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Subject: What's Rightfully Mine Sun Oct 27, 2013 11:11 am
Triple H checks his wrist tape, smacking it into place. Then he goes onto his knee-pads, pulling them up, making sure they're on tight. He leans back on the rope, stretching out his arms.
And introducing his opponent, from Marietta Georgia, he is the United States Champion! . . . Cody Rhodes!
The fans quickly turn their cheers into boos as Rhodes steps out onto the stage, the U.S. title fit snug around his waist. Triple H watches as Cody paces back and forth on the stage, a mic firmly in his hand. He signals for the sound guys to shut off his music before he raises his mic up in the air.
Cody
Well, look what we've got here. I'll be completely honest with you Hunter, I didn't think you'd show. Not after what I did to you two weeks ago on Raw, you remember don't you? Ah, of course you do, because last week, like the pathetic, scared, loser you are, viciously, and criminally attacked me from behind while I was giving my good friend, Josh Mathews an interview. You've got some nerve. Just who do you think you are, huh? Attacking ME from behind? Do you know who I am!? Here, let me show you. . .
Cody takes a moment to remove his title from around his waist. He then shoves it up into the air, displaying it for the fans, and for Triple H to see. Cody laughs as he brings the championship back down, slinging it over his shoulder.
Cody
That is who I am. The United States Champion! Something, you'll never, ever, be. You may be Big Johnny's best friend, you may be The Game of Game's, heck, you may even be considered a 'legend', but you'll never hold this championship in your hands. That's a promise. From me, to you.
Rhodes lowers his mic as he slowly begins to walks down the ramp, taking his sweet old time. Hunter, now with an evil look on his face, shouts for Cody to move his ass. "Get your ass in here!" He yells as Rhodes let's a smirk crawl it's way onto his face.
Cody
You're very, very excited to get your old bones broken, man! Relax, we've got time, I want to talk. About our feeling, where you see us being in ten year, your live ambitions!
Cody begins to laugh at himself, the fans, not amused, retort with more boos. Triple H, now foaming at the mouth, decides enough is enough and charges out of the ring. Cody is caught by surprise by the attacking Hunter, who hits a nasty looking clothesline on the U.S. Champ. The fans go wild as Triple H lifts Cody up and drags him to the ring, tossing him underneath the bottom rope. A ringside worker runs over to pick up the dropped United States Title as Hunter makes his way into the squared circle. Once inside, the referee signals for the bell keeper to ring the bell. Cody shakes his head, looking over at his opponent. He spits, rising up to his feet and ripping off his jacket, throwing it to the outside area. Rhodes then rushes forward, as does Hunter. The two clash in the middle of the ring, and it's on!
-Twenty-five minuets into the match-
Hunter hits Cody with a huge kick to the gut. He bends Cody downward, wrenching his arms behind his back! Could this be!? Yes! It is! Triple H connects with the Pedigree!
1 . . .2 . . .NO!
Cody just barely manages to lift his shoulder off the mat as the ref was slamming his hand down for the three. Hunter, as well as the fans, are in shock. Triple H slams his hands down onto the mat and shouts out. He stands tall, roaring into the air, performing his signature taunt. Hunter stalks Cody, waiting for him to get up, preparing to hit another Pedigree. The fans are on his side, chanting "End it! End it! End it!" Rhodes, dizzy from the onslaught, rises up and turns to face The Game. Triple H goes for another kick, and he hits it! He sets him up for the Pedigree, will this be it!? No! With all the strength he can muster, Cody hurls Hunter over his shoulders, sending him crashing down to the mat. Both men are now down, warn out from this long, grueling match. The ref begins his count, 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4. Both superstars begin to stir around at the count of five. 6 . . . 7 . . . Hunter gets to his feet, stopping the count.
The fans go crazy as Brock's theme hits the PA system. Triple H also takes notice, turning his attention to the stage area. He has a confused look on his face as his wife, alongside The Beast, step out from the back. Stephanie dawns a devilish smile, while Brock peers down at The Game, showing no emotion. Hunter points to his wife, shouting out, "What are you doing!?" Stephanie simply smiles as Triple H is grabbed from behind, his face slammed into the canvas.
The arena's mood turns sour as the refs hand smacks the mat for the three count. Rhodes quickly rolls out underneath the bottom ropes, not sticking around to celebrate his victory. He rushes over to the announcers table and rips his championship away from the ring announcer's hands. He then speeds over to the ramp, running up it. He turns back once to see the referee checking on Hunter, making sure he's okay. Both Brock and Stephanie pat Rhodes on the back as he meets up with them, a smile present on his face. The trio stand together, Brock and Stephanie raising both of Cody's arms up into the air. The U.S. title shines in the light, Cody's hand grasping it tightly. With the fans booing and Triple H staring up at them, the three take their leave to the back, their jobs done.
(Closed - Feedback would be awesome!)
The Beast
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Subject: Re: What's Rightfully Mine Sun Oct 27, 2013 8:37 pm
Good promo but I guesse if I add to my promo's the things you have video, titantrons and pics and more detail and more length then I guess I will have impressed you enough for me to pick up a second character.
