Post by Papi El Sueno on Feb 19, 2012 1:17:43 GMT -5
Now this is a surprise, ain't it? About eight months ago, Premium Championship Wrestling closed it's doors for the time being. The company went out with a huge bang as Cataclysm was the setting. From top to bottom, it gave the people everything they wanted. It made them cheer and it even made them cry. While you would think that everybody at least came out of that event unscathed from major injuries, one man didn't fare so well and that man was none other than James Baker. He hadn't really been a full time wrestler since getting screwed out of winning the Struggle for Power Battlefield. That night, he was left a bloody mes thanks in large part to former PCW owner Shannon Saint and the Saint's Army.
He competed in one off matches since, with the final one being a PCW World Tag Team Championship match, him and Damon Warrens on one side substituting for Aaron and Nathan Warrens with the latter being injured. And the other side was Heather Monroe and Heather Mackenzie, two members of The Elite faction. The match up was a huge war. Both teams had their moments to win, but the turning point came when something went horribly wrong with Baker's leg during a Hurricanrana attempt. Shortly after, the Heather's emerged with the tag titles on PCW's final night. A day later, it was determined that he tore three of the four major ligaments in his knee: the ACL, PCL and the MCL. There was no timetable on when he would make a one-hundred percent recovery, or if he'd be like a Daunte Culpepper and never be the same as he was prior to that but he knew he couldn't do anything physical related. For the first time ever, this was a serious situation and one that could unfortunately end a career, even though the person said he was done being an active wrestler.
Currently, James is sitting in his game room at his home, dressed up in a nice suit and his hair spiked up. He stares at the camera with a rather normal expression on his face as he begins to speak.
James Baker: "It's me, bitches!"
James throws a paper ball into the trash can. On the couch in there seats Terrell Ryder, a wealthy businessman James has known since 2004, and is considered one of the only people he trusts in the world.
James Baker: "I bet you thought T-Dogg and I were the last people to be doing some shit for the Premium Network, and specifically about shit in general. Well knowing how I operate and say as much shit as I damn well please. It's not really all that surprising, now is it?"
Terrell Ryder: "Knowing you, I'm surprised you haven't flipped the bird or mentioned that anybody is a piece of shit yet."
James Baker: "Hey now, we gotta be professional. Don't we?"
Terrell Ryder: "It's my fucking network. I do whatever I want, and I make money regardless. After all, I am now a billionaire."
James Baker: "Good point on that. You are mister money bags after all."
Terrell Ryder: "Ah fuck you!"
James Baker: "No thanks. That's Danielle's job. But anyways, Baker-Money Ryder Productions continues to thrive despite the fact that we are still in a god damn recession. In fact, we're doing way better than we were last year at this time so we damn sure ain't gonna die anytime soon. Yo, tell the peeps what we do?"
Terrell Ryder: "You already know the Premium Television Network is ours and Hardcore Recordz is a thriving record company that has put out some very good albums with a few due in the next couple of months. But we have expanded into making energy drinks, appliances, clothes, restaurants and food. We're a jack of all trades promotion, but our main forte has and always will be the wrestling business. Every night on the network, you can see reruns of either PCW, YCW, ICW, ECCW, LW and PWW. Yes, wrestling every damn night of the week. Who doesn't love that?"
James Baker: "People like Prick Taylor... oh wait! We already whooped his ass from pillar to post how many fuckin' times now?
Terrell Ryder: "Too many to count."
James Baker: "Haha word! Now I have been hearing some talkings about PCW as of late, wondering if it's to come back or not and would it be different?"
Terrell Ryder: "Yo, that's a good question. Could you and I someday bring the company back?"
James Baker: "Of course we can. We own the rights to it. It's one-hundred percent OURS! Haha, but seriously. I can envision the company coming back someday, maybe even this year. I view the magic that was made in the first run of the company, and the amount of talent who made their name in the land of Premium. You know, Mr. Baller made a nice name for himself. Israel Steele became a huge name here, bigger than he ever was in the CWF. Draven Logan Kennedy was given his chance. Heather Monroe made her name here, Danielle made her name bigger here, the Warrens', Talia Skye, and Michael Morrison made as big of an impact as anybody I've seen since Mariano and Danielle entered the business. That's actually a compliment, and for once, I'm being sincere about it. The list goes on and on about the talent who did their thing.
PCW was the place where stars were made. Sure it had Yoshiru Long and Sickboy providing veteran leadership to a roster filled with hungry young anarchic guys, and Mariano won his first World title there, but not once did the young talent get stifled in their development. In fact, they seized their opportunities, grabbed it by it's balls and ran with it to infinity and beyond. Those names mentioned are synonymous with the history of the company. A lot of destruction, shocking shit, blood, sweat and tears were left in the battle field, but everybody enjoyed it. And if you didn't... well FUCK YOU then!
Terrell Ryder: "Ah, been waiting on that the entire time."
James Baker: "Well it applies to those whom PCW has proven wrong, and there were people who said it wouldn't make it past five months. Now where was I? Oh right, the youth movement and the infamous talent cuts that took place at Alma Mater Diem were a huge success and a turning point in determining the direction of the company. Now if it came back... Terrell and I would basically operate the same system in place. Everybody gets equal opportunity. No bullshit, and we even keep our anarchic ways. Why the fuck would we take that away? But in the same vein, the company cannot be repetitive so if we ever brought it back... we would have to do something new, something fresh, something that is not stale, something that none of the other companies out there are doing."
Terrell Ryder: "And what would that be, Mr. Creative Genius?"
James Baker: "I like that name. Another nickname to add to myself, but I can't reveal what thoughts go inside my crazy brain. It just couldn't be right, but it would get people talking. That's for damn sure."
Terrell Ryder: "Well that's really all the time we have. Now we bring you your scheduled programming of the evening."
James Baker: "And remember... FUCK THE HATERS! Believe that!"
He competed in one off matches since, with the final one being a PCW World Tag Team Championship match, him and Damon Warrens on one side substituting for Aaron and Nathan Warrens with the latter being injured. And the other side was Heather Monroe and Heather Mackenzie, two members of The Elite faction. The match up was a huge war. Both teams had their moments to win, but the turning point came when something went horribly wrong with Baker's leg during a Hurricanrana attempt. Shortly after, the Heather's emerged with the tag titles on PCW's final night. A day later, it was determined that he tore three of the four major ligaments in his knee: the ACL, PCL and the MCL. There was no timetable on when he would make a one-hundred percent recovery, or if he'd be like a Daunte Culpepper and never be the same as he was prior to that but he knew he couldn't do anything physical related. For the first time ever, this was a serious situation and one that could unfortunately end a career, even though the person said he was done being an active wrestler.
Currently, James is sitting in his game room at his home, dressed up in a nice suit and his hair spiked up. He stares at the camera with a rather normal expression on his face as he begins to speak.
James Baker: "It's me, bitches!"
James throws a paper ball into the trash can. On the couch in there seats Terrell Ryder, a wealthy businessman James has known since 2004, and is considered one of the only people he trusts in the world.
James Baker: "I bet you thought T-Dogg and I were the last people to be doing some shit for the Premium Network, and specifically about shit in general. Well knowing how I operate and say as much shit as I damn well please. It's not really all that surprising, now is it?"
Terrell Ryder: "Knowing you, I'm surprised you haven't flipped the bird or mentioned that anybody is a piece of shit yet."
James Baker: "Hey now, we gotta be professional. Don't we?"
Terrell Ryder: "It's my fucking network. I do whatever I want, and I make money regardless. After all, I am now a billionaire."
James Baker: "Good point on that. You are mister money bags after all."
Terrell Ryder: "Ah fuck you!"
James Baker: "No thanks. That's Danielle's job. But anyways, Baker-Money Ryder Productions continues to thrive despite the fact that we are still in a god damn recession. In fact, we're doing way better than we were last year at this time so we damn sure ain't gonna die anytime soon. Yo, tell the peeps what we do?"
Terrell Ryder: "You already know the Premium Television Network is ours and Hardcore Recordz is a thriving record company that has put out some very good albums with a few due in the next couple of months. But we have expanded into making energy drinks, appliances, clothes, restaurants and food. We're a jack of all trades promotion, but our main forte has and always will be the wrestling business. Every night on the network, you can see reruns of either PCW, YCW, ICW, ECCW, LW and PWW. Yes, wrestling every damn night of the week. Who doesn't love that?"
James Baker: "People like Prick Taylor... oh wait! We already whooped his ass from pillar to post how many fuckin' times now?
Terrell Ryder: "Too many to count."
James Baker: "Haha word! Now I have been hearing some talkings about PCW as of late, wondering if it's to come back or not and would it be different?"
Terrell Ryder: "Yo, that's a good question. Could you and I someday bring the company back?"
James Baker: "Of course we can. We own the rights to it. It's one-hundred percent OURS! Haha, but seriously. I can envision the company coming back someday, maybe even this year. I view the magic that was made in the first run of the company, and the amount of talent who made their name in the land of Premium. You know, Mr. Baller made a nice name for himself. Israel Steele became a huge name here, bigger than he ever was in the CWF. Draven Logan Kennedy was given his chance. Heather Monroe made her name here, Danielle made her name bigger here, the Warrens', Talia Skye, and Michael Morrison made as big of an impact as anybody I've seen since Mariano and Danielle entered the business. That's actually a compliment, and for once, I'm being sincere about it. The list goes on and on about the talent who did their thing.
PCW was the place where stars were made. Sure it had Yoshiru Long and Sickboy providing veteran leadership to a roster filled with hungry young anarchic guys, and Mariano won his first World title there, but not once did the young talent get stifled in their development. In fact, they seized their opportunities, grabbed it by it's balls and ran with it to infinity and beyond. Those names mentioned are synonymous with the history of the company. A lot of destruction, shocking shit, blood, sweat and tears were left in the battle field, but everybody enjoyed it. And if you didn't... well FUCK YOU then!
Terrell Ryder: "Ah, been waiting on that the entire time."
James Baker: "Well it applies to those whom PCW has proven wrong, and there were people who said it wouldn't make it past five months. Now where was I? Oh right, the youth movement and the infamous talent cuts that took place at Alma Mater Diem were a huge success and a turning point in determining the direction of the company. Now if it came back... Terrell and I would basically operate the same system in place. Everybody gets equal opportunity. No bullshit, and we even keep our anarchic ways. Why the fuck would we take that away? But in the same vein, the company cannot be repetitive so if we ever brought it back... we would have to do something new, something fresh, something that is not stale, something that none of the other companies out there are doing."
Terrell Ryder: "And what would that be, Mr. Creative Genius?"
James Baker: "I like that name. Another nickname to add to myself, but I can't reveal what thoughts go inside my crazy brain. It just couldn't be right, but it would get people talking. That's for damn sure."
Terrell Ryder: "Well that's really all the time we have. Now we bring you your scheduled programming of the evening."
James Baker: "And remember... FUCK THE HATERS! Believe that!"