Just a reminder...there are a few more free agents still coming in, but if you want to play, I need your contracted wrestlers by Wednesday, December 3rd. The first card will be Wednesday, December 17th....It's the final countdown.
Also, within the next two weeks or so, I will post the general format, and structure of the game, for any who have questions.
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Hey guys, Dan again.
December 17 can't come soon enough for me! I loved the action in FUCR, but I'm really looking forward to seeing some fresh blood and all of the new superstars.
That doesn't mean I don't stand behind my favorite, King Kong Glory. I'm rooting for him to take it to the hole again this season and I think he'll do it. He has proven time and again that he is THE MAN. The Jon Derbys and Scissorwolves of the world can move it on over... Glory is the man with all the talent and the gold to prove it.
Can't wait. See you guys in December.
thanks
It matters not! Bring anyone you wish to before me and they will fall before the power of The Wasabi Rocket! The Rising Sun will burn a fiery path of destruction through your stars and stripes. Your gaijin powerhouses are an endangered species with a bleak outlook at best, so cry your big round eyes out, there is nothing you can do.
Well isn't this a bunch of buttfuckery. I guess I have to censor myself since the Frontier Anarchy people don't believe in AMERICA... so I'll watch what I say about Rocky Suki-SUCKY.
Browning, youv got your head so far up Glory's ass, you probably haven't seen daylight in weeks. That California faggot won his first title with The Widowmakers help and he didnt even beat the champion for his second title reign.
AND he hasn't defended the belt yet either. Come to think of it, the only time he EVER defended that belt was against an old man LOSER named The DDT and the time when he lost it to The Scissorwolf - and that was after the Scissorwolf wrestled a few matches earlier in the night. Oh, big whup. You beat an old man and cradled his wrinkly old nutsack in your hands when you rolled him up for the pin.
King Kong Glory is a fucking PAPER CHAMP and he doesn't deserve that championship. I hope somebody cooler and tougher gets a shot and the people running Frontier Anarchy Grappling don't let Glory cheat like he always does. Fucking California faggot.
TURPS RULES!
Turpin, you're a turd but you have like, a point or whatever. King Kong Glory's just a big ol' nasty grizzly bear and he stinks like a trash can! He's held the title, but he's never beaten anyone of consequence, so what does it matter? That guys just a stuck-up jerk and... trust me on this one ladies, he ain't all that under the sheets. I mean... that's what a friend told me. A friend by the name of Jenny Glorpp.
And no, we didn't double-team him, so don't even get that idea in your head.
He couldn't even get it up anyway. Steroid freak...
Sally, can I get your phone number? I know Jenny... she never mentioned you, but perhaps she mentioned me to you? The name's Carl...
Bitch, quit talking out of your seeping, vagrant-sucking face hole. I am Grade A Prime, the upper echelon of sexual feasting and not for the bland palettes of gutter filth like yourself or any member of the Glorpp family. You can hate on me all you want, I can't even imagine what it must be like to look at such a savory cut as myself and know that you're not in my league and just barely of my species.
Carl, you go right ahead and finally take advantage of being the pig fucker we all know you to be, it's right up your alley.
As for the Wasabi Rocket, I'm the red blooded American nightmare that you"re in hate with, and I couldn't be more pleased. I'm going to crunch that fucking helmet of yours so tight around that tiny little skull that it'll take a thousand of your ancestors using all of their little chop sockey swords and knives to pry it off of you.
I have a feeling you smell like tuna, you little fucking pussy. I hope that tampon helmet of yours has those "wings" like in the commercials, you're going to need them to fly the fuck on home after I kick the hell out of your worthless hide.
He gonna rumble while Sushiyaki bumble! Glory gonna set back Japanese relations a hunnert years up in this muhfucker!
Sushi mooshy
he'll beat your tushy
and leave you crying tears
you'll fly back home
lost and alone
ashamed to face your peers
what the shogun?
well you ain't got none
no title for you to own
get yo ass beat
have to bandage yo seat
while you're in trauma from broken bones!
Glory, can you whip this bitch's ass already?! Damn!
You still haven't addressed the variety of faults I found with your bullshit title reigns, Ping-Pong Whorey. Because you know you're a California faggot and a paper champ.
Every time you've won its been a fluke or with help from someone else and you keep a belt around your waist about as well as that Fingerle whore keeps her pants on. Which is to say that you can't keep it because you're a fucking joke and a paper champ. I can't wait until someone who doesn't put their dick into other men's assholes beats you within an inch of your life and takes your title, you jerk!
Paper Champ! Paper Champ! Paper Champ!
Hey guys,
Rick Turpin, I don't know you, but I think you should have a little more respect for guys like King Kong Glory. After all, I don't see you in that ring night after night busting your butt to bring home the bacon.
But I have to admit, you bring up a few good points. The fact of the matter though, is that the climb to the top of the hill is tough, and once you're the king, staying there is even tougher. That's a little something I picked up from playing high school football, but I think it applies pretty well here.
I'd like to hear what King Kong Glory or his manager Tex Brickley have to say. You're an abrasive son-of-a-gun, Rick. But you obviously know your stuff. Mr. Glory? Care to silence the critics? Or will you let your in-ring abilities silence them for you?
thanks guys,
Dan
Mr. Brickley has not been able to be reached for comment for the past four days.
His itinerary lists a "scouting trip" which we took to mean for new wrestling talent. It turns out he's at the Adult Film Symposium in Vegas with Bronson Thunderhammer and Dr. Frosty. We're not expecting to hear from them anytime soon.
Well now, the way I see it, it's a'lookin like put up or shut up time for Mr. Glory. I been up n down this here great country a ours and I been to Californy all the way to the tips of the East Coast... I know that Glory's one tough sumbitch. That ain't sayin' I can't beat im - cause I can and I will when the time comes. But ol' Rick Turpin better watch his mouth. Might come a time when he's in the front row and I slap im all accidental-like. Shut im right up y'hear?
Glory - lookin forward to it. I'm a gonna have to take care a some business with Knuck Finnigan first, but soon as I do - I'm a gunnin for that title, son. Make no mistake.
Oh shit! While the Capn's away, the mice will play... heh heh... Let me just address all the naysayers and trash talkers who come around spoutin' their diarrhea cheese...
Rocky Sukiyaki, I heard a you n' shit. What ya did on the other side of the muthafuckin' world don't mean shit over here, so far's I'm concerned, you still got ta prove yourself to the Capn.
King Kong Glory, bring it on, muthafucker. Capn'll be taking that belt and placin' it up upon my muthafuckin' mantle and shit. Ain't goin' nowwhere - why should I bother carryin' it around n' shit?
Buck Trundle, you're old n' shit. You don't matter none to the Cap'n. You're washed up like yesterday's dishes.
To all the other mutherfuckas who think they can step to this, I say "don't sing it, bring it n' shit!"
The Cap'n has spoken. Please bring your seats back to their regular positions.
So much bullshit, buttfuckery and beating around the bush.
Ping Pong Snorey, your big and hairy like bigfoot. Your claim to the title is about just as real as bigfoot too. Brickley deserted you and so did your boyfriend, Bronson Pumpsyerhammer. You've got nothing left but a fake claim to a title that you've done nothing but disgrace since the day you got your hands on it. Your hands, so crusty with the smell of jizz all over them. You've turned that belt into an old porno magazine, getting it all covered in your gay jizz with your gay jizzhands all over it. You gay faggot.
Mark the words of the Turp! Ping Pong Snorey will lose that belt in his first title defense and the title will come home to the FANS.
Turpin RULES!
Haha! Everybody think cool run at King Kong Glory but talk all #1 tough and rad man! None have what Glory have but super talk like they done things and earning it. "I am super beat champ with complaining and flexes"
Glory beating of others might beating of you when uncareful of mouth!
New champ cooking if you smell what the rock! Many for mega cool champ of wrestling but who wrestle #1? Who unwrap belt from King Kong Glory waist for themselves?
Rick Turpin is mega ninny and super not good to hear to!
Ricky Turpy is a turd! He sat next to me in English class and he stinks like old bananna peels!
Hey there, True Believers!
You know, Rick Turpin reminds me of a young kid I used to know named Peter Parker. Now, Peter was an angry lad, always lashing out at the world ... then one day, he failed to stop a robber from committing a crime. That robber later killed Peter's beloved Uncle Ben and Peter learned a grave lesson that day. With great power comes great responsibility.
Rick, you've got a bad attitude - it's a lot like that robber. And if you don't stop it now, it's going to come back to haunt you later. For example, I might come over to your house and gut your uncle like a fish and then tear his intestines out of his body and use them in a stew. Would you like that? Would you fucking like that, Rick Turpin YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE! I'm Stan FUCKING Lee! You've got the bull by the horns now, you little prick and if you don't shut the fuck up, I'll come over and SHUT YOU UP FOR GOOD!!!
Excelsior!
Turpin, you dumb son of a bitch. Let's take a look at the challengers King Kong Glory has defeated on his way to the top.
R.J. McCall
Rusty Nailz
Barnaby Studwhistle
Scissorwolf
The DDT
Big Daddy Seekee
Pedro Sanchez
I count six National Champions and three World Champions in that list. And that isn't even counting the three-way dances and elimination matches he's won. Sure he's lost a match or two - who hasn't? But that's a hell of a lot of great competitors with big fat "L's" on their record after facing Glory.
I don't much like the guy either, but ol' Carl knows talent when he sees it.
Fuck Rick Turpin! That dude is a total Gay-wad! Hey Turdpin...don't make me beat your ass again, like I did at the skating rink this summer! Remember when you cried like a little bitch for you grandma! I'll beat that old bitch's ass too! Sheila also said that you totally got a boner when she was sitting on the couch next to you, watching movies with her little brother! What a fucking sped! I heard that you also pissed the bed when you spent the night with her little brother, and you cried to their mom in the morning! HA-HA, you little gay-bob! I bet you don't even know how to inhale a cigarette yet! What a fucking geek! THAD RULES, DUDE! Fuck The Turdpin!
Oh gentlemen, this isn't smooth at all and will never do. Collect yourselves. Chicks do not dig this type of behavior and though that may be fine for you, it also scares them away from here altogether and that is most assuredly not fine for me.
Ladies, if you're still out there, how about a sip of cognac and some pong?
Shut the fuck up, Thad! This is a wrestling site, not a place for you to air personal business!
And you never beat me up - you got a lucky punch and then Mr. Przblski broke it up. Just becaus I had a bloody nose doesn't mean you beat me up. My eyes always water when I have a bloody nose. You never beat me up. You better hope I don't see you again cause then we'll see who beats who up. You just better watch it buddy.
The only reason I had a boner was because Sheila wanted to bob on my knob. And she did. why do you think I spent the night at her stupid little brothers house? That faggot wet the bed and blamed it on me and I woke up all piss covered next to that little faggot.
Why don't you tell everybody about how you spied on your sister through that hole in the wall while she was changing and how you stuffed that asprin bottle with cotton and put your dick in it? You fucking faggot asprin bottle-fucker! Fuck you, Thad Gatza!
Those Ronson guys are faggots too! Who do you think gets more pussy than Turpin? Nobody, especially not you guys in your gay colored underwear.
That's it Turpin! After woodshop, you are fucking DEAD!
First, you say that you can bounce on your front pegs 6 times, and then, we find out that you can't even do an endo!
Now you want to says some shit about me fucking an aspirin bottle? You little fucking gay-wad! I'll beat your ass!
And as far as me checking out my sister, well, she is only my step-sister! Hey, my dad married her slutty-ass mom! That's his problem! That just means that the Thadster gets to check out those itty-bitty titties in the shower, fag!
At least I don't wet my fucking pants on the bus, wuss!
You are so fucking dead!
Thad, you little prick! I swear to god, I'm gonna beat your ass SO BAD when you get home from school! Oh my god! First your asshole friend Henry "accidentally" walks in on me when I'm peeing and now I find out you're watching me change and fucking asprin bottles stuffed with cotton?!?! God, what the fuck is wrong with you?!?!
Oh, and BY THE WAY, our parents got married when you were six years old, you little pervert! I'm basically your real sister at this point... goddamn! You are sick! Did your dad touch you or something? I am SO kicking your ass tonight!
Oh my god, seriously? WTF?!?! Thad, you are such a jerk. I can't believe I let you touch my boob (above my bra) at the football game. Eeewww! You nasty asprin-bottle fucker!
Rick, I'm telling Sheila what you said about her!
Oh christ, Pammy, come off it! Everybody knows how easy you are. We all heard about how you went down on that counselor at camp last summer, you little skank!
Hey guys,
I don't want to get caught up in any of this stuff between the kids. I'm a little old for that at this point. I hope this doesn't become a regular thing here. I visit this site to get the latest news on my favorite wrestling league, not listen to kids fight. And aren't some of you in the same classes as my son? I don't want to have to report any of this to your parents, but I will if it keeps up.
So, what I really came to talk about is this King Kong Glory business. That Turpin kid really got me thinking, but Carl Stonewall reminded me of all the tough guys Glory has defeated. I think he really has proven himself, but I guess you'll never please everybody. Time will tell, won't it.
I had one question. Is there going to be an event before the season starts? Because I really enjoyed when FUCR did that, and I think this league would benefit from it as well. Shake off some of that ring rust.
I can't wait to see the completed roster! Looking forward to December 17!
thanks
Who did you hear that from, Stephanie? That is NOT true! Did that little bitch Sheila say something to you? First of all, she is a LIAR, and secondly, she doesn't know her facts.
What was his name? Gerald something-or-other?
Or was it Rudy? Do you want me to bring that story up too?
Bitches SHUT UP! The Turps is here to talk professional fake fantasy video game wrestling. Faggotry, buttfuckery and bitches need not apply. That means you too, Thad, since you fall into all three categories you fucking douchebag.
So like, is this site turnin' into some sorta underage girl repository or somethin'? Not that The Cap'n has a problem with that or anything... they call me Mellow Yellow, if ya know what I mean n' shit... I'm just mad about fourteen and fourteen's mad about me... heh heh... Oh Cap'n my Cap'n!
Huh. Looks like a big ol' pile of pussies in this fed. No competition. I should be running roughshod and capturing belts in no time.
King Kong Glory? That's the best you can do?
Buck Trundle? I'd call him a has-been, but he's a never-was.
Koischei the... what? Fuck that. Get a name I can spell.
Knuck Finn? Looks tough. Probably isn't.
Rocky Sukiyaki? There's only ONE Rocky kid, and his last name is Marciano. You ain't him.
Captain Bitcheyes? Don't make me laugh.
Who's left? Nobody. Just me. Hardboiled Harrison Hardcastle aka The REAL Triple H. Aka "the guy who's gonna put you in the hospital"
Hey guys! Just wanted to apologize for the mean stuff I was saying earlier. I just went through a managing snafu and I had decided that I had had enough of being mean and crude (I'm sick and tired of being the bad guy when I'm really a swell guy!), I'm really not like that. But! Don't think that because I'm really a nice guy that I'm not afraid to tussle! Due to contracting obligations and copyright blah blah blah I have to maintain my scary wrestling profile, but I just wanted to make sure that you all understand that I'm really just here for the wrestling, and I don't really want to eat your souls! That would be yucky! Tee hee!
I really think these kids should calm down, also. I'm reading some things I don't think I should be on this board, and I makes me a little concerned. I have an eleven year old daughter, Janey, and I would hope that she stays out of this sort of shennanigans!
Oh well, just wanted to clear the air and apologize for saying those cruel things to Rocky earlier. Hope you all are well, and I reaaaaallllly look forward to wrestling with you fellows! Let's go for the gold, as a team!
Oh Koschei, you poor, misguided soul. You need to work on your presentation! Now I'm not saying you have to be evil and tough, but you've overcompensated for it by going too far over to the wishey washey side of things. A true player of a smooth nature finds a groove of balance between the two. You want to be bold yet sensitive enough to let a woman maintain the illusion that you're actually paying attention to her. But you need to keep the rough and tumble side there as well. Giving her the sense that, if provoked, you can rise to a fury of true manlihood and get her wet in the dainty parts from your savagery! Think of it like a good tobacco blending of full, rich flavor with a smoothness that relaxes but can still excite. I will show you the path to enlightenment when I have some free time.
Thanks Cult of Ronson! I'll work on my rough and tumble! Grrrrr!!!
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