo stick really put some screws back in their places. But Rocket came to ICWA, to bring the fight to the big leagues, Glen, and there was no way... NO WAY that I was going to say no.  It's Giant and Rocket, one on one, ONE MORE TIME! Am I ready? I AM ONE HUNDRED PER-CENT READY! I know what I'm getting into, Glen. I know that stepping into the ring after an absence of so long isn't going to be the easiest thing, but I can tell you this right now. I'll go out there, Rocket and I are gonna tear it up, and when I look around at all those screaming fans in Madison Square Garden... they're gonna be chanting one thing for me. "You Still Got it..."

Glen: Any other thoughts on Rocket's words?

Giant: Any last thoughts?

Giant pauses.

Giant: There's a lot that I could think about but when it comes down to it, you saw how he changed his demeanor because this match isn't about gimmicks, Glen. It's not about who can swear the most, or who can end whom. It's simply about who is the better man. We can dispute it all night...

"You're damn right we can dispute it all night!"

Giant stopped where he was at, and looked off to his left, to see Rocket coming out. Giant stands up and the two come face to face for a moment before backing off.

Glen: Ladies and Gentlemen at this time joining us is…

The Rocket snatches the microphone from Glen’s hand before he can finish the introduction.

The Rocket: These people know exactly who he (Pointing towards Justin) and myself are. There’s no need for stupid introductions.

Giant continues to stand there watching me.

The Rocket: As I was saying, you’re damn right that we can dispute it all night! Hell we can even go put some coffee on to brew and dispute it but I’m sick and tired of talking and I know that you are too.
Giant nods his head up and down.

The Rocket: After tonight, there will be nothing to dispute. When people look back online and watch this match, there will not be any need to dispute that I walked into the grandest arena in the entire world at Madison Square Garden and I beat the man simply known as ‘The Giant’. I need to beat you Justin, I need to beat you more anything in the world and tonight that is EXACTLY what I am going to do, old friend.

The Rocket shoves the microphone back to Glen.

Glen: Well folks this match is all about history and…

Giant: Hold it right there, Glen. We’re not done here yet.  HISTORY! It’s all about history. Rocket, this could very well be my last match in some time to come but here’s the reality. You feel to yourself that you need this to even the score, to make up for what you couldn’t get done six years ago. But ya know what, old pal, IT AIN’T GONNA HAPPEN! You and I started this thing year’s back, Rocket. They saw us grow up together! They watched you go from wanting to model yourself after The Rock, to being your own identity. They watched Giant grow from being a platinum blonde young buck with no respect, to being the man that I am today!

Glen: I hate to interrupt you but…

Giant: No Glen, SHUT UP and step on back and listen to what I’ve got say because I know Rocket is listening so why don’t you do the same. We started this thing YEARS ago, Rocket.  This is a historic night! And not for nothin’ would I miss this night! And what we started all those years ago, Rocket, we’re gonna end it. You need to beat me to achieve what ya couldn’t do before, but for me… this isn’t even one hundred percent about who is the better man. It’s about proving that I still got it. And there is nobody else… NOBODY ELSE, ROCKET that I would want to step into this ring again with, to relive the history, Rocket. NOBODY ELSE that I would want to get in the ring with to prove to myself that I still got it!

As Giant goes to give Glen the microphone back I snatch it away just as fast.

The Rocket: This is about proving that you still got it? Really, after all this time you want to prove to people that Giant is the same kick ass, none stop force he always was? That’s what you want to accomplish here tonight in front of this SOLD OUT crowd?

Giant is fuming as he nods his up and down vigorously. I simple just look at him and grin.

The Rocket: So it’s truly revealed, the master plan. Justin wants to make an EPIC Return and he wants to roll right into Madison Square Garden and not only settle a score but he wants to prove that he still the IT factor on his side.

The Rocket look at him and nod up and down.

The Rocket: You proved me wrong. I thought that your come back was about settling the score and getting that one final match to cement some kind of legacy with me that you have. But I see now that I was wrong, your using me to springboard yourself back into the business and I’ve said it before and I’m damn sure going to tell you right here tonight that if ANYONE and I give a shit who the hell it is wants to use me as a springboard for anything then they’ve come to the wrong guy.

Giant has this confused look on his face now, could it be confusion? It’s tough to tell what someone is thinking when their face is covered in paint.

The Rocket: I have finally seen what this is truly about and that pisses me off more than anything that you of ALL people want to use me as a springboard for some kind of comeback. I’m going to fix your ass, Tonight when we get in that ring not only am I going to end this history but I’m also going to hurt you and kill whatever chance you thought you had at coming back and don’t worry about the fans chanting the ’You Still Got It’ tonight because while it’s going to come in spurts at the end of tonight when that bell rings for the second time the winner of this match will be the man starring you right in the face. They say the truth hurts and more often than not it does but tonight it’s not going to hurt, it’s going to become deadly.

As Giant looks on The Rocket takes his hand and makes a gun with it and fires right at his old friend.

The Rocket: Bang!

But just as Rocket did it, Giant pulled his bat out, and put it right to the chest of Rocket with a big smirk.

Giant: And RIGHT THERE is where you start to play the victim, Rocket! JUST LIKE I TALKED ABOUT! You’re playing the victim Rocket, but here in just a few hours, Madison Square Garden, Giant and The Rocket ONE MORE TIME! There is NOBODY tougher that I’ve been in the ring with, Rocket, and that’s the TRUE test! So you wanna fight, we’re gonna fight, Rocket! IT’S ON, FOLKS!

Just as Giant drops his catchphrase, a loud SMACK is heard Giant’s bat is knocked out of the way, and Death Dealer stands, kendo stick in hand.

Death Dealer: Neither of you are going to lay a hand on each other until tonight as long as I have something to say about it.

He points his kendo stick at both men collectively, as Giant smirks.

Death Dealer: I’m wearing the stripes tonight, and I’ll be calling it right down the middle and if either of you get outta line? I’ll take my trust kendo stick and break it in two across your skulls! Life is uncertain… but DEATH is inevitable!

He throws the stick up in the air, and the in-house crowd goes nuts as Giant and Rocket come nose to nose... well more face to face, due to the height difference and grip their hands in a firm hand shake, and the scene is fading out.
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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

Date Posted:07/06/2011 8:18 PMCopy HTML

The Rocket says: And now it's the time. Time for this rivalry to finally, FINALLY come to an end.

Busch, “Marks and Javen were a fairly fresh rivalry however, this next one has been going on for eight years.”
Stryker, “Yeah, it’s interesting… Most times when we see a couple of guys getting it on in a grudge match in the ICWA it’s as a result of issues that began in the ICWA… However in this case these two guys have been at it all over the globe in various promotions just trying to out shine one another and show the world who the better man is.”
Busch, “Now they have one final opportunity to answer that question and they’re gonna get to do it right here at the Mecca venue for our industry, Madison Square Garden.”

“*Static*

Prepare for Launch in…

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*Explosion*

“Roger Houston, we have lift off”

With that “Spit In Your Face” by Kevin Rudolph W/ Lil Wayne starts about twelve seconds in as the lights flash about. The Rocket got up on the apron, climbed to the second rope and through his fist up. He stood on the middle rope for a minute, lowering his arm and looking around to the electric crowd with a big smile. Rocket jumps into the ring, leaning against the ropes looking toward the entrance as the lights go out leaving the arena in pitch black and the crowd loving it.

A skull shows up on the tron with the guitar beginning to play, and the drums slowly come in. A slide comes on the guitar, and “augh augh” is heard. Just then there’s an explosion of upward fire next to the tunnel and the lights come back up, as the big man steps from behind the curtain. He stops at the top of the entrance to look around with a big smile and points his bat to the ring and Rocket is hunched over, and with both hands gives a “bring it” type of taunt and Giant makes his way down to the ring. Getting up onto the apron he looks directly over at Rocket with a nod and steps over the top rope. He gets up into the nearest middle corner raising his arms up with the crowd erupting. Getting down he and Rocket come face to face.

Then “St Anger” by Metallica hits and Giant and Rocket both turn their attentions to the entrance, but spotlights spot Death Dealer in the crowd with the striped shirt on, his kendo stick high in the air and a beer in his hand. He makes his way down the steps to the barricade and with balance, stands on it, raising his kendo stick one more time to the fans delight and chugs his beer tossing the empty can to the crowd he steps over the barricade and into the ring, leaving his kendo stick at ringside, while Giant puts his coat and bat off to the side.

Greene, “Ladies the gentlemen it is time for that match that will see an eight year long rivalry FINALLY come to an end! Introducing first to my right, coming from Hollywood, California, known for The Breakdown and The Flatliner, weighing in at two hundred and seventy five pounds, he is… Thhheee Roooooockeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!”

A pop from the crowd.

Greene, “And in the corner to my left, standing in at six feet, ten inches tall, weighting in at three hundred and fifty pounds, known for the G-Powerbomb, and the Pain Redefined submission hold, coming from Bloomington, Illinois! He is, Thhhhhe Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiannnnnnnnnnnnt!”

Another pop from the crowd, feeling good about tonight.

Greene, “And now introducing our special guest referee for tonight’s contest. A man who has history with both opponents and made his presence felt at Demented, the kendo stick swinging, beer guzzling and cigarette smoking.. Deaaaaaaaathhhh Deaaaaaleeeeeeeeeer!

Green exits and DD calls for the bell and we’re off. Giant and Rocket come face to face in the middle of the ring, and start things off with a hand shake and some smack talk. Giant turns around to get a step back but Rocket holds onto his hand and pulls the big man in going for a lariat but as he strikes the chest of the big man he just stands there and looks at Rocket. Giant immediately pulls Rocket in, and lifts him up above his head in a military press.

Displaying a lot of power, Giant drops Rocket behind him landing on his gut, and going over to the ropes holding his ribs looking at Giant who encourages him to come at him. Rocket gets up and the two come face to face again for another stand off but Giant shoves Rocket back who laughs and shakes his head. Coming forward to go face to face again, instead he throws a quick right hand to the big man rocking him with a step back. Rocket stays on with the quick strikes getting the big man to the ropes. Rocket backs and charges to go for a clothesline but Giant dodges it, putting Rocket into the ropes, where Giant starts to go with some right hands of his own. Rocket’s feet are flying up in the air from each punch, but he’s able to block a right, and fire back with one of his own, backing Giant up who before Rocket could connect with another right, he throws a kick to the gut, and calls out for the G-Bomb.

Busch, “Giant calling for the end here pretty early. If he connects this powerbomb it could be all over for Rocket!”

Stryker, “But we have to think, has the damage enough been done to pull this off?”

A kick to the gut and Giant goes for the stuff, but Rocket is able to drop to his knees and get out of the way and is over to the ropes looking at Giant who lets out a howl type of taunt and the crowd eats it up. Rocket gets to his feet and comes face to face with Giant again for another stand off. Death Dealer sits back in the corner waiting for them to do something and then Rocket throws a kick to Giant, followed by a knife edge chop, with a WHOOOOOO! Giant staggers, and another chop. Followed by another and another, then Rocket starts using both hands and KENTA chopping Giant with very speedy chops. The big man is staggered into the ropes, and Rocket charges with a clothesline to take the big man over, but takes himself over in the process and the crowd cheers.

Outside the ring, Giant is leaned against the apron and Rocket follows with another chop and then a kick to the leg. That gets Giant moving. Rocket see’s that it started something so he follows Giant.

Busch, “Death Dealer is just watching them, why isn’t he counting them out?”

Stryker, “He’s got history with them Bobo, and he’s going to make sure they settle the score! That’s the way to do it!”

Rocket comes up to Giant, but with another kick to the leg but Giant returns the favor with a big chop that echo’s loudly with a WHOOO but knocks Rocket right to his back. Giant picks him up and throws him back in the ring, and follows. Once to his feet Giant starts to pick up Rocket, but out of no where…

Busch, “BREAKDOWN! ROCKET JUST LANDED THE BREAKDOWN OUT OF NO WHERE ON GIANT!”

Stryker, “Rocket has used that move the past couple of weeks to win his matches!”

Death Dealer gets down making the count.

One… Two… KICK OUT!

Giant got the shoulder up as Death Dealer held up a two count and Rocket couldn’t believe it. He goes for the cover again but only two. One more time, and only two. Rocket starts to pick Giant up and goes for an Irish whip but the big man uses his size advantage to stop in his tracks. Rocket tries it again but again Giant stops it. Rocket throws a right hand Giant’s way and Giant comes with one of his own but Rocket ducks it, comes around and when Giant turns around, he gets caught with a massive spinebuster for a cover but again only a two. Rocket looks and he just cannot believe it, and as he starts getting up, Giant pulls an Undertaker and sits up, looking right over at Rocket. He gets to his feet and Rocket comes running and ducks a lariat from Giant, and rebounds off the ropes and runs to Giant, but he spins, catches Rocket and spins him around into a huge sidewalk slam and goes for a cover, Death Dealer counts.

One… Two.. Kick out!

Rocket got the shoulder up, and Giant picks him to his feet, and whips Rocket hard into the corner, to where his feet fly up. Giant gets in the opposite corner and points to him.

Busch, “We’re seeing two guys that don’t want to go down here tonight. Both men want to put an end to this rivalry, but be the one who ends it on top!”

Stryker, “But look at Giant. He’s planning something and I don’t think Rocket is going to like anything coming from a guy that size at full speed.”

Giant indeed charges and leaps going a good quarter across the ring with his leap for a HUGE splash to Rocket who looks like he just got mauled. Giant backs to the corner again, shouting out “ONE MORE TIME!” and the crowd goes nuts. He runs and leaps again, and another big splash just sandwhiching Rocket in the corner. At this point, Giant calls for the end. Rocket limp in the corner, Giant pulls him out, and sets up for the powerbomb. Rocket falls to a knee limp but Giant picks him up, lifts Rocket to his shoulders. Camera’s are flashing and BAM. The G-Bomb, or Jackknife Powerbomb connects and Giant goes for the cover.

One… Two… Thre-KICK OUT!

Rocket didn’t want to give up just yet. Giant stands above Rocket, and starts to stomp at him as Rocket’s body shakes with each stomp showing the power Giant puts behind each of them. Giant starts to pick Rocket back up to his feet, and gives him a smack or two to get him to come back to and then it looks like Giant is telling him something, pointing to the ropes and patting his shoulder.

Busch, “Giant, instead of continuing the assault actually just helped his opponent up, and looks like he wants Rocket to try and shoulder block him!”

Stryker, “Well both men have a good deal of power and though Giant has the size advantage he’s not underestimating his long time friend and foe, The Rocket.”

Rocket shakes off the cob webs and comes running in for the shoulder block, but Giant doesn’t budge, Telling Rocket to do it again, he does but Giant only staggers. Rocket stands there and tells Giant to do it to him, so Giant hits the ropes and comes running in full speed. He hits the shoulder block and Rocket stumbles back into the ropes but comes back up to Giant’s face and wants it one more time. So Giant does, but as he comes and goes for the shoulder Rocket tries to side step and take Giant down by his arm, but the big man isn’t going down. He takes his free arm, spins and clobbers Rocket with a massive lariat turning him inside out. The crowd erupts from the huge move and Giant goes for a cover.

Stryker, “This has to be it!”

Death Dealer goes down for the count.

One… Two…Thr-Kick out!

Giant shook his head, and got into a mounted position and started to throw right hands to Rocket’s head. Punches over and over, Death Dealer makes the count and gets to 4, before he grabs Giant’s hand and pulls him off of Rocket, getting into Giant’s face.

Stryker, “There’s that combustible element, Death Dealer exercising his power! I love it!”

Well, in their brief argument Rocket got up and clubbed a forearm to Giant’s back and he stumbled forward. Rocket backed up, and went for a chop block getting Giant off his feet. Rocket quickly gets over to his legs, holding up the right leg that he chop blocked, Rocket starts throwing some vicious stomps into those knees, though obviously still winded from the earlier assault. Death Dealer calling to the five count, at 4 pulls Rocket off getting in his face too. Rocket shoves him out of the way and goes back to the kicks again.

Stryker, “Hey Bobo, see that right there? That’s Rocket trying to isolate those legs, keep Giant down.”

Busch, “It’s wise by Rocket to try and take out those legs, neutralize the G-Bomb.”

Well, Giant takes his free leg and uses the power to throw Rocket off of him. Giant slowly starts to get to his feet but stumbles a bit due to the assault on his leg. Rocket takes this chance to run in for a leaping lariat but as he flies through, Giant is able to capture him, spin around and slam Rocket down with a nasty Sambo slam right into the corner. His body is rested against the corner and Giant steps over, grabbing Rocket’s legs and wrapping them into a tree of woe and shouts out and the fans shout back. Rocket looks up and is trying to get free as Giant comes charging again, leaping in the air with a huge stinger splash, but right to Rocket’s legs. The pain is in his face, and Giant backs up calling for it again. He comes running but as Rocket tries to brace himself, while still in the tree, Giant stops. He raises his knee (the one assaulted earlier) and knee’s Rocket in the back while he was trying to pull himself up, in possible trying to counter. So he’s kneed to the back and then elbowed across the chest falling out of the tree. Giant limps a bit because of his knee, but calls for the end and lifts Rocket up, going for the powerbomb. Lifting Rocket up he’s able to counter out, landing on his feet. Giant turns around and Rocket attempts the breakdown, but Giant elbows out of it. Rocket staggers around in a circle, before Giant turns him upside down and in a tombstone position.

Busch, “If Giant hits this, it could be all over. One tombstone was deadly enough when somebody the likes of Undertaker did it, but this is Giant’s tombstone trifecta, that he calls the Darkness Trifecta!”

Stryker, “In all my time inside and outside of that ring, I have NEVER seen a move like this pulled off!”

He holds Rocket for just a minute, but Rocket is able to go backward, reversing the hold to try and tombstone Giant but Giant flipped it back around using his weight to his advantage. Giant drops once quickly with the first one, but hangs on. The crowd is going nuts as he stands up, and lifts up on his toes, and drops for the second one. Rocket’s body seems to have gone limp as Giant now jumps slightly, to crash for the third and final tombstone. He slides over for the over, and Death Dealer goes down for the count.

One… Two… Three! 

Busch, “The Giant got it done but what a fantastic match between these two great adversaries. There’s a reason this has been going on for eight years… The Giant was the better man tonight but if it was any other night? Who knows. These two just know how to go and especially how to go with one another.

Rocket get’s up as the Giant keeps his eyes on him. Death Dealer is standing there near the Giant… As Rocket get’s up, Dealer raises Giant’s arm one more time and points to him…

WHAM!

The crowd gasps as Rocket Launches forward and clotheslines Dealer.

Busch, “What in the World?!”

Dealer rolls back to his feet and the Rocket catches him…

Busch, “BREAK DOWN!”

Rocket jumps up and reaches out grabbing a microphone…

Rocket, “That’s for caining us in the head last week ya drunken son of a bitch!”

The crowd erupts as Busch laughs and says, ‘Well… I guess ya really can’t blame the Rocket there!”
Stryker, “Ha-ha… No, No ya can’t.”

Rocket, “Justin Gravitt…… Eight years… EIGHT YEARS… You and the Rocket have been going back and forth… You said on ICWA.com that if you beat me here tonight, you’d be man enough to look at me, shake my hand and say I’m the better man… Well, I still don’t think you’re the better man…

Giant perks an eyebrow…

Rocket raises a hand, ‘Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Let the Rocket finish… I don’t think you’re the better man… I don’t think I’m the better man, I think that you and I are on a level all to our own and on any given night the outcome on a match like this could go either way… But tonight it went your way and as sure as you said you’d be man enough to shake my hand and say I was the better man if I won… I’m man enough to do the same… Giant… You were the better man tonight… The last eight years have been a privilage.”

With that the Rocket ditches the mic to his left hand and extends his right as the crowd cheers… The Giant nods and accepts Rocket’s hand, shaking the man’s hand in the middle of the ring as the crowd goes wild.

Busch, “Now that’s how ya put eight years in the history books right there…”

The Giant starts to turn around…

Rocket, “BUT…”

The crowd get’s quiet knowing “But”s are never good… Giant turns back around, the handshake concluding…

Rocket, “After a match like that, The Rocket says there’s NO DAMN WAY… That The Giant should hang his boots on anything but the hook inside that locker back there… If you walk away from this sport after putting on the performance you just put on you’re doing a disservice to the boys, you’re doing a disservice to the Rocket, You’re doing a disservice to each and every one of these people out here…”

The crowd cheers loudly…

Rocket, “You’re doing a disservice to the sport and MOST of all… Justin Gravitt… You’re doing a disservice to (points his finger in Giant’s chest) yourself. Because brother…… You’ve Still Got it.”

Crowd: YOU’VE STILL GOT IT (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), YOU’VE STILL GOT IT (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), YOU’VE STILL GOT IT (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap), YOU’VE STILL GOT IT (Clap, Clap, Clap-clap-clap)

Giant looks around at the masses as Busch says, “No question about it, the big man can still go. He showed us that in full effect here tonight.”

Rocket, ‘Just something to think about.”

The Rocket dropped the mic and “Pain Redefined” by Disturbed took over the PA. The Rocket exited the ring through the ropes. As he headed to the back the Giant climbed the ropes and pointed out to the cheering fans.

Busch, “Eight years are in the books between the Rocket and The Giant… The Giant’s expected to be at Demented next week to make an official retirement speech however, ya gotta wonder after the words from the Rocket and the reaction from these fans if the Giant’s still gonna head for the door or not.”
Stryker, “Certainly the ICWA in no rush to push him out the door… If the Giant wanted to stick around I’m sure Commissioner McCreedy would get the paperwork taken care of and get him on the full time roster.”

Giant climbs over the top rope and to the floor, heading up the isle way slapping a few hands here and there as he does so. He finally exits behind the curtain.

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Re:ICWA: Betrayal - June 26th, 2011 - The End.

Date Posted:07/06/2011 8:46 PMCopy HTML


The Rocket says: So there you have it. The end of an eight year rivalry and yeah I didn't win but damn it that was one hell of a match and if I had to do it all over again I wouldn't change a thing... Alright so I lied, the only thing i'd change is that i'd be whoopin that candy ass and walk out with the win. The Rocket and Giant, the match to settle the score has ended and The Giant got his swagger back but don't think that for one second that The Rocket was playing around with the words he said to you.


The Rocket says: You and The Rocket are brothers but don't you dare think for one single second that the moment you forget that, The Rocket will be right there to slap you in the back of the head and make sure that you remember what brought to fame. What brought you to glory and damn it! Who brought you back to prove that you've still got IT! You heard those people that night and damn it you heard every word The Rocket said to you and if you show up at Demented and just walk away then I will personally come down to that ring and truly pull the trigger.


The Rocket says: This concludes the rivalry but whose to say that the war is over?
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