The Viper

He is the Viper.

His icy blue eyes

Stare you down

Like a knife

Stabbing in your gut.

He is the Legend

Killer.

He slithers away

From his prey,

Then hammers

Them down like

A viper snapping

It’s fangs onto

A human.

He kills with a

Simple Snap to

The neck, his

Venom flowing

Through their

Veins, killing

Them second

By second.

He is Randy

Orton.

Adam Lambert Gets New Tattoo

While I was online I stopped by Adam Lambert's Official Site and looked for some new updates. Then it stuck right out at me. Adam got a new tattoo while taking some time off from his Glam Nation Tour, which I really wish to go to. So here it is. He calls it 'Infiniti'.

John Morrison and Randy Orton vs Sheamus and The Miz

  "Welcome to Monday  Night 

Raw, everyone. My name is Jerry Lawler, and sitting beside me is Micheal Cole. Last week was really crazy. John Cena was about to be attacked by the whole entire rookies of NXT, but wrestlers like Sheamus, Orton, and Edge came from the locker room and helped Cena fight them off." 

             "Yeah," says Cole, "then while there was a match going on, we saw Bret Hart, the GM, get thrown into a limo. All of a sudden, the driver starts crashing into cars and throwing Hart around in the backseat. That's a really bad ending to a show. But not as bad as two weeks ago. And you don't want me to go there." Suddenly, the crowd of thousands of cheering fans went wild when they heard a deadly man's song playing. Josh, the interviewer for wrestlers, says, "Coming from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing at 245 lbs., Randy Orton!!!" 

             The hot, handsome Viper came out moving like a snake down the black ramp. His body was shiny and looked oily from a point of view. Fans on both sides of him were sticking their hand out, but Orton didn't bother to give them a high five. He lightly tapped the top step before walking up them and stepping into the ring. Josh, the announcer, and referee were staring at him with fear in their eyes. This time Randy didn't feel like getting up on one of the posts to look over the arena. So, a few seconds later another man's song began to play and the  crowd grew even louder. 

            "Coming from Los Angeles, California, weighing at 224 lbs., he is Randy Orton's partner, John Morrison!!!!" The Shaman Of Sexy appears in black pants and fur coat with gems all over it. He stops walking and does his slo-mo pose, his soft medium-brown hair flying back in the wind. He puts his arm down and, while he's still slow moving, struts down the ramp. Going to the left, John gives the fans high fives and takes off his sunglasses with the cross. Then he gives them to a little girl and has the camera pointed at her. She screams with a big smile on her face. The cameras are turned back on Morrison as he gets into the ring. Randy looks at him with a serious and deadly expression, but John did the opposite. 

       John went over to one of the steel posts and looked over the roaring crowd and did the same pose he had done before. A beautiful, sparkling smile grew across his face and then he stepped down. When he turned around, John saw Randy still looking at him with piercing eyes. Then he whispered something to him. "John, we are going to kick those two ugly you-know-whats. And if you're the one in the ring that gets pinned, you better hope that I don't break your neck." John's smile went away quickly when he heard the last thing he said. Now his expression to win this match looked minimum to the others.

In around five minutes, the others opponents, The Miz and Sheamus, were inside the ring. The bell finally rung and the tag team match began. Randy and The Miz started it off of. 

           Not wanting to waste any time, Miz and Randy start creeping towards each other with their arms stretched out in front of them. Before Miz could act, Randy kicked him hard in the gut. He quickly gripped his stomach with groaning sound.

"Randy locks in the Chin Lock," Michael Cole says. "He is very deadly and if they lose, let's hope nothing  happens to John Morrison." In the ring, Randy was in control of The Miz. he continuously punched fists left and right into his abdomen, and then one behind the neck to collapse him to the floor. As Miz gets back to a vertical position, Orton grabs his hand and slams him into the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring. He falls onto the second rope after impact. Then, Randy pushes his knee to the back of his head, causing him to choke. The referee starts counting to 5, and Orton lets go at five. The Miz coughs as the referee checks to see if he's alright. When the referee looks back he sees Randy tap John to make him legal. Miz crawls to his partner, Sheamus, but John drags him back. he twists his left hard, and pulls on it abruptly. John then did a Backbreaker and Russian Legsweep. He stood up and ran to the ropes facing The Miz. After bouncing off, John came back and clocks him right in the head with the Running Knee. John goes for a cover but he kicks out at 2.

    He gets on top of him and pounds him with fists called the Grounded Fury. The referee tells him to back up, but he almost refuses until he heard a familiar voice. "Back up, John!" it was Randy Orton and he was probably as mad as John. Morrison looks at Orton with a serious and questionable expression on his face. he was too distracted when The Miz ran at him with a Clothesline, knocking him out of the ring. Amazingly, Morrison lands on his feet like a cat. Then Miz tries hitting him with a baseball slide, but Morrison jumps out of the way. Miz slams his whole entire body to the floor with a thud. John hops back in the ring and the referee begins to count. When Sheamus thinks the referee is not looking, he charges for John. But he catches him before he even touches John. Out of nowhere, John twists around and knocks Sheamus out with the back of the heel, and almost the referee. "Wow!" both Michael and Jerry shout out. "John Morrison didn't even look back and he knocks Sheamus out. This is amazing. I've never seen anything like that from John." 
               Randy looks at John in amazement. John tags Randy and he gets into the ring. "Orton quickly goes for a cover." The referee counts and hits the mat with a "1, 2,..." Sheamus lifts his shoulders before he got to three. "I don't know how you can kick out of that, especially if John did it without even looking at him," Jerry says speechlessly. "That's just amazing!" Randy gets up and stands there as Sheamus slowly climbs to his feet. "I think he's going for the RKO." Immediately, Orton goes for his finishing move. But, Sheamus tags The Miz and rolls him self out of the ring. Still Miz didn't move a muscle because he would've been the one to be RKO'd. 
            Finally, but slowly, he comes into the ring and charges for his opponent. Randy moves to the side quickly and sticks one of his legs. Suddenly, The Miz trips and falls face first to the mat. Randy tags John and tells him something in his ear. They both take one of The Miz's arms and do an incredible move. First, they pull his body towards one of the corners. Then, while he still leaning away from them, they both put a leg to the back of him and fall back. The Miz lays flat on the mat and not moving. John pulls up both of his legs and the referee counts. "1, 2, 3!" The bell rings and John Morrison jumps up with joy. "Oh my gosh!" Michael Cole says. "That was astounding. I've never seen anything like that before. They just.... First time I've ever been speechless." Randy suddenly takes one of John's arms and raises it up in the air and the referee took the other. "The winners of this match:Team John Morrison and Randy Orton!" 
             One of the cameramen gives Randy Orton a microphone and he speaks into it. "John, I have to say one thing and one thing only. You're probably glad that I'm not going to kick your butt since we did win this match. But remember, I really don't make friends with any of my tag team partners, especially Legacy. But you, I think we can definitely be a team day in and day out. What do you say?" John puts out his hand and takes the mic. "That would definitely be great. At least you're not like The Miz. I don't even know why I even had him as a tag team partner." John makes a big sparkling smile across his face and Randy does, too. "Well them what should we be called, since we already made a finishing move?"
  "How about the The Bad Boys?" John suggests.
  "That's good, but maybe instead of the Bad Boys, it could be The Nasty Boys?"
  "But how are we nasty?"
  "I am a viper and can kill. You are a Glamboy and can kill by a girl staring at your body."
  "Maybe we could go with Power and Glory. Is that good 'cause I'm not a Glamboy."
  "Well, you know that's good. 'Introducing John Morrison and Randy Orton, Power and Glory!"
  "See, you have the power and I have the glory. I don't think it co...."
          Suddenly, they are interrupted by R-Truth's music, who is a best friend of John. He comes walking down the ramp and climbs into the ring instead of using the stairs. "Wait a minute both of you. John, I thought we were gonna be a tag team. Did you forget about me?"
   "Sorry, R-Truth, I didn't forget you and me. But listen sometimes me and Randy can be Power and Glory and other times you and me can be another tag team. How about that?"
  "Hell no. I don't share people with others. So, it's either you and me be a team or we ain't friends anymore."
  John stares at him speechlessly. He walks away from both Randy and Truth with his head down. He stands there for a minute thinking about his decision. His head pops up with a smile on his face. 
  "Maybe we can all be a team, the three of us. None of us have any grudge against each other. Randy's deadly and powerful. You're fast and jumpy. And I'm The Shaman of Greatness and the master of Parkour. We can be called, well I don't know, The Greatness of Power and Glory. Every week, we can take turns coming out with each other's themes. let's see what the audience thinks."
  Randy responds. "If you, the WWE Universe think we should be a tag team and be called the The High Flyers, say 'hell yeah'.
    Half of the arena shouts it out. But John stands there with his hand on his hip in disagreement. Before John could respond, Mr. McMahon comes out. "How about we do this instead of arguing. We have Triple Threat Match between the three of you. If John Morrison wins, the team will be called The Greatness of P&G. If Randy Orton wins, it will be The High Flyers. But, however, if R-Truth wins, he will have to choose. That's the end of this argument." McMahon disappears backstage and the three young men stand dumbfounded. John walks away and someone gives him his jacket. He puts it on and and says one last thing. "If that's how it's gonna be, then let it be that way." 
         John drops the mic and the same guy picks it up. He then lightly bounces off the ropes across from Randy and R-Truth, and does a baseball slide out of the ring. They look at him straight looks on their faces. John Morrison walks up the ramp and goes backstage.

    

Adam Lambert's Video Premiere to "If I Had You"

My Wrestling Smash Up For John Morrison

http://fans.wwe.com/go/videos/smashups?r=132378&u=34679

Randy orton Beats Batista

                     It was Monday Night Raw on April 26,2010. Tonight was the 3 Hour Draft between Raw and Smackdown. The crowd was going wild while the theme song for the show played throughout the arena People waved signs back and forth, screaming at the top of their lungs. One of the announcers, Micheal Cole, said, " Welcome to Monday Night Raw, everyone. Tonight is the day you have all been waiting for. It's the 3 Hour Draft. Can you believe that, Shawn?" Shawn says, "Hey it has come so quickly and I just want to see who is coming and leaving Raw." A theme song starts playing and immediately the crowd goes crazy again.
                    "Coming from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing at 245 lbs, he is the Legend Killer. Randy Orton!!!" When he came out, he face looked so serious and deadly. Randy Orton walked with the beat of the music, doing it slowly and steadily. Once he stepped inside the ring, he climbed onto one of the ring posts that connected the ropes. He just stood there looking out at the crowd. Everytime he did this, he always looked ready to fight and never ever smiled.
            After hopping off, the post, another song starts playing. Batista, the man everyone hated, came walking out as a bright white spotlight shined on him. The crowd gradually went from cheering to booing. One of the cameramen focused it on Randy s he just stood in there in silence. We know he was ready to kick his butt.
         Once Batista got into the ring, the lights turned back on and someone rung the bell, signifying that the match began. Batista and Orton started walking around the ring, trying to find an open spot to attack. Orton charges first. He punches and kicks him in the gut with all his might. Soon Batista shoves him into the corner of the ring and the referee begins to count to four. He knew that if he didn't back away from Orton he would be disqualified.
Suddenly Orton, also known as the Legend Killer, knocks his opponent to the floor with the Clothesline. Everytime he got back up Orton would come running with another. “I am curious about what will happen at the end of this match,” Micheal says. “They have been rivals for about a month along with John Cena.” Then when Orton came towards him again, he pounces up and kicks Batista in the chest with the Standing Drop Kick. The crowd goes wild, chanting Randy`s name over and over.  
                      "Well, the crowd is giving Randy Orton some motivation," Shawn says quite happily. "Last week on RAW, John Cena was fighting Batista when Randy Orton came in and started beating the crap out of Batista. Unfortunately, neither of them won that match. However, Cena helped beat down Batista. That's the first time in a long time we've seen them team up for something like this." Back in the ring, Randy Orton was in control of the match so far. All of a sudden, Batista ran at his abdomen and hit him with the Spear. "He goes for a cover, but Orton kicks out at two."
                       When the show came back on, Orton had Batista in the Bodyscissors, the move that causes that person to have trouble breathing. So, Batista stood up, and out the Powerbomb on his opponent. Orton cringes at the pain in his spine, curving his back like an archway.
          Batista pushes him to one of the corners and spears him continuously until the referee tells him to stop. He backs up slowly from Orton to the diagonal corner. Then, Batista runs ata him and then, without warning, Randy Orton does the European Uppercut. "Oooo...that's gotta hurt, especially the way he ran at him!"
          Randy Orton took Batista's legs and switched him over to his stomach, applying pressure to Batista's knees. This was a submission move that all superstars did just to win  the match. Unfortunately, Batista got out of it by touching one of the ropes. Randy Orton had to let go. Immediately, he starts pounding on Batista's torso as if he was gettin g revenge for something he didn't do.
        All of a sudden, John Cena appeared and Batista and Orton got distracted. But Cena wasn't here to make anyone lose. He just wanted to see who would win. Or was he here to disqualify someone? The match continued. Then, Batista hit him hard in the face, causing him to stagger back and fall to the floor. Batista stood in the corner with his right hand on the top rope, ready to hit him with another Spear. But, as he came Randy Orton knocks him out. Batista collapses to the mat with a thud. Everyone knew it was time for the moment. "I think Orton's ready to RKO someone." Orton starts moving crazy-like , balled up his hands into fists, and got down into a push up position, his waist going up and down. He looked deadly at Batista's body. Gradually, Batista rises to his feet and Orton does the same. With a blink of the eye, Randy puts Batista's head on his shoulder and collapses flat to the floor with him.

               "Randy Orton has done it. He RKO'd Batista!" In no more than five seconds, Orton pulls his opponent over and pins him! The crowd goes wild with excitement, screaming Randy's name over and over again. Just as someone  rings the bell for the end of the match, Cena jumps out of the chair and slides into the ring. Orton thought he was going for him, but he wasn't. He went straight for Batista. Cena took his right leg, put it between his legs, and locks in the STFU. The referee tries to desperately to make him let go but it failed. Randy Orton stood in amazement as Batista started to fainted quickly. Cena finally lets go.

                    Out of nowhere, Randy Orton does TWO RKO's on Batista. They were both really ticked off with The Animal. One of the employers gave Randy a microphone and, after taking a breath, he speaks into the microphone. "For everyone who thinks Batista is the best, you are all wrong. The Legend Killer and The Prototype are the best wrestlers you will ever see in your lifetime. Well, besides Bret "The Hitman" Hart. So, Batista, if I were you, I would leave this ring right now and never mess with me or John Cena again! And if you don't take that seriously, then we'll whoop your tail when you come back." After speaking, Cena took the mic and says, "And not only will we be the ones beating you up, but the whole entire raw roster and the Undertaker. So, watch your back Batista before we beat you up so bad that you have to end your career." With that, he dropped the mic and stuck his left hand out to Randy. At first randy hesitated and very soon he took the large hand and shook it. But never had a smile and neither did Cena. Together they climbed out of the ring and walked slowly backwards up the ramp, Cena grinning and Orton with a smirk on his face.

                "Well, I'm shocked at the fact that Cena and Orton are teaming up with the RAW roster to kick Batista's butt," Micheal says. "And if they team up for a tag team or handicap match, it may become brutal. We'll be right back on Monday Night Raw."

The Undertaker's Revenge

                      Mark and Mary were driving home from the grocery store. It was so hot and toasty that it felt like you were baking under the sun. They got home and began unpacking the grocery bags from the truck, putting them beside the front door. Once they finished, Mark stuck the house key into the lock, turned it, and opened up the door. Immediately, after everything was inside, they took two ice cold water bottles out of the freezer, and drank them as if they were trying to recover from dehydration.

                     Their house was unimaginable. It was like living in a house of blood stains all over the place. There was two couches with one saying, 'Under' and 'Taker' in black outlining. Next to it was a blood red reclining chair. The majority of the black-tiled floor in the living room was covered with a bright red rug, which was as soft as a puppy's fur. The kitchen was like Hell's Kitchen. Flames went up all around the walls with a glow-in-the-dark image of Mark as the Undertaker on the ceiling. If anyone walked into there day or night it would scare the crap out of them, causing them to probably run away.

                    Mark went upstairs, turned on the radio to play a rock CD, and got ready to take a shower. Mary was downstairs putting away the other half of the groceries while listening to the news. Suddenly without warning, someone grabs Mary and stuffs a small cloth in her mouth. She tries to scream and escape, but the music overcame her. The stranger starts dragging her down to the basement. Once down there, he ties her up on a chair, strapping her legs and hands to it.

                     When he finished, the guy took off his mask and gloves, revealing his face to her. But, Mary didn't immediately remember who he was. Back upstairs, Mark is out of the shower and dressed, slicking his black hair back into a ponytail. Then he went downstairs after turning down the radio, and walks into the kitchen. "Mary, need any help with making the food?" Mark asks just before entering. There was no response. he called again. Nothing, not even a peep.

                      Mark started checking in each room, searching for his wife. Finally, he stopped in front of the basement door, which was cracked open. A light was on and he could hear the muffling of a man's voice. Curiously, he slowly opens the door and silently took each step down. Finally, he got to the bottom of the stairs to see a man pointing a gun at him and Mary strapped to the chair.

"Who the hell are you and how did you get into our house?" The man doesn't respond immediately.

"Who are you?" the guy asks.

"I asked you something first, so answer it."

"Well, if you're her husband, I don't give two Dodges about you. See me and this beautiful woman are dating, but it seems that she doesn't remember me."

"You are such a liar. If you think I'm going to believe that then you don't know who I am."

"I have never seen your face. You don't even look popular. If you came down here to fight me just to get your woman back, I can beat you up in a second."

"Try me"

                        The man charges for Mark, throwing punches at his abdomen and chest. Mark starts fighting with him, throwing him around and does one chokeslam. All of a sudden, while he still trying to get up, the Undertaker takes form as he unties Mary, and tells her to go call 911. She immediately leaves and disappears upstairs. Just when the sirens of the police arrive, Undertaker flips him upside down, puts his between his legs, drops down on his knees. The man fell over onto his back and he was completely knocked out. The police came downstairs, cuffed the man, and carried him up to the car. Mark and Mary hugged each other, happy that the man neither of them knew was out of their house, and probably never going to return.

She is My Girl

Mickie James is my girl.
She stood up for herself
Whether or not someone was
Right beside her.

When she was being humiliated
in front of all the fans by
Vickie, Michelle McCool,
and Layla, she would cry and weep,
But no one would come to help.

Until one of her best
friends came out and into
the ring and begin dissing
McCool and Layla, telling them that
every female is a real woman,

except them due to their childness.

She will always be one of my

favorite female wrestlers

forever and ever no

matter no what happens.

Jeff Hardy

When this man
Who is called
"The Charismatic
Enigma", the crowd
Goes wild, screaming
and waving their
signs in the air.

The sound of his
Theme song is
Thumping through
My body. I feel
like I'm about to
Go deaf from it.

He comes walking
Down, hitting every
Hand that sticks out.
 His Face was covered
With black and white
Making the mask
Of a White monster
Inside a human.

The eyes of Jeff
Were piercing and
Dangerous, and made
Him look serious
Headto toe.

Drew Is So Rude

When he comes
Out, people all
Over the arena
Are booing at
The sight of
His presence.

He calls himself
"Undefeated", but
He got the Swanton
Bomb, two Chokeslams,
And the Tombstone.

This man is awful
And lost three matches
Ever since coming
To Smackdown.
Drew McIntyre
Is a rude, dis-
respectful, very
Selfish Scottish
Man who should
Never have came.

The Dead Man

He is nearly
Seven feet tall.
Towering over
Almost anyone.
He is the Dead Man.

Many believe that
He buries the victims
Of his crazy moves.
But some getaway and
Live to tell about it.

Once someone is in
The holds of the
Hell's Gate, choking
Them with his legs,
Begging to hold on
For dear life.

But they quickly
Tap out and Run away
Trying to escape the
Hands of the Phenom.

He is the Punisher of
Every wrestler that
Comes before him.
He is .....
The UNDERTAKER!!!!!

John Morrison's Victory: A Short Story

Friday night: a day to remember. The arena was cheering. They held signs saying, "Rey Mysterio 619" and "The Shaman of Sexy". The show started, fireworks going everywhere, and his theme song started playing. A second later, he comes out in slo-mo. His brown, soft hair blew in the wind. He wore a red alpaca fur coat with gems, and matching leather red pants with fur at the ankles. The noise in the crowd grew louder as the announcer introduced him. "Comin for Los Angeles, california, weighin at 214lbs, defending his Intercontinential Championship, John Morrison!!"

He stood on one of the steel posts and did his pose, flinging his coat back to show off his 6 pack abs. After he hopped off, another theme song started playing. It was Drew McIntyre, the man everyone hated. His hair hung loosely in a ponytail, had barely a pack to show, and black 'underwear' with a blue wing design on his butt. Once he entered the ring and the music stopped, the announcer rang the bell twice and the match started.

John and Drew walked around the ring, looking for ways to attack each other. Drew charged at his opponent, but Morrison moved before he got hit. Then, John jumped off on of the second ropes and clipped Drew with the Springboard Roadhouse kick. Drew fell down, dazed from the hit. As he was sitting there, trying to go back to reality, Morrison ran, bounced off the ropes, and struck him with the Running Knee. John laid across Drew's torso, held both his legs, and the refferee started to count. "1, 2,..." Drew kicked out before he got to three. He got up and started fighting back by punching Morrison in the abdomen, trying to wear him down.

John finally came back with the STO Backbreaker. Then, he stood next to Drew, put his right arm over his shoulders, kicked his leg behind Drew's. "The Russian Legsweep, everybody. Man, John Morrison is really beating up Drew McIntyre," Todd Grisham, an announcer, said. John stood up and had his left arm in the air. Immediately, he flipped around once before landing on Drew's stomach, accomplishing the Standing Shooting Star Press.

"I believe that McIntyre is starting to have doubts about this match, Todd," Matt Striker, another announcer, said. Morrison pulls Drew by left left leg and arm towards one of the corners of the ring. He then faces the away from him, places his hands on the two top ropes, and looks around at the crowd for a few seconds.

People are chanting, "Morrison, Morrison!" Finally, he jumps, splits his legs, puts each on the the top rope, and flips upside down with a split-legged corkscrew moonsault. "Star...Ship...Pain!!", Matt and Todd said at the same time. John pulls Drew towards the center of the ring so that he won't touch the ropes. He gets back into the same postion did the first time he tried to pin him. The refferee started to count again. "1,2,3!" The bell rings to make it final.

"John Morrison has won! He finally beat Drew McIntyre and kept his Intercontinential Championship. He is just outstanding!" He stands up and the refferee takes his left hand, and lifts it up in the air. The whole arena goes wild. He takes up the belt on the mat that belongs to him and raises it up in the air. "We got a great start to the show", Matt says. "Especially if it's John Morrison's victory. Friday Night Smackdown will be back in a moment." The whole arena is still going wild and cheering even thought the show takes a break.

John Cena Is My Inspiration

The champ is here and he's gonna win
Fight him once but never again
The champ is here and here to stay
His time is now so back away.

Cena you are my inspiration
My reason that I'm writing
You gave me that stength
That makes me keep on fighting.

The champ is here
He's everything Triple H is not
He's smart, he's funny and man he's hot! !
That's the champ of WWE
He's gonna stay just wait and see.

I'll say it one more time
The champ is here and he's gonna win
Fight him once but never again
The champ is here and here to stay
His time is now so back away.

The Shaman of Sexy

He's the Shaman of Sexy.
He's got the looks and style
A 30-year old machine,
But at times can be mean.

He's an awesome acrobatic,
With his twists and
Turns in the ring,
Looking so clean.

He's Guru of Greatness.
He puts useful and
Amazing information in
The minds of people.

His outfits blow away
The minds of people,
Of black, red, white,
And possibly even green.