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| | I Have Been Called to be Judge, Jury, and Executioner...Your Day of Judgement is coming... | | Name of R/P | A Demonic Structure...and a New Phoenix Winterborn | | People mentioned | Various People | | Entrance Music | "Back Against the Wall" - WGEF Productions (Solo), "The Life We Lead" - WGEF Productions (X-Factor) | | Achievements | WGEF TNA Television Champion,XWA United States Champion, XWO Tag Team Champion (w/ Gemini)
MWF World Heavyweight Champion, MWF Intercontinental Champion, MWF Tag Team Champion (w/ Gemini)
IWF Intercontinental Champion, IWF Hardcore Champion, WWE_Life Undisputed Champion
WWE_Life United States Champion, UWR WireZone General Manager(Ret.)
SWA International Champion | | Next match | in the Elimination Chamber match at WGEf On the Edge | | OOC | Numero Uno! Good luck, everyone! | | Musical Inspiration: | "Pushing Me Away" - Linkin Park, "All Downhill from Here" - NFG, "Duality" - Slipknot | | | Phoenix Winterborn, Future WGEF Champion | | | Phoenix Winterborn was sitting in first class on the flight over to Japan for the promotional tour shuffling though his iPod Touch. He had a black beanie on pulled over his eyes halfway, a old, ragged black Body Equipment hoodie with holes underneath the cuffs to fit his thumbs though, a pair of arctic camo pants, and his DC Commander shoes on. His headphones were on snug behind his ears as he leaned the chair back, relaxing. Phoenix Winterborn:
(to himself) So much music...so little time... He settled on some relaxing Celtic music by Loreena McKennitt as he prepared to drift off to sleep when he was tapped on the shoulder by a female flight attendant. She had a soft, inviting smile on her face as she looked down at Phoenix. Flight Attendant:
I am so sorry to bother you, Mr. Winterborn, but I was wondering if I could get an autograph from you for my fiancee. He's a huge wrestling fan, and would be so jealous if he knew you were on this flight and I didn't get something from you. Phoenix paused his iPod, pulling off one of his headphones, and lifting up his beanie. He looks up at the waiting flight attendant as he pulls out a pen from his carry-on bag, and snags a napkin from the next tray over. Signing the napkin, he hands it to her as he smiles. Phoenix Winterborn:
Tell you fiancee thanks for watching, hun. Don't worry about bothering me. You didn't, and I'm used to people coming up to me all over the place, so you're all good. Oh, is there a way I could get a small bottle of water at all? The flight attendant nods, as she takes the napkin, putting it into her pocket and walking off towards the back of the plane. Phoenix lifts up the side of his beanie, and slides his headphone back on, and drifts off to sleep... ****************************************************** DING!
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we are making our final approach into Tokyo International Airport. Please return your seats to the upright position and lock your trays away. The current time in Tokyo is 3:53 am. Thank you for flying United Airlines, and we hope to have you aboard again real soon." Phoenix blinked his eyes open. Were they seriously almost in Japan? Felt like they just took off a couple hours ago. He looked down at his iPod. It was dead. Phoenix Winterborn:
Hmm..looks like we have been up in the air awhile.. He shrugged to himself, and grabbed his carry-on bag as he stuffed his iPod in one of the pockets. A little bit later after the plane had touched down, Phoenix found the rental car that PR had reserved for him. He studied the car. PR knew what he liked. A 2009 Skyline R35. Brillant silver. He ran his hand along the epitome of Japanese auto technology. He smirked to himself as he climbed into the right side of the car, and pressed the start button. The engine hummed to life as Phoenix took off for the hotel. ******************************************************* 11:24 am
Outside the Toyko Dome
Toyko, Japan Phoenix was in one of his better outfits today..granted, a warmer outfit due to the coolness of the air outside in Toyko today, but a nice outfit nonetheless. A press confrence was going on to co-inside with the announcement that WGEF was coming for a tour of Japan before the end of the year. A few of the big names from WGEF were on hand for the event, but the announcer called on Phoenix first. "Back Against the Wall" started to play as Phoenix waved to the Japanese and American reporters and fans as he stepped up to the podium, motioning for them to take their seats as he began to speak. Phoenix Winterborn:
Konichawa, Toyko. As you all know by now, I am Phoenix Winterborn, and I am here to help make the announcement that the WGEF is going to be coming here to Japan in December for an exclusive tour to showcase some of the best wrestling the US has to offer! The crowd was up on their feet cheering as Phoenix continued. Phoenix Winterborn:
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the best of the best will be here to show you exactly what we are all about. Rumor even has it that there will be some championship matches while we are here. (another pop from the crowd) Now, the promoters here are giving me time for a few questions before we hand it off to the next person. (Phoenix looks out over the crowd) Yes, you sir. Reporter 1:
Konichawa, Phoenix. Sun Ju Lee, Toyko Sports Editor. Recently, you stole Chris McKenzie's WGEF Championship belt from him. Why? Phoenix Winterborn:
Thanks for the question, Mr. Lee. (Phoenix reaches under the podium, pulling out Chris McKenzie's WGEF Championship) This belt right here? Well, as you can see once I pull my hair up (he brushes his hair to the side, exposing the gash on his head) I needed some retribution on Chris McKenzie for this little bangup right here. That, and the fact that, since he won the WGEF Championship back at King of the Ring, he has been even more arrogant than ever before. Blaming me for his life going wrong, when he was the one to screw it away..literally. I took it upon myself to show Chris that that is not the way the real world works. That he is content living in a fantasy world. There are prices to pay for your actions, and for your false accusations. Chris McKenzie will learn soon enough that, if you push me too far, I'm liable to snap, and that's when bad things happen to bad people. Next question. Reporter 2:
Phoenix, Chris McCleary, Chicago Tribune. I had to fly out here to get some words from one of Chicago's own going into this match you have coming up at On the Edge. You're stepping into the Elimination Chamber about two of your best friends in the wrestling business as well as three people you can't stand being in the same building with, let alone the same ring. How can you honestly prepare for something with the magnitude of the Elimination Chamber? Phoenix Winterborn:
Chris, I hate to say it, but there really is no way to prepare for the Elimination Chamber. This is going to be my first time stepping into a structure such as this, but I have watched the tapes of WWE when they had theirs. You can't help but be somewhat afraid of stepping into something like that, and anyone thats tells you otherwise is lying to you. I guess how I end up doing in this match is going to be determined by how the entrance goes. Of course, I'll have a better chance of winning if I come in last, and a not-so-good chance of winning if I'm first in. But rest assured, I am willing to do whatever it takes to walk out of that demonic structure as the real WGEF Champion. You are right about the people in this match though. Christian Cage was the man who mentored me..who taught me everything I know about professional wrestling. He told me way back when I first started training, "Phoenix, if you want to make it, you have to be sure you know how to make an instant impact. Do something they haven't seen before. You're going to be one of the best, just give it time. You'll know when it's your time to step up and claim that world title." Well, I've done a lot of thinking, and I am sure that this is my time to step up, and rightfully claim this world title. Christian, Chris Kinning, and myself have been though alot in these past couple weeks, and believe it or not, it has made us closer than ever before. We all have one thing in mind, and as much as I hate to say it, I know Chris Orton and JBL have the same things on their minds. Making sure that Chris McKenzie does NOT walk out of On the Edge with the WGEF Championship. Chris Orton, in a sense, impressed me last Friday after our match when he joined in on softening up Chris McKenzie before his new cronies came out for him. But, as you can see, I was able to get the last laugh on McKenzie's crew until the Elimination Chamber. Phoenix adjusts the championship on his shoulder as the hands shoot back up for more questions. Reporter 3:
Phoenix, Denise Sandoval, Pro Wrestling Illustrated. As storied as the rivalry between you and Chris McKenzie is, you've also had a few run-ins with the Texas Loudmouth JBL. What are your thoughts on him, and do you think he'll pose a threat at the pay-per-view? Phoenix Winterborn:
Denise, any time you have a man the size of JBL in a match, you have to be a little more cautious. That Clothesline from hell can come from nowhere, and knock your block off. i was actually on the recieving end of it one time when JBL was just starting out in WGEF. Now, that doesn't mean that he's not going down tonight, but the simple fact of the matter is that, just like I did on Fight Night, I am going to manhandle Leyfield. It's a simple fact of life. I've done more in my career than him, and the day he gets the WGEF Championship is the day that I hang up my boots for good. Next! Reporter 4:
Good afternoon, Phoenix. Sung Hi Kyoo with Japanese Wrestling Press. Chris Orton made some interesting comments about you over the last couple of days, going to far as to call you Winterbore, and claiming that he is the uncrowned champion. A lot of people seem to echo his comments. Do you have a response? Phoenix Winterborn:
I sure do, Sung Hi. Chris Orton loves to mimic people. Do you know how many times I've been called Winterbore? It doesn't even make me bat an eyelash now. People will say what they want to, and Chris Orton never really has anything interesting to say. As Aerosmith put it so fittingly, he has "The Same Ol' Song and Dance". How he became the WGEf Undisputed Champion back in the day is beyond me. He cuts boring promos, and that same monotone style is echoed in the ring. He has no flare to him. He's just too plain, and people don't really want to see him as champion again because he won't keep the title for more than what? A week? two? Maybe? Thanks for the question, Sung Hi. Who's got next? Reporter 5:
Phoenix, what's good? ATL Underground news. Now, you knew this question was gonna come at some point, but with everything that has happened between you and Chris McKenzie, what is your response to his latest accusations about you endangering the life of his and Kaylee Adams's unborn son? Phoenix Winterborn:
(pausing for a moment think) You know...Chris McKenzie can't stand taking the blame for anything that isn't caught on camera. I will admit, I was in the process of a conversation with Kaylee Adams when she collasped. I'll fully admit that. She started yelling at me, and the ensuing stress level caused her stomach to tighten up, and she dropped. The baby is ok, but I can only imagine the conversation between her and Chris McKenzie after she got back home to Winchester. The fact that Chris McKenzie doesn't like me anyways just gave him an excuse to blame me. Chris McKenzie needs to realize that there comes a time where one has to take some responsibility who his actions and for his words. He knows that he can't be the WGEF Champion forever. He knows that his body has been though more abuse in one year than I've gone through in eight. I am not responsible for what happened to Kaylee Adams, and I kinda feel sorry for Chris in a way, because he is going to be so focused on trying to take me out that someone else might end up taking advantage of it, and roll him up. I would end up laughing so hard at that if it does happen, you have no idea. Phoenix looks over at the promoter who is tapping his watch, signaling that his time is up. Phoenix Winterborn:
(turning back to the crowd) Well, it looks like the other people want a little time up here, so it's time for me to go. I will be hanging around later if anyone wants autographs, so feel free to stop up and say hi to me. With that, Phoenix's music starts playing again, as he goes back to take his seat, and the press conference rolls on. ******************************************************* Later in the evening, Phoenix is back at his hotel sitting on his computer when an IM pops up. It's Chris Kinning and Ivy Stratus. Phoenix opens up the window and starts a video and voice conversation. Chris Kinning:
What up, bro? Phoenix Winterborn:
Konichawa, bitches. All three of them laugh as Ivy pokes her head in. Ivy Stratus:
Hey Phoenix! We miss you already! Phoenix Winterborn:
(smiling) Thanks, you two. it's actually really cool over here. The culture is off the chain. I feel at home with all the crazy-lookin people. That and the skyline is to die for. I'll send a pic here in a few minutes. how's things on the homefront? Chris Kinning:
They're alright. Chris is still pretty pissed that you grabbed the belt, and ran off to Japan for the week. Phoenix Winterborn:
Yeah? Well, he'll get over it. I'm actually here on work, and let me tell ya...I love my job. hey, have either one of you heard from Jason? Ivy Stratus:
Neither one of us have. Not exactly sure where he's been. Last i saw him was when the ref was helping him to the back after Fight Night. Phoenix Winterborn:
Weird..he was the first one I was actually expecting to call or e-mail or something. Oh, well. Him and Serenity are prolly off doing something. It is about 11-something there, isn't it? Chris Kinning:
Yeah, the old man is prolly in bed by now... (all three laugh again as ivy playfully punches Chris on the arm) Ivy Stratus:
(smiling) That wasn't funny, Chris... Chris Kinning:
Then why are you laughing along with us, hmm? Ivy smiles again as Phoenix leans back in his chair right before there is a knock at the door. Phoenix Winterborn:
(almost falling out of his chair) Oh, crap! (he grabs onto the desk to stop himself as Chris and Ivy laugh again) Hold on a sec, guys. Room service is here. Phoenix gets up for a moment, going to the door. he takes his food, bows to the bellhop, and closes the door with his butt as he looks down at the plate. A little bit of sushi, and a good ol' double cheeseburger. He sets the plate on the desk next to the computer and takes the chopsticks, grabbing a piece of the sushi, popping it into his mouth. Chris Kinning:
You'd better watch out for that, man. Remember the last time you had sushi? Phoenix Winterborn:
(in between chewing) Yeah, I remember..but this place has REAL sushi..not the pre-made stuff. I know this'll be good. Chris Kinning:
If you say so, bro..Just don't bitch when you get sick, and can't make your press confrences. (Phoenix nods as Chris is sitting, thinking about his next words) ok, so we got this match coming up on the 23rd. You know we're both gunning for Chris, but I want you to know that I got your back, so long as you have mine. Phoenix Winterborn:
Man, you know I gotcha until the day I die. We're about as close as bothers, and that's how family works, man. We look out for each other. Unless it somehow comes down to you and me. At that point, all bets are off..at least for that particular timeframe. Chris Kinning:
Oh, so you won't lay down for me? (laughing) Phoenix Winterborn:
Oh, you're funny, huh? Man, you should know by now that I lay down for no one. Not even my brother. It's gonna be a fight in that match, no doubt. Hey bro, I got to get rolling for now. I got a call comin in on my cell, so I'll holla at cha later, k? Chris Kinning:
No prob, bro. Take care. Oh, buy stuff to bring home! Phoenix laughs as he waves goodbye to Chris and Ivy as he closes the connection while his phone is still ringing. The caller ID says M. Harris. he pushes the green button, and Michael Harris's voice is on the other end. Michael Harris:
Bro, where the hell are ya? I got this party goin on here at the house...I got the bitches, the booze, and you ain't even around! What gives? Phoenix Winterborn:
(laughing) Bro, I'm on assignment right now. WGEF flew some of us out to Japan for a promotional tour. I just found out about it yesterday,a nd didn't really have a lot of time to pack stuff up. Michael Harris:
Shitty. Well, sucks you're not here. These twins are DYING to meet you, man. Guess they'll have to settle for me...like I'm complaining. Phoenix Winterborn:
You don't change, do ya? Well, get their phone numbers for me. I'll let 'em know how we do in the Chi. Act like I'm gonna call 'em and then don't. I got one woman on the mind right now. Michael Harris:
You still talkin about Kaylee? Man, listen to me, no matter what she says, she's bad news, man. To be honest, I don't know how McKenzie put up with her for as long as he did. I ain't gonna tell ya know, cause you've tamed bigger bitches than that, but watch your step, aight? (putting his hand to the phone yelling out to someone) I'll be right there! (back fully on the phone) Hey man...we're gettin some beer pong goin up, so I'll holla at cha later, aight? Phoenix Winterborn:
Aight, man. be easy. Michael Harris
You too, bro. Later. Phoenix hung up the phone, and went over to his bed. He was still worn out from the jetlag, so he kicked his shoes off, and laid down, soon after drifting asleep... ******************************************************* Phoenix woke up a few hours later, suddenly unable to sleep. He sat up in his bed, looking around before walking over to the window to look out upon Toyko. He leaned up against the window, and sighed to himself. Phoenix Winterborn:
It's so...busy out there. All those people, still wandering around at this hour. (he looked down at his watch, noticing it was after 10pm) If I don't get back to sleep soon, I'm gonna be in crappy shape for the autograph signing tomorrow...I gotta take some stuff down, or I'm never gonna get back to sleep. He made his way over to his computer, and sat down, pulling up MySpace. Logging into his blog, he went to post a new entry. Date:Nov. 19th, 2008
Mood: Sleepy So, it's about 10:30 pm, and I can't sleep here in Toyko, so I figured I'd update this since I haven't gotten the chance to in awhile. As you all know, WGEFis hosting On the Edge later this month, and your boy Phoenix is back in the main event. This time, it's the infamous Elimination Chamber. Me, Chris Kinning, Christian Cage, Chris McKenzie, JBL and Chris Orton are all going to be putting each other through an almost literal hell to gain legal possession on the WGEF Championship. I'm sure all of you saw on WGEF.com where I forcefully took the WGEF Championship belt from Chris mcKenzie after laying him out on it with the Impaler. I gotta tell ya, that felt so damn good to actaully have some sort of an advantage on him now. Currently, the belt is sitting here next to me on the bed in my hotel room in Toyko, and it's never looked better, in my humble opinion. Chris McKenzie seems to be a little butthurt about me taking the belt from him, but after his little attack on me on Fight Night, I consider this just desserts, personally, and I know most of you agree with me on that. I mean, I still have the gash over my eye from him slamming me though one of the monitors. I'm glad he didn't put my eye out, otherwise I would've taken more than just his championship belt. Peoples, come On the Edge, Chris McKenzie is going to finally get whats coming to him, and he's going to get it ten-fold. There is going to be four other guys who hate him just as much as I do, and who are willing to do anything to make sure that he doesn't leave that match with the WGEF Championship in tow. =D
Well, I can't even think of anything else to say for right now, so i'm going to try and get some sleep. Got this big tour of Japan we're on, so lots of little Japanese kids looking at me, and I can't be real socialble if I'm dragging like a zombie. lol So, be easy, y'all, and I'll be back stateside in time for the official press conference for On the Edge later on this week! Peace and Keep Flyin',
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MWF World Heavyweight Champion, MWF Intercontinental Champion, MWF Tag Team Champion (w/ Gemini)
IWF Intercontinental Champion, IWF Hardcore Champion, WWE_Life Undisputed Champion
WWE_Life United States Champion, UWR WireZone General Manager(Ret.)
SWA International Champion | | Next match | in the Elimination Chamber match at WGEF On the Edge | | OOC | Number Two! Good luck, everyone! | | Musical Inspiration: | Various TV Shows | | | Phoenix Winterborn, Future WGEF Champion | | | Phoenix Winterborn had just stepped out of the shower and gotten some form of clothing on. He lifted his blonde hair to check on the gash that Chris McKenzie so graciously gave him last week. Moving his fingers over it slowly, he winced. That was gonna be there for awhile...probably until after chamber. He got out his antibacterial wipes, and placed it on his forehead, wiping directly over the cut. Phoenix grimaced as he finished, and put a band-aid over it. Coming out of the bathroom, he looked at the clock on his bedside table. His flight was leaving in about four hours, so he had toget packed up, and ready to go home. He wasn't so sure about leaving, though. Phoenix really liked his time in the Orient. The culture, the people...it was all just...nice. After packing up the rest of his clothes, Phoenix pulled his chair up towards the window, and looked out on the city as the sun rose up over the skyline. It was a beautiful sight to behold, but Phoenix knew that it couldn't last... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 3:10 pm
LAX International Airport
Los Angeles, CA Phoenix stepped out of LAX into the hazy city of L.A. 'It's good to be home,' he thought to himself as he went to find his car to start the drive to his house down in Oceanside, when his phone went off with the generic ringtone. He looked at the caller ID, and it was some random phone number. Normally, he didn't pick up, but this one time, he still picked it up. Phoenix Winterborn:
Hello? Caller:
You go to the Pay-per-View, your career is over. There was a click on the other end. Phoenix looked at the phone, and the timer was flashing, signaling that the call had ended. Irritated that someone would call him to make an empty threat like that, Phoenix called the number back, and it came up with the message saying that that number was no longer in service. He assumed that someone was just playing a prank on him as he put the phone back in his pocket, and get into his car to drive home to sleep for a few hours before hopping back on a place for Buffalo the next morning. While he was in the car, though, they were doing a replay of Chris McKenzie on 88.9 KXLU. After hearing the interview, Phoenix had to laugh. Good ol' McKenzie was up to his old tricks, talking about how when Phoenix retailiated, calling it dumb and underhanded..Yeah, just like he attacked Phoenix from behind, slamming his face into a backstage monitor. Phoenix was gonna have to address this when he got home, because there was no way he was going to let this one sit. 6:02 pm
Phoenix's Home
Oceanside, CA Phoenix walked in with his bags, and dropped them off at the door as he plopped down on his suede couch. Phoenix Winterborn:
Dear God, it's good to be home. No rest for the wicked, though. Something has to be done about McKenzie's cute little comments on the radio. Phoenix laid there for a moment, relaxing after the long flight before getting up, and walking over to his computer, turning it on and logging onto the WGEF.com homepage. There was a live chat going on, so Phoenix decided to surprise everyone by stopping in. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
PhoenixWinterborn has logged into chat RobertLevy: Well well...quite the unexpected surprise everyone! Phoenix Winterborn has decided to join us in chat tonight! XFactorNewest: Hey Phoenix! Good to have you here! PhoenixWinterborn: Thanks, everyone. I'm actually here for a specific purpose tonight. Who heard the radio interview the other day that Chris McKenzie did? RobertLevy: I'm sure a lot of us did, Phoenix. XFactorNewest: I did! McKenzie4evr: I totally did! Wouldn't miss my future husband talking! lol PhoenixSensation: Yeah, I caught it. PhoenixWinterborn: Well, I just got back earlier today from our promo tour in Japan, and I heard a recap of it, so I felt compelled to come here and address it for all of you. RobertLevy: Well phoenix, the proverbial floor is yours. PhoenixWinterborn: Thanks, Robert. This is going to be in a few parts cause of the size limits, so bear with me. Ok, Friday night Fight Night. Who saw Chris McKenzie attack me backstage, and damn near near putting my eye out when he slammed me into the monitor? Well, Saturday during a house show, I paid him back in full by DDT'ing him onto his Championship belt, and snagging it from him. Well, i guess he called the attack underhanded and PhoenixWinterborn: dumb. He wants to call it that, I like to call it retribution, thank you. I still don't know why he keeps blaming me for Kaylee Adams. it's like he was blamed for everything as a child, and now he's like continuing the cycle or something retarded like that. but, you know what? It's all good, because he's gonna get whats comin to him come the Elimination Chamber. Things are going to be different once I legally lay claim to the WGEF PhoenixWinterborn: Championship. Chris mcKenzie will go back to being part of the mid-card. Yeah, he may catch a streak of luck and main-event the weekly shows, but he will not be challenging for the WGEF Championship anytime soon. Questions? Mckenzie4evr: Why won't you give McKenzie a rematch when this is your second shot at trying to gain the championship, which you stole from him? And what you did was kinda underhanded, by the way. PhoenixWinterborn: Mckenzie4evr, the reason I won't give McKenzie a automatic rematch is because i am going to make him do it the way I did it. I have to earn my rematch. So, he will have to earn his rematch, thank you. PhoenixSensation: Phoenix, do you think your friendship with Chris Kinning and Christian Cage will play into your favor in this match? PhoenixWinterborn: PhoenixSensation, of course I do. nice name, by the way. :-) Christian, Chris and I have already touched on this, and if the three of us luck out and get into the ring against anyone, everyone else is pretty much in for a bad day. Believe that. XFactorNewest: Phoenix, with Chris Mckenzie on the warpath to reclaim his WGEF Championship, do you think anyone is safe? PhoenixWinterborn: I think we're all gonna be ok for the sole fact that Chris McKenzie isn't a real wrestler. Yeah, he tries to play himself off like a badass, but have you noticed that he only strikes hard when everyone is down? Case in point....last Friday on Fight Night. All five of us had mckenzie down when his cronies hit the ring, cause he couldn't handle it on his own. Trust me, he's got nowhere to hide in the chamber. PhoenixWinterborn: Guys, I hate to cut this out so soon, but I really gotta get going. I'm suffering from some SERIOUS jet-lag. :( I'll catch up with y'all soon! Keep Flyin'! PhoenixWinterborn has logged out from chat.
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Phoenix Winterborn had finally gotten a chance to lay down at his home in Oceanside, CA after a hectic week of running around Japan with the WGEF Media Tour. He got to spend a lot of time with a couple of his friends, but he needed some time to himself. Some time to reflect. He looked over across the room at the WGEF Championship that lay across the his business desk. That thing was almost more trouble than it was worth. It nearly cost him his eye, and it's come close to costing him his career on a couple occasions. Just the fact that he had it made him a personal target of Chris McKenzie, the current champion. Of course, that was the only logical thing to do after McKenzie's attack on his two weeks ago. After Phoenix's small arguement with Kaylee, leading to her being rushed home, Phoenix and McKenzie got into an altercation...ok, not so much an altercation as it was a beatdown on the part of McKenzie. After slamming Phoenix's head into a backstage monitor and punting him in the head, Phoenix had had only revenge on his mind. That next day as Phoenix was doing an interview for WGEF.com, McKenzie and his two new goons came up and started gloating about the attack the previous day. Phoenix could do nothing but wait, because he already had a plan in mind. After Stevenson and Lovo took their leave, Phoenix sprung, taking out the champ with an Impaler DDT, and walking off with the WGEF Championship. Since then, Phoenix has stayed in the public eye with his week in Japan with Chris Kinning and Mari Saito. Before Phoenix had a chance to fall asleep though, his phone went off. Picking it up and looking at it, he saw an unknown number. He thought momentarily about answering it, but decided to toss it on his pillow and drift off to sleep until the morning... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Los Angeles, CA 187. A code the police use for a murder. The most henious of crimes one can commit. Murder is a word Chris McKenzie likes to throw around a lot. To be specific, Chris McKenzie believes that he is going to kill the man known as Phoenix Winterborn at the next WGEF Pay-Per-View, On the Edge. Let him try. Phoenix Winterborn is the one man who will not die, no matter what he may think. The scene opens up to Phoenix Winterborn getting ready for a promo based in Los Angeles. A funeral parlor on Sunset Boulevard. Phoenix Winterborn is inside the building, WGEF Championship in hand. He has a different look about him. Something few people have seen before. He is standing in front of five differnet coffins, each with a small nameplant on them. Phoenix is solemn, depressed even as he begins to speak
Phoenix Winterborn:
(slightly looking up towards the camera) You know, I thought it was only fitting to come here to Sunset to administer proper last rites for five celebrities that will be laid to rest soon. No, I'm not talking about Hollywood actors. I am making references to five very particular people. Those people being Chris Orton, John Leyfield, Chris Kinning, Christian Cage, and Christopher McKenzie. THings have gone too far in this hunt for the WGEF Championship, and it is high time for these five men to be laid to rest. I am tired of caring about people. I am sick and tired of trying to impress everyone. Chris McKenzie, I took your WGEF Championship not just to get in your head, but to prove to you that I can take you out anytime anywhere. All it takes is one second. One second for you to be caught off-guard. One second for you to not be paying attention. ONE SECOND for you to make a mistake, and for you to be dropped on your head, knocking you the fuck out, and allowing me to pin you, and rid the WGEF of you, Chris. I took your belt out of cold blood. I did it...just because I could. It's high time for you to realize that I am better than you, and I can do to you whatever I damn well please. You know why you have those wins over me? You want the honest-to-god truth? I GAVE you those wins. I gave you those wins to draw fans. To draw ratings. People want to see me win, and they can't wait for me to actually do it. I took the dive on those matches, because it makes for good TV to have the face chase the title. But the time has come to drop the charade. I am tired of being the person the kids look up to. They don't need a role model like me. Because frankly, they don't deserve someone like me. I am, quite possibly, one of the most well-known and well-respected names in professional wrestling today. I am, to sum it up, a legend. What are you? Some pretty boy off the streets? I let you win to help your ego, Chris. It's called a feud. Something a mark like you might not fully understand. It strings people along. Keeps them tuning in. I am tired of playing all these worthless games, McKenzie. It is finally time to end your pathetic reign as world champion, and begin mine. Phoenix stops walking for a moment to collect his thoughts, and continues pacing around the casket labeled 'Chris McKenzie'.
Phoenix Winterborn:
Chris, why do you ALWAYS throw around the blame for your FUCKED UP LIFE?! Nothing is your fault, is it? Why is that? Is it because you believe your own hype? Is it because you really are "God's Gift to Professional Wrestling"? You probably can't tell the difference between fantasy and reality, can you? You can't distinguish the fact that you are NO BETTER than anyone else who steps out from that curtain! The only reason you are the champion right now is because I haven't gone all out in that ring. I filled your ego, and now I am regretting that fact. Because you have become so obscenely disgusting that it has finally come time for me to squash all your hopes and dreams. I hope to God that your little fucktoy Kia and her bastard son are going to be watching that match, because I want her to see for real what kind of man she is going to marry. I want her to see her pathetic excuse of a boyfriend. Chris McKenzie, you dispatch all these underhanded tactics to try and undermine me, and look where it all got you. The first time I spin it around on you, and you're suddenly without your precious WGEF Championship. I bet that just has to piss you off doesn't it? The simple fact that you are, in fact, a mere mortal, and the one man whom you hate more than anyone else in the world exposed you as such in front of the entire world. I take great satisfaction in that. You of all people know that I am truly better than you, and it pains you to admit it. That's why you picked up Thing 1 and Thing 2, to watch your back for you, protect you. Hell, I bet they even tuck you in at night and kiss your forehead and hand you your teddybear, huh? You're insecure, Chris. You always have to have someone around you, boosting your ego for you. I can prove to you that I need no one to make me feel better about myself. Not Chris Kinning, not Christian Cage...NOBODY! The time has come for me to strike out on my own. To take no prisoners. To say to hell with everyone. I am my own man, and no one else can define me. Not even you, in your quote-unquote "infinite wisdom". Give me a break. You're lucky you graduated High School. Come back to reality, champ. Not everyone is under you. Remember the old rule they taught you in wrestling school...if you even went. "There's always someone better." That someone just happens to be me. Get ready for your demise, o WGEF Champion. Your reign of terror is about to come to an abrupt end at the hands of one Phoenix Alex Winterborn. If you think you can truly kill me, I whole-heartedly invite you to try. No one else has come close yet, and neither will you. Phoenix Winterborn:
The next funeral we will be holding is for John Leyfield. (Phoenix walks over in front of the second coffin) What can be said about the soon-to-be deceased career of The Self-Made Millionare? He was a no-talent champion in WWE, and was nothing but a never was here in the WGEF. Here lies the career of a man who offered nothing to this business but empty promises. A man whose legacy consists of nothing but meaningless threats, and failed attempts at being a main-eventer. There are only three true people in this company worthy of holding main-event status. Deacon Havok, Chris Michaels, and myself. Mr. Leyfield never was a true man to be considered of a main-event position because he just can't deliever. Never could, and he never will. So, he got lucky and got one win over me. I promised to myself and to the world that it would not happen again, and look what happened? It hasn't, and it won't at On the Edge, either. JBL deserves nothing more than to open the show in a dark match, because that's about as much talent he has. The only thing he is really good for is putting over new talent who somewhat deserve their chance. John, listen to me, and listen carefully. Your days as a wrestler will end at On the Edge, I promise you. Start packing your bags to go home now. Back to your cushy job as a broker, and bury your career with some dignity instead of trying to continue chasing something that you will never come close to achieving. You will never be great, John. You will never be what you once were. Give up while you still have a chance. Otherwise, your body will be lying here next to Chris McKenzie's worthless carcass. I remember when you were actually somewhat decent as a member of the APA, but that was the peak of your career, which isn't really saying much. After that, you just went downhill even more to the point where you were the laughing stock of any locker room you entered. Even now, the people talk about you when you're not paying attention. Hell, I know I do it all the time. Back to the point. John, this sadistic structure is not for the elderly or the faint of heart. For the sake of your health, I am pleading with you not to step into this match. If you do, your career is promised to end an untimely death. As Phoenix moves to the third coffin, Phoenix cracks a small smile. Phoenix Winterborn:
Chris Orton, again, I do not understand why you are in this match. You keep trying to convince yourself and anyone that takes enough pity on you to listen that you are still considered a threat in this match when you know that you are only lying to yourself and everyone else. You are a weak, pathetic excuse for a man, and the only reason I would EVER take pity on you is long enough to put you out of your misery, and end your also worthless career. I don't know enough about you to waste anymore real time on you, so I will leave you with this. The second you said that taking Chris McKenzie's WGEF Championship killed my hype is the moment I lost my last shread of respect for you. Who are you to talk about hype? Chris, you have NONE! ZERO! You are about as worthless to this roster as the Phantom of WGEF himself, Derek Manning! Get a real life, because the one you have right now is life is like a loss of yardage in football. You're no good. Phoenix hesitated before moving on to the final two caskets. These were open, as compared to McKenzie's Leyfield's and Orton's, who were all closed. Phoenix looks up and around the small parlor-style room as he continued his speech. Phoenix Winterborn:
Here lies the storied career of Jason Reso aka "The Instant Classic" Christian Cage. Christian Cage was a great wrestler, and an even greater man. He was the man who took me under his wing when I first started wrestling, and taught me everything I know about the ins and the outs of this business. But...there comes a time when every student must become greater than the teacher. I have already passed that time. Christian and I battled all over the world, and I got to the point where I could beat him on a regular basis. Lately, he has been getting old and forgetting his apperances and such. Christian, your career, just like the others over here to my right, will die a slow...horrible death within the Elimination Chamber. His casket is open because I feel that world needs to see this.
Phoenix steps out of the way, and inside the casket are replicas of the NWA World Heavyweight Championship and the WWE Intercontinental Championship. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ladies and Gentlemen, here lies the legacy of one Christian Cage. A two-time NWA title holder, and multi-time IC champ. Jason, I hate to do this to you, but your career, storied as it is, must come to an end. I am not the man to end careers on purpose, but I will if you get in my way of becoming the WGEF Champion, and claiming what I know in my heart is what rightfully belongs to me. Christian, you have done a lot for me, and dont get me wrong, I am appreciative of that, but every big star must have his swan song at some point. Your time for your final dance will come inside that Chamber. Phoenix slowly closes the casket, and moves on to the final one, which bears the name 'Chris Kinning'. Phoenix looked down at the coffin, which was a bit more ornate than the others. Phoenix took the WGEF Championship off his shoulders, placing it on the pew in front. Going back to the coffin for Kinning, Phoenix ran his hand over it slowly, admiring the craftsmanship that was put into it. Slowly making his way back to the front of it, he reached down the championship, holding it in his hands as he began to talk about his friend.
Phoenix Winterborn:
And this casket here? This casket is for the short, yet memorable career of one Chris Kinning. I did like Christian did for me. I took this young man under my wing, and taught him everything he knew. It's a shame though really. He let his head get too big for him, and he got greedy, so I had to end his career as well. He's going to turn his back on me at the most inoppurne moment. Not for me, but for him. He will try and steal my thunder when it matters the most, and I will have no other recourse but to destroy him. I said it before and I'll say it again. I. Need. No one. I don't need someone watching my back like Chris McKenzie needs someone to watch his. I am greater than that. I am a man of many feats. I have won championships all over the world. Chris Kinning is still a rookie, and he still needs more time before challenging again for the WGEF Championship. I have seen a lot of people challenge for world titles that either didn't deserve a world title or weren't ready. Chris Kinning is neither deserving or ready. He may have already fought one-on-one for this belt, but that doesn't mean that he was anywhere CLOSE to being ready or able to carry this company. I can do that and more. I have single-handedly carried companies before as their world champion, and it is finally time. Finally time for me to show everyone that, just like the song for John Cena says, "My Time is Now". Phoenix goes to stand in front as the simple podium in front of all five of the caskets. Phoenix Winterborn:
Folks, here lie the careers of five of the most worthless men ever to step foot into a professional wrestling ring, and coincidentlly, these five men are the exact same men who I will be facing in the Elimination Chamber at On the Edge.May their pathetic careers rest in peace once and for all after I walk out of there as the real...WGEF Champion... Phoenix bows his head for a moment of silence before putting the WGEF Championship back over his shoulder, and leaving the funeral parlor with the camera zoomed out enough to show all five of the caskets closed and awaiting visitors... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Norfolk, VA
WGEF House Show Phoenix Winterborn was backstage at a local WGEF house show, intently watching something on his iPod. It was the "newscast" that Chris McKenzie did a few days ago on the Chicago Fox News affliate WFLD. Every time he scrolled it back to the beginning of the podcast where he was addressing Phoenix, he kept getting more and more upset. Finally, he had to put it away, and stormed off towards the production truck in a damn neat fit of rage, demanding that the crew find that piece to play soon. As he walked back inside, he was caught by Robert Levy. Robert Levy:
Phoenix, hi. I wanted to get some thoughts from you about Chris McKenzie's WFLD newscast the other day. Play the clip, please. After the clip plays where Chris McKenzie runs down Phoenix once again, Phoenix looks like he is about ready to snap out on the next person to look at him wrong. Robert Levy:
Phoenix, obviously this feud between you and the WGEF Champion has taken a highly emotional and personal turn. WHat do you make of the situation? Phoenix has to hold his hand over his mouth for a moment before responding. Phoenix Winterborn:
Robert, to sum it up, Chris McKenzie must have more money than brains. Come here, let's sit down and think about this. Here is Chris McKenzie, paying someone to take over the Fox news station for about 10 minutes, and for what? To pop off at the mouth some more? Robert, It's pretty obvious that Chris has finally lost his mind, just like Chris Orton. He throws around the word jobber like everyone here except him is one. i'll bet he doesn't even know the true meaning of the word, so he resorts to throwing it around all willy-nilly. He is throwing around all these empty promises and threats, and frankly, I'm sick of it. This is going around, telling anyone that will listen that he is going to beat me within an inch of my life. That he is going to make my spills buckets of my own blood. Well, that's all good for him. I knew before he even had that thought. I knew that someone has to be extremely lucky NOT to bleed in this match. He wants to make an attempt on ending my career. Well, Chris. I'm right here. You're probably at home watching this in between boning the latest prostitute you picked up off the south side outside of the L station. Oh wait...my bad. That must be Kia or whatever her name is. Chris, you f***ing windbag. I hope you're ready to legally hand over this WGEF Championship to me, because as soon as I get my hands on you. you will regret the day that you EVER messed with Phoenix Winterborn. That wonderful DDT heard 'round the world last week? That was only the beginning. You don't consider me a threat, do you? You are prolly still trying to convince yourself that I mean nothing to you, and neither do these other jackoffs in this match. Let me clue you in on another thing there, 'o glorious champion. These other men just can't stack up to the single destructive power of one PISSED-OFF Phoenix. There is no chance on God's green earth that I am going to let you walk out of Buffalo with this. (he holds the WGEF Championship up next to him) This is not a warning, not a threat, but a simple promise to everyone that steps foot in that Elimination Chamber with me. I am out for blood, and I don't care who I get it from. Pray to whatever god you have that it's not you that I choose to destroy. Phoenix look deep into the camera. Something has come over him. A demonic presnce, if you will. It's obvious that Chris McKenzie has pushed Phoenix to become a changed man. Someone with reckless abandon. Someone who doesn't cares what happens to him, as long as something bad happens to someone else. Only time will tell if Phoenic looks to follow through on his promise of wonton violence. Smart people are putting their money on the firebird. One can only imagine the type of carnage that Phoenix wishes to bestow on fellow chamber mates come WGEF On The Edge... | | | | | | | | | | | •Start Disclaimer�?/FONT> | | This layout was made for Jon by me. If you steal it I will hunt you down and cut off everyone of your fingers want one come get one | | | |
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| | | | | | Here it comes. Six men face Judgment Day this Sunday. Five will, in fact, meet their maker. One man, however, will stand tall as the WGEF Champion, and the ruler of his domain. Phoenix Winterborn is sitting ringside at the HSBC Arena in Buffalo, New York, home of WGEF On the Edge. It's real earliy in the morning, as he is leaning back in his chair with a can of Minute Maid Lemonade in his hand. He seems a bit laid back as he is in a pair of generic sneakers, olive green baggy pants, a beige starched buttonup shirt over a white compression tanktop shirt, and his black ECKO visor on backwards. He is looking around the almost empty arena, save for a few construction-type workers who are working on stringing up the chainlink for the Elimination Chamber that will take place later on that night on Pay-Per-View. he gets a smirk on his face as he begins to talk. Phoenix Winterborn:
Chris McKenzie, I should sue you for gimmick infringement, man. Here I am, making my hard-earned money doing a promo of, quite literally, epic proportions, and later that day, you blatantly steal my idea in your little Chicago graveyard. How stupid do you think I am, honestly? Look, I knew I was smarter than you from the onset, but seriously? I do mine, and you come back with the same damn concept. BE ORIGINAL! Christ, it doesn't take a lot of work to come up with an original promo, man. Just think of something no one else would think to do. Like me with the caskets. But, of course, you had to go off me and be a damn copycat like we were back in grade school when the bully wold cheat off the geek. That's exactly what you were in school, wasn't it Chris? You were the sterotypical bully in school. Always picking on the kids smaller than you, giving them wedgies and things like that, and then pretending like you didn't do anything. And I'll make a bet that it continued on through High School. I can see it now... The scene enters a flashback to Chris McKenzie's high school in Chicago, Illinois. A young McKenzie is walking around with his varsity letter jacket looking like he thinks he's God's Gift to High School Sports. Women are fawning and hanging onto his arms as he walks down the hall with a smirk on his face, coming up on what appears not really to be a geeky kid, but you could tell he was an outcast. The girls looked at him and stood up next to McKenzie. He looks down at the young freshman outcast, and without saying a word, picks him up and hoists him over his shoulder. Finding the nearest trashcan, Chris turns the kid upside down, literally dropping him into it. Everyone laughs as the freshman tries to fight his way out, knocking the trashcan over in the process. The scene slowly fades back to Phoenix kicking back in the arena, as he begins speaking again.
Phoenix Winterborn:
Yeah, that's right about how it probably would've went. Chris, let me let you in on a little secret. I was one of those outcasts in high school. But I was never envious of the all-star athletes. I was never jealous of any of the model-looking, anorexic kids. Because I was happy where I was. I was happy with the friends I kept. You always had standards that were expected of you. I, on the other hand, was able to live in silence...un-noticed, no one expected anything of me, so I was a free spirit, as it were. My life was good, but at the same time...no one thought that I would ever amount to anything. Anyone that saw me thought that I would either be in jail or dead from comitting suicide. No one knew anything about me, though, in all honesty. I was a straight B student. I went to college, and got a degree in one of the hardest commercial fields out there today. Video Game Art & Design. Heavy in math and science. I have defied the odds all my life. You said that this is my last chance at the WGEF Championship. And you might notice that I don't have the WGEF Championship with me. Well, I saw how you said that you were coming for the WGEF Championship before Sunday. Too bad I don't have it anymore. 'But Phoenix, what did you do with it?' Well, let's just say that I left it in a safe place, and you are not getting it back until you win the Elimination Chamber. That is, IF you win, which I don't think you will. You talk about overcoming all the roadblocks put in front of you, but even this is going to be too much for you to overcome. Not that I think that these other four idiots have any chance in hell of winning this match, but I seen to have finally gotten you fired up for this match. Good, I want you at your best. I want you to try and hurt me. I live for this kind of match, Chris. Everything is on the line, I have nothing left to lose anymore. According to you, this is my last chance, so I have to put the chips on the table, and let it ride. Your storybook championship reign has finally had it's last chapter written. And the ending is not how you planned it, champ. The last few lines of the book will go like this. "With both warriors bleeding profusely from all over their ravaged bodies, they stood back up slowly. As the firebird and the gift traded another round of hard strikes, Phoenix ducked one punch and kicked the champion below the belt. As Christopher was trying to catch his breath, Phoenix mustered up the last amount of his strength, and showed Chris McKenzie the Light of the Apocalypse. As the champion fell to the mat, Phoenix slumped on top him as the referee counted out Christopher, and the torch had been passed. Oh, how the mighty have fallen, as our hero Chris McKenzie had finally lost to the man known simply as Phoenix.' So, Chris, this is your obvious future, and every day you keep telling yourself that you refuse to believe it. Your downfall is only days away, and I get more and more anxious with every passing hour. Because as soon as the buzzer goes off, and my cell door opens...hell is going to be unleashed upon you and Chris Orton. Orton, I got some words for you, but you're just going to have to take a number. Back to you, O' great champion..or soon to be former champion. There comes a time in every man's life where he has to make a decision on what direction his life is going to take. My life is about to take a serious turn for the better. I have come to one of those decisions myself. I am not going to rest until the WGEF Championship is mine for good. Chris, the following ass-whooping this Sunday is brought to you by yours truly, Phoenix Winterborn. Speaking of ass-whoopings, it would seem that Chris Orton has finally decided to kinda somewhat step up and cut some, I guess, decent promos. Chris you talk about me having used up all my chances to become the WGEF Championn? I guess that that's not quite the case, cause guess what sunshine? I'm still here, and still in the WGEF Championship title picture. This guy right here is going to be an even bigger part of the picture after Sunday as I accomplish what many would call the upset of the year, but to me, it's nothing more than another day at the office. Chris Orton, you somehow got in your head that you have any hype, and kind of momentum going into this match when, and let's be perfectly honest here, you are nothing more than just a flash in the pan. Yeah, you were the Undisputed Champion, but you are what we call in the business, a transitional champion. You were filler. YOu still are filler. We had an open spot in a six-man match, and since Deacon and Chris Michaels had other plans. I think Deacon had some kind of bridal shower to go to, and Chris Michaels was in San Fran. For what, I don't know, but I shudder to think about it. That's neither here nor there though. What matters is that...I'm going to take a line from Raven here, and lay it out on the table, so to speak. The WGEF Championship is my destiny. Chris McKenzie seems to think otherwise, and that's all well and good, but he, along with everyone else in that ring, have backed me into a corner, and it's high time that I step up, and prove to be the champion that I know I am. It's finally time for Phoenix to fly high, and it's time for me to do so in the most extreme of environments. (he looks up as the crew continues work constructing the Elimination Chamber as the scene slowly fades out... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Radio Announcer:
And people, we are back! Rob Lucas in the morning here on Star 102.5, and speaking of stars, we have a very special guest with me in the srtudio this morning. Please help me welcome WGEF Superstar Phoenix Winterborn into the studio! Phoenix, welcome to Rob Lucas in the morning! 
Phoenix Winterborn:
Good to be here, Rob. Good lord, I forgot how cold it gets in Buffalo in November. I was shivering waiting outside the door to the studio! Phoenix and Rob share a laugh as Phoenix gets sat down with his headset. Rob Lucas:
So, Phoenix, what beings you to the Buffalo area this weekend?
Phoenix Winterborn:
Well, Rob,a s I'm sure you and a lot of the listeners have heard, WGEF is hosting their annual On the Edge Pay-Per-View at the HBSC Arena tonight, and your main man Phoenix is in the main event. An Elimination Chamber match showcasing some of the best talent this company has to offer, and the prize for the winner couldn't be bigger. The WGEF Championship. Rob Lucas:
Phoenix, for those people in our listening audience who aren't familiar with wrestling, what exactly is an Elimination Chamber? Phoenix Winterborn:
Rob, the Elimination Chamber is, quite possibly, the most sadistic structure ever built for a professional wrestling match. It takes the elements of a steel cage match, and like amplifies it by ten. The basic structure is a 24-28 foot high dome-type container. Making up the walls are about two MILES of chains, big enough to cause a lot of damage to the human body in a short amount of time, but small enough and close enough that there is no way out of this thing. Here is a picture of the thing. I took a picture of it this morning as they were putting it together. He hands Rob a photo taken of the empty chamber that Phoenix took earlier in the morning during his previous promo.
Rob Lucas:
Wow Phoenix. Someone could get really messed up in this thing. Phoenix Winterborn:
People have almost had their professional careers ended in a match like this. Tonight is not going to be for the faint of heart, I can promise you that. Someone is going to bleed. Rob Lucas:
Phoenix, you're crazy for stepping into something like that. Now, I've been following the WGEF for a long time now, and I have got to say that this match seems to be about a heck of a lot more than just the WGEF Championship, isn't it? Phoenix Winterborn:
That's putting it lightly, Rob. Me and Chris McKenzie, the current WGEF Champion, have gotten into quite the heated and personal rivalry over the last three months, dating back to SummerSlam. Tonight, it all comes to an end. Because as far as I'm concerned going into this match, it's me and him. All the hell he's put me though gets paid back to him in full once that bell rings tonight. Rob Lucas:
Well, Phoenix, it really looks like you're going to have your hands full tonight, and rightfully so. Man, i wish you the best because it looks like you're going to need it. Phoenix Winterborn:
(laughing) Luck has nothing to do with it, man. Tonight, it's all about proving who's the best of the best, and I won't stop until I am. I'm gonna keep going until I can rightfully be called the WGEF Champion. Rob Lucas:
Sounds like a plan to me, Phoenix. Thanks for stoppinig by this morning. Phoenix Winterborn:
Not a problem, Rob. Remember everyone, tickets are still on sale for On the Edge tonight. Don't miss out on this. It's gonna be historic, I promise you that. Phoenix stands up from the chair, and shakes Rob's hand as he signs a few autographs to be given as prizes throughout the day before taking his things and leaving the radio show booth onto his next item on today's agenda. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Kris Dawson:
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen and welcome to On the Edge! The card tonight is completely stacked tonight, all highlighted by our main event. The WGEF Championship is on the line as Chris McKenzie defends against five other men. One of those men is with me at this time. Phoenix Winterborn, thanks for taking a few minutes out tonight to talk about your match. Phoenix Winterborn:
Kris, let's just get this over with. I have some other matters to attend to this evening besides talking to you. Kris Dawson:
(taken aback at Phoenix's sudden rudeness) Um, ok...well, like I said, the WGEF Championship is on the line tonight inside the Elimination Chamber. What happened to the belt anyways? Phoenix Winterborn:
Well, Kris, if you MUST know, yesterday, I stopped of by Kaylee Adams's hotel room to hand over the WGEF Championship to her to hold on to after Chris McKenzie's latest promo where he was going to find me and get the belt back before sunday. Well, guess what Chris? It's Sunday, and you are STILL without the WGEF Championship. Sit on that and rotate, zippy. As for tonight. Krys, the only thing I really have left to say is that the time for real talking is over. It's time for these men to step into the Chamber, and back up the trash they've been talking. I have every right in the world to say everything I have. You want to know why? It's because of the simple fact that I am a damned legend, and you FUTURE WGEF Champion. Hands down. Chris McKenzie is not a threat to me. He has backed me into the corner, and I'm laying it all on the line now. I truly have nothing left to lose anymore. I lost my girlfriend, my career in WGEF is on a downward spiral right now, and I figure, "Why not?" I go balls to the wall in this match, win the WGEF Championship, and finally be recognized as the best in the game today. These boys. Not men, but boys, honestly have no idea what is in store for them. Kris, I'm sorry, I REALLY don't have time for this. I got to get some other things taken care of. Phoenix walks off camera in a huff straight to Kaylee Adams's office. He knocks on the door and hears a voice say "Come in." He pulls the handle and walks in. She has a shocked look on her face as Phoenix closes the door behind him. Phoenix Winterborn:
Woah, Kay. Before you say anything, I am not here to cause trouble. I was just checking to see if you still have possession of the belt. Kaylee Adams:
Phoenix, did you think about that before you asked it? Seriously? Of course I still have the belt. Do you think I would seriously forget to bring the biggest championship in our promotion to our pay-per-view? Phoenix Winterborn:
Kay, I knew you wouldn't forget it. I was just hoping you hadn't given it back to Chris. Kaylee walks around the desk, half-leaning and half-sitting on the front of it as she replies. Kaylee Adams:
Phoenix, if it makes you feel any better, the belt is still here in my office. Is there anything else you need? Phoenix Winterborn:
Nah, that's it, Kay. Thanks. Phoenix turns to open the door when Kaylee stops him. Kaylee Adams:
Phoenix, wait. (he turns around to look back at her with a look of concern) I just wanted to wish you good luck tonight. You've really earned this match. Phoenix nods, as if to say 'thank you', and walks out of her office, slowly closing the door behind him as the scene ends. | | | | ris | | | | | | | •Start Disclaimer�?/FONT> | | This layout was made for Jon by me. If you steal it I will hunt you down and cut off everyone of your fingers want one come get one | | | |
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| | The Way I see it... | | | | Phoenix was sick of this. A lot had happened in the last couple of days. But today was the day where it all came together. But Phoenix was going to have a bit of fun before all of that happened though. The scene opened up backstage with Phoenix Winterborn holding a small household camcorder. He was still sporting the black eye that Chris McKenzie bestowed upon him the other day at the On the Edge press confrence. He brushed his blonde hair aside as he had a smirk on his face and a wireless trigger in his hand. Phoenix Winterborn:
Hi, I'm Phoenix Winterborn, and welcome to On the Edge of Sanity, my own personal version of Jackass inside the WGEF locker room. Now, this is the time where I get a little payback on all the smack that people have been talking about me over the last couple of weeks. First up is our beloved champion, Chris McKenzie. With all the useless threats he's been talking this whole time, and the disturbing dream he shared with everyone the other day, I feel that it's only fitting to get a little pre-match retribution. You see this little trigger here? (he chuckles to himself) Well, just wait to see what happens. I'm Phoenix Winterborn and this is the Flour Cannon. Phoenix set the camera down, focusing on Chris McKenzie, who was doing what he did best. Finding some random backstage employee to berate because he was in a bad mood. Phoenix held the trigger just within camera frame as McKenzie turned around towards the catering area. Suddenly, Phoenix pressed the button and a giant white puff shto out from the vent that was at head level of the WGEF Champion. When the puff cleared up, the side of McKenzie's head and shirt were covered in flour as several employees and stars started laughing at him, Phoenix included. As Chris looked around furiously, Phoenix was heard chuckling as he grabbed the camera, running off. A few minutes later, Phoenix was in his locker room, breathing somewhat heavily when his cell phone went off as he answered it and put it on speakerphone. Phoenix Winterborn:
Hey Krys. What's up? Krys Jericho:
Hey Birdbrain, you wanna let me in? This guard is giving me crap. Phoenix Winterborn:
Where you at? Krys Jericho:
I'm at the back entrance, duh. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ok, I'll be there in a minute. Hope you're ready to have some fun. He clicks the phone shut, and looks back into the camera. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ok, here's the low-down so far. We've already gotten McKenzie, and right now, I have to go pick up my partner-in-crime for this little experiment, Krys Jericho. Let's go. Phoenix picks up the camcorder again, and makes his way to the superstar entrance and opens the door to see Krys standing there, tapping her foot. He looks over at the guard while grabbing her arm, yanking her inside. Phoenix Winterborn:
She's with me. Peace, yo. Pulling her inside, they crouch down next to each other, focusing the camera on them. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, the lovely Krys Jericho. (she waves) Ok, Krys, what did you have in mind for Chris Orton? Krys Jericho:
Well, from what you've told me, this guy sounds like a egomaniac, so we're going to go classic with this one. You remember back in Jackass 2 how they had that pneumatic boxing glove behind that letter? Phoenix Winterborn:
(chuckling to himself) Yeah. That and the big red rocket were the two best parts in the movie. Krys Jericho:
Exactly. That's about what we're going to go. This'll take a few minutes to get together, but I have everything in my car, so I'll go get that if you got something else in mind. Phoenix Winterborn:
Sounds good. Here, take my employee pass since I'm staying in here. They shouldn't give ya anymore trouble. Phoenix hands her his card as she leaves the building again and Phoenix goes to his locker room. Once inside, he finds the R/C limo he had brought tonight. Phoenix Winterborn:
Ok, you see this little guy here? This is a special present for JBL, since he doesn't go anyewhere without his limo or his 50-gallon hat. I call this R/C Slip and Slide. Phoenix picks up the car and the controller and walks out of the room back to some remote hallway where he comes across JBL on the phone, probably talking to one of his brokers or FOX News or something like that. Phoenix places the car on the ground, turning it on. Somehow, he is still unnoticed by the Texas Loudmouth. As he hangs up the phone and starts on his way again, Phoenix fires up the car, sending it screeching in front of JBL. Too late to notice it, he stumbles around and mis-steps, crashing to the concrete, landing flat on his ass. He starts cursing at everyone under the sun as he picks up the car, and throws it as hard as he can against the wall, smashing it to pieces. Phoenix turns the camera back on him, laughing hysterically, but quietly at the same time. Phoenix Winterborn:
Poor little car. One of the casualities of war, I guess. It was like $20, so I'm not too worried about it. C'mon, I got a text from Krys saying she's ready. Let's sneak out of here while Richie Rich isn't looking. Phoenix takes off back towards the locker room area, where Krys is waiting inside a small room for him. Upon entering the room, he sees a over-padded boxing glove attached to a ramrod. Phoenix pokes his head out of the room and notices a love letter on the wall. He closes the door again as Krys explains this to him and the camera. Krys Jericho:
So this one is going to be easy. I've seen..who is it? Chris Orton? Yeah, he's walked down this hallway a few times, so this is, like the perfect setup. Next time he walks down the hallway, he's going to get a faceful of boxing glove. Phoenix runs outside, and sits at one of the tables by a water cooler. Sure enough, down the hallway walks Chris Orton and his girlfriend, Brooke Adams. The pair stop and look at the note, sure enough. Brooke Adams:
What's it say, hon? Chris Orton:
(reading the note aloud) Hi Chris! I'm Megan, and I had one of the other stars bring this into the arena for me, since I'm just a normal fan. I just wanted to say that I am your BIGGEST fan, and if you weren't with that Brooke chick, I would TOTALLY show you what a real woman can do! I could do things that... All of a sudden, the boxing glove punches through the note, nailing Orton in the face. Phoenix falls out of his chair, laughing and shooting water of his nose as he is rolling around on the floor. Chris and Brooke walk away as Phoenix slowly gets back to his feet, and Krys walks out of the room, laughing just as hard. Krys Jericho:
Oh, my god...that was awesome! Phoenix Winterborn:
Yeah, seriously! That look on his face was just priceless! Before he can say any more, Shad and JTG of WWE's Cryme Tyme pop in out of nowhere. JTG:
Did your boi just say priceless? Shad:
I...I think he just said priceless.. JTG:
Silly white boy... As soon as they appeared, they were gone as Krys and Phoenix looked at each other. Phoenix Winterborn:
Oooook...that was random. The two just shrug at each other, as Phoenix turns off the camera. Phoenix Winterborn:
This should be enough footage for tonight. (he kisses her cheek) Ok, chica. I gotta get rolling. (he pulls a ticket out his pocket and hands it to her) Ringside seat for ya tonight. Have fun, girlie. Phoenix hustles off to change for the match as the scene fades out... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As the Elimination Chamber nears, all six men participating in the match were visibly nervous. As much as he didn't want to admit it, none were more nervous than one Phoenix Winterborn. He stood waiting in the gorilla position waiting for his music to cue up. As soon as "Back Against the Wall" starts playing, the crowd comes to their feet as Phoenix steps out from behind the curtain to a roaring ovation from the crowd. Phoenix stands on the stage, drawing in the adultation of the HSBC Arena as red spotlights swirl around him and his pyro shoots out on either side of him from the stage. Instead of interacting with the crowd on his way to the ring, he sprints down, and slides in as he poses for the audience. Dropping down from the second turnbuckle with a smile on his face as he addresses the crowd. Phoenix Winterborn:
(as he waits for the crowd to die down to a low roar) Well, ladies and gentlemen, it's time. The Elimination Chamber literally hangs over my head as well as the fate of the WGEF Championship. But, we can't all be serious right now. We gotta have a good time here, and I have just the idea. Please direct yourself to the monitor everyone... Up on the titantron, Phoenix shows the Jackass-style promos he did earlier in the evening, including the flour cannon he perpatrated on the WGEF Champion Chris McKenzie. After the video had finished, the crowd was all laughing hysterically as Phoenix had a satisfactory smirk on his face. Phoenix Winterborn:
You see everyone? This is what happens when you have too much sugar and a little too much time on your hands. But getting back to the business at hand. Tonight, when that bell rings, all hell is going to break loose within the Chamber, and it seems to be the consensus that all five men are going to be gunning for Chris McKenzie. Now, I've heard all the promos from Chris McKenzie, and he is making himself out to be some kind of superman. Let me break this down for everyone. Chris McKenzie is, in fact, human. And he will be the first or second person to be gone for the sole fact that everyone is going to get beat down, and with him being the champion, he just has too much stacked against him. The odds are just going to be too much for him, he will lose tonight, and there will be a new WGEF Champion. Camera guy, get a good shot of this. The cameraman zooms in on Phoenix, as he pulls his blonde hair back, exposing the black eye he has. Phoenix Winterborn:
Chris, you see this? You see what you did to me? I ain't gonna lie to ya, this hurt like hell when you laid that right hook on me after superman'ing over the table. Not cool, man. Not cool. You see, things aren't going to go down exactly how you pictured it. If, somehow you do make it the final two with me, you are literally going to have to walk the path through hell with me if you even THINK about retaining your WGEF Championship. But, I can tell you something right now. It's not going to happen. Everyone has doubted me, everyone has said that I'm not championship material. All those people who have doubted me? I hope you're ready for a dose of reality, because the simple fact of the matter is that it is my time. It's my time to show everyone that I am capable to be the best in the industry today. That I am able to carry a company on my own. That I am not the asshole that our current champion is. I don't know about the rest of the locker room, but he is not the type of man who I want to be the face of this company. We're all tired of seeing the clean-cut pretty boy with the scowl as the poster boy for this company. The people want a change! The people want someone they can relate to! They want...someone like me. Someone who has worked for his place in the company. Someone who has bled buckets of passion doing what he loves! Someone who will never let the company down! The people want Phoenix! Christian Cage, you want to say that you're going to run me into the ground inside this chamber? Please stop fooling yourself. I bet you won't even be able to make it to the match tonight because of the fact that you'll somehow find "some more important matters" to attend to, and skate off minutes before the match. And if you do show up, I'll make sure I'm the one to put you in your place after all. You don't deserve to be in this match with your track record here, and there is no way you will ever be a champion here. JBL, same gos for you. What have you done here? Gotten your foot shoved in your mouth so many times its not even funny anymore. It's just sad that you keep coming back for more. How'd you like falling on your ass earlier? All of us out here thought that it was funny as hell. I hope somehow you injured your tailbone to the point where you cant make it to the match. Makes things even easier for me to win this match. Chris Orton, why are you still around? I thought somehow, you finally got some sense, realized that you were never going to amount to a ounce to piss in this company, and taken off. Now, with your stubborn ass, I know you're going to come out here, and try to prove to eeryone that you're "someone to fear", but you are going to be put away so fast, it'll make your head spin. Chris Kinning, I like your heart going into this match, but believe me when I say this, that it's just not your time yet. Maybe later on down the road, but tonight is not the night for you to reach out and grab that championship just yet...Chris McKenzie, you thought you were making a real scene the other day at the press conference huh? Thought that you really were a badass huh? Well, whatever you were planning, you have failed. I am still standing before you, and still focused on doing whatever is necessary to claim that WGEF Championship. Stop talking about your empty promises, Chris. Stop talking about how I'm not going to walk out of the chamber on my own two feet, asking me how it will feel being in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, because I know that those are not only empty threats, but the simple fact that i know you as a man won't have the heart to follow through on said promises. You're scared, Chris. YOu are scared that your title reign is numbered. It's coming to an end, and you are resorting to scare tactics and threats of violence, when you KNOW that you can not follow though on them, even though you want to. It's about time for this charade to end, Chris. It's about time for your worthless title reign to be finished. Phoenix Winterborn is coming for your title, and by the time that the final bell rings, you will be left without your WGEF Championship, and a broken shell of a man. Hope you're ready for the forthcoming hell. Gametime, people. Strap up, cause all y'all are in for one hell of a long night. Phoenix drops the mic as "Back Against the Wall" starts playing again, and Phoenix steps though the ropes, walking backstage. Phoenix knew that tonight was going to be historic. Never in WGEF history has a championship match had so much on the line, nor has one become so personal. It was all a matter of time before that bell rang to start the Elimination Chamber, and as nervous as Phoenix was, he couldn't wait to finallly end all the talking and make sure that he was the one to end the championship reign of Chris McKenzie. Once and for all. | | | | You're About to Have A BAD Day Real Quick! | | | | | | | 
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