You guys have seen similar games, add to the story and make it interesting.

-Add as much content as you want.

-Copy and paste the previous content and add whatever you like.

-When using dialogue do it like this
wrestler x: ghlshsl;has;
wrestler y: ghslaghl;j

-You can add commentator content like,
:Jim Ross: OH NO HE DIDN'T
:Jerry Lawler: YES HE DID

-If two people simultaneously add to the previous content we will continue with the person that posted first.

Ok ill get it started.......

Cole: Welcome everybody to Monday Nigh...
*music* TIME TO PLAY THE GAME, HHH makes his way out

Cole: Welcome everybody to Monday Nigh...
*music* TIME TO PLAY THE GAME, HHH makes his way out

Triple H walks out.
Jerry Lawler: Look at that Cole, Stephanie McMahon is with him.

Triple H: I am retiring

the end.

Thread delivers!

Not so fast.

John Cena's theme song is played.
Crowd boos as much as they do on regular Raw shows.

Michael Cole : John Cena pulls out a gun, vintage Cena!

Brodus Clay music hits.

Bell rings.
Throw suplex.
Turnbuckle squash.
Off the ropes, flying press.

1....2......3......Funk-a-saurus squashes Cena.

It almost seems as if the WWE has been holding the funkasaurus back. Almost as if he was always this good but no one has ever allowed him to showcase it. Why could that be?

Triple H: I grew up in this business. I love this business, and for that reason, I think its important for it to stay pure. I think its important that it not be destroyedUH by the likesUH of some funking idiot. I'm tired of all this. This business was built for champions. Champions like me. Champions like Ric Flair, Champions like Hulk Hogan. Men who got the job done when the job needed getting done. I've won the royal rumble, I've won elimination chambers like they were Teddy Long-created tag team matches on Smackdown. Its time that we sat down and asked ourselves who the best of all time really was. No stupid gimmicks, no lame catchphrases. I'm talking about a match. A match for the ages. A match that transcends kayfabe and surrealism. Its time for the ultimate showdown. The best in the world, in one ring, to decide the true heir to the throne.


John Cena: You know what fans, he's right. As much as I hate HHH and everything he's ever stood for, its time for the fans to know for real. Its time for everybody to lay it on the line. Its time for a match that matters, for once in our goddamn lives.


Brodus Clay: *dances a lot*

*CM Punks music hits*

CM Punk: You guys cant be serious. You are out here talking about epic matches. About matches that matter. But you wanna take John Cena, who can barely withhold his hate from an idiot like Kane, and Brodus Clay, who's biggest victory is over JTG, and you wanna talk about great matches? The entire WWE universe is disgusted by the idea that you three could participate in a match that even mattered, let alone the greatest match in the history of wrestling. In this business what are you without a champioship? A nobody. And without me, there is no WWE championship. The WWE universe knows that I'm the best in the world. You guys want to talk about the best match in history? You are gonna be talking about a match with CM Punk. The WWE champion. The straight-edger. The best in the world.


*Teddy Long Music Hits*

Teddy Long: Wait wait wait there playa, I think i can see where this is going. Tonight on friday night smackdown its gonna be a tag team match playa


HHH, John Cena, Brodus Clay, CM Punk: Shut the **** up.


Wrestlemania XXXGSGW$ (im way too drunk to think of what the next wrestlemania really is):

A 4 corners match elimination match for the WWE title. CM Punk. Brodus Clay. HHH. John Cena. The champion of the PG Era. The Legend of the Attitude Era. The Indie Hero who has defined himself as the best of all time. The Funkasaurus.


The match starts quickly. With HHH and John Cena letting previous bad blood coax them into a quick onslaught onto one another. Brodus Clay dances a lot while CM punk (being the smart villian that he is) just lets him do that, and enjoys the damage being done on the outside.

The battle takes itself around the outside area. HHH manages a knockdown on the announce tables, Cena throws him into the stairs, its mayhem. After a long and drawn out battle, its HHH who gains the upper hand, pedigreeing Cena on the announce table. He rolls him confidently back in the ring to lay him down for the count, but unfortunately its only a 2. The look of disbelief in HHHs face says it all. Another pedigree. This time Cena recovers instantly, setting up for the 5 moves of doom, when WAIT. Kane is here. He came through the crowd.

Cena is so distracted by Kane appearing ringside that he hits himself with a chair, FUs himself, Pedigrees himself, and then pins himself. The crowd goes nuts. Its down to 3, and two of the men have barely even wrestled a move. Triple H can barely stand after all the punishment Cena has packed onto him. He limps his way over towards the Funkasaurus, who continues to dance and do little else.

He pedigrees him. The funkasaurus continues to dance. Another pedigree. Somebody call my momma. 6 more. Brodus Clay continues dancing on the floor as HHH pins him for the 3 count.

And then there was this. Two men. 1 title. 1 ultimate battle for destiny and fame. 1 battle to see who would get the ice cream bars and movies. 1 battle to see who would truly be the greatest of all time.

Pedigree. Good game. HHH wins. (Im a triple H mark, ya'll didnt see that comign did ya, SWERVVEEEEEEE). Talk to u boys when im sober. peace.

I wanna add one more thing by saying that I meant that storyline to start out serious and awesome in the original talking, then realized i was way too drunk to write a novel, but i like how it turned out