My COTR goal(opened for anyone)

Justin: Im new to COTR so i will just get to the point everyone automatically disliked me epecially POWER stable tyson said i was to poor creed said i wasnt handsome and brittany dissed my idol Aaron Webb R.I.P so my goal is to win any gold in COTR and watch brittany drool all over me like the dog she is.

Jacob walks down to the ring still wearing his R.I.P Aaron T-shirt, he dosen't look at anything but the ground, he enters the ring.

Jacob: You know what, i agree. Brittany is a dog! (Huge pop from crowd) But even more, i hate Power as much as you! So you know what i say, i say there is 3 of them, individualy we dont stand a chance, that's why im asking you! Do You want to kick some Power Ass!!!???

Justin: Definately

Buttons by the PussyCat Dolls begins to blast after Justin's reponse, the lights in the arena growing dark excluding the path to the ring and the ring itself. Brittany appears at the top of the ramp in her black and pink ring attire. A smug screen slides across her face as the crowd begins to boo, and she brings the mic to her mouth as she rests a hand on her side. She begins to do her regular strut towards the ring.

Brittany Claire: Wow, boys! You two are classy young men, aren't you?

She steps up the steel stairs, sliding through the ropes slowly to give everyone a view.

Brittany Claire: Bashing a beautiful young woman and her gentlemanly escorts when all they've done is tell the truth? Honte à vous! Shame on you! You should be ashamed of yourselves.

She gets into her corner, stepping up and sliding her arms down her own body elegantly as gold flares begin to fall around the ring. She steps off, turning back to face the boys.

Brittany Claire: No matter what you do, you can't totally beat us. Unless, of course... you want to break moral codes and hit a woman? I see no woman wrestler accompanying you - although you do come close, Jacob-dear. So, why don't you both shove your mics down your throats and crawlll back under the rocks your mothers birthed you under?

Greg: Wow, now that's just wrong!

Anderson: oh shut up, we both know everything she's saying is true!

Justin: you got some nerve coming out here alone we could just beat the holy shit out of you

Greg: would they really do that

Anderson: i don't know

The Crowd: Boooooooooo

Anderson: Uh oh they have awakened the beast.

Greg: Shut Anderson.

Instead in one of his nice cars Mercer walks down with his cotr world title on his right shoulder in a nice black suit and a red tie with diamond earrings and watch. He steps in front of Brittany and off mic tells her to hold on as if protecting her paceing back and fourth scratching his head mad and fustrated at Justin and Jacob.

Mercer: Justin...Jacob are you guys mentally insane or just plain stupid.

The Crowd: Boooooooooo

Anderson: I think their both.

Greg shakes his head as Mercer then stops paceing and turns directly to Jacob and Justin.

Mercer: I mean i have no idea who you two think you are, literally. Brittany have you ever seen these two?

Brittany yells into her mic HELL NO.

Mercer: Thats what i thought, I havent seen these two weridos ever in my life yet they come out here talking trash like they know me. Oh wait... yall should know me im Money MERCER the face of the COTR, the WORLD champion, the man everyone wants to be. But...who are you two.

Mercer points in their direction as Justin trys to speak but Mercer cuts him off.

Justin Hold up wait...

Mercer: IM NOT DONE, SHUT YOUR MOUTH.

Mercer yells as brittany starts to laugh. Justin and Jacob grow fustrated.

Mercer: You see what I have here on my shoulders is what you both want in the future i presume.

Justin and Jacob shakes thier heads up and down.

Mercer: Well in aint gone happen, not as long as i have this bad boy. But i understand first coming in a new federation going after the big dogs to make a name for your selves.

The Crowd: Booooooooo

Mercer: Well you messed with the wrong ones boys, ive grown tired of all of you coming down here running your mouths like your a superstar, always having the name power in your vocabulary. Well im sick of it, and let me tell you guys one more thing and I want to make myself clear. So clean your ears and listen to me. If you ever... and I mean ever say anything bad or threaten anyone apart of my group. I will hunt you down, whoop both of you down to a bloody pulp, run you over in my limo, and then bury you both right next to that asshole Aaron webb. DO YOU HEAR ME.

Mercer yells staring at both of them wiating to strike.

*Mercer turns his back on me as to disrespect us*

Justin: dont turn your back on me she deserves everthing that was said and what give u the right so what you have money and ill shove tha bugatti so far up your ass u will have to use your teeth to steer
your an ass mercer is a pretty boy ryan seacrest wannabe bio is a bitch and and brittany is a man

Greg:BBBBBBBBBBBUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNN

*The Crowd cheers*

*Justin waits for jacob to talk*

Brittany rolls her eyes, shaking her head with a mocking laugh.

Brittany Claire: I'm more of a man than you, that's for sure. But then again... so is Shirley Temple. You need to get over yourself, because you certainly have nothing to put you above us. I , however, have more facebook fans than either of you two jobbing fools. And don't even get me started on my man Mercer. You are crasse idiote... idiotic filth. Go back to where you belong.

Brittany glances around with another smug grin, lowering the mic for a moment as she watches the people around her boo.

Brittany Claire: The ghettos.

Jacob: You know what, Mercer, why don't you just turn round, walk your little girlfreind here down the ramp and get out of this ring, because i swear to god, i will break you Jaw!

Huge pop from crowd

Jacob: You know what else, Britty, your right we dont have a woman with us, but thing is, you can't hurt anyone! Your a good for nothing piece of eye candy!

And one more thing, Power, is most possibly the worst piece of crap i have ever seen, good night New York

Jacob and Justin walk out of the ring backstage

Anderson: Well it appears were gonna start our show with The Webb Of Hate, Jason and Justin!

Jason and Justin walk down the ramp and into the ring, Jason is holding a Kendo Stick

Jason: Well, last week we had a talk with Power. And........what can we say, they suck!

They are just a bunch of rich idiots who think they are great! And Britty, well.....

What is she Justin?......

Before Justin can respond with an insult, the lights go dark and Pleather For Breakfast begins to play. Brittany's titantron begins to play, and she appears at the top of the ramp. She is wearing her ring gear, a small masquerade mask on her face. She has a corset wrapped around her waist. In one hand, is a mic.. in the other? A whip. She cracks the whip, before holding the microphone to her mouth as she struts down towards them.

Brittany: Boys, boys, boys... I'll stop you riiiiight there.

She stops for a second, a smirk sliding across her face as she glances to each side of the booing audience.

Brittany: Before you two can begin your "trash talk", I'd like to give you two a little lesson. A little lesson on trash talking.

She stops before entering the ramp, cracking the whip once more.

Brittany: First off, calling a woman weak, a dog, or anything similar is not a good insult. It's over used, and sexist.

She nods in a "matter-of-fact" manner as she steps in the ring.

Brittany: The proper way to insult a female, behold.

She motions to the titantron, and a picture of Vanessa photoshopped to have a unibrow, and ape-like features appears.

Brittany: You know... I think her and Aaron might have been related.

The audience begins to boo Brittany.

Brittany: Now wait, before you begin to boo me, I have more. On the topic of Aaron, I have a question. Why are you defending him? Play the clips.

She pauses for a moment, before nodding to the titantron.

Brittany: Play the clips.

Brittany looks to the titantron, and clips of Aaron doing his heel antics begins to play. At the conclusion of the short clip, Brittany looks back.

Brittany: I'm afraid, boys, that you're defending a man worse than us; you're hypocrites. Now, before you finish the sentence you started... think carefully. I can take both of you on my own.

*Justin looks at brittany with a look of disgust*

Justin: SEXIST!!!!! your the most sexist thing on this show last time i check this was a PG show always lusting after the members of POWER you know what you are a WHORE just trying to get ahead in life.

Justin: and on another note even though Aaron wasn't always on the rite track he always did what was rite also why did you bring vanessa into this she has nothing to do with it

Justin: YOU BETTER GET OUT THE RING NOW BEFORE WE BEAT THE *BEEP* OUT OF YOU

Brittany suddenly hits Justin on the arm with her whip, Jason responds by pushing Brittany to the ground.

The crowd cheers in happiness

Jason: You know what Britt, no one likes you, Why don't you just quit!



WOH leave the ring and head backstage.