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Shade really and Tyrone is still a bitch!
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I told you SO!!!


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(booed by casual fans; opportunistic; often plays dirty)


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03-01-2016, 06:18 AM



“You did good my son” Fontanna had waited a long time to hear his Master express his pleasure with Fontanna's actions. He lived to make his master happy. I mean he owed him more then he could ever repay. Fontanna remembers being curled in a ball on his hotel room floor, drug's pulsing through his broken body. A doctor would have seen it as having an overdose but Fontanna was alone. Nikki had gone back to Ohio to be with her family. She couldn't sit back and watch the man she loved slowly kill himself. Fontanna didn't care, well he really did but he wasn't going to let her know that...

He would rather lay here on this cold floor, naked and puking, one step away from death! The drugs have been his only friend for years now. The years of deathmatch wrestling in Japan had taken it's toll on his body and on his career. I mean Fontanna couldn't buy a fucking win in the XWF. His body would fail him at every turn. So he would just keep himself numb with these pills and booze and fuck the rest. That was until the day he pushed his luck a little to far...

Fontanna got his bearing's together enough to get off the floor. He grabbed another handful of pain killers and washed them down with the cheapest of bottom shelf whiskey, grabbed the keys to his 1999 Dodge Viper, and left the hotel. He peals out of the parking lot and head's down the abandon back country road this shit hotel was located on. Driving drunk is always a bad idea but throw in the amount of pills Fontanna was on and you have a recipe for disaster...

The Viper just kept going faster and faster. Fontanna half awake, half dead to the world, but foot firmly pressed to ground on the accelerator. Not paying attention to the upcoming turn just a few hundred yards away. Or maybe he just didn't care and wanted to end it all. He couldn't remember anyway....BOOM...his viper flips over and over and over again before resting on it's top hundreds of feet away from the road...

Fontanna was knocked unconscious until he smelled gas and then even worse....smoke! Before he knew it his car was completely engulfed in red hot fire! The pain was unbearable as Fontanna felt his flesh literally melt off his bones. His screams of agony couldn't be heard by anyone since he was at least a day's drive from the nearest town and at least fifty miles from that whole in the wall off the road hotel he was staying at. He was praying for his agony to end! To whoever or whatever was listening he prayed for the pain to stop! Well that's when everything went dark and he was standing in front of The Great Entertainer!


“Fredrick Fontanna we finally meet. You're probably very confused right now and wondering where you are. Well all your questions will be answered in due time but for now brace yourself because this is going to hurt!”

Fade to Black!

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Shade you just had to open your mouth again didn't you? You just couldn't let things go could ya? You went ahead and cut another extremely short...extremely unimportant promo, where you talked like mush mouth with marbles in your mouth. I wasn't able to make a whole lot out from your shitty promo but I did hear you say you were going to be my nightmare....HAHAHAHA... Oh son please do! Listen here mother fucker! I was born into nightmares! Things that would make you piss your pants from fear. Nothing you do or think you can do scares me Shade. The only target I see is on your ass and I'm coming to make a statement. Kind of like your statement you claim to be making but my statement is you will not even be part of this company by the time I'm done with you! Believe the Hype!

Tyrone! How ya doing boss? Hope your well and in good spirits because before my squash match with this jabroni Shade I will have a few words for you sir. More like a propitiation that you can't refuse. I mean you like to run around sticking your nose in everyone's business and everything so it's time you put your money where your smart ass mouth is! See Wednesday night boss man!


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