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MAIN EVENT: Winner Receives ME Spot at SuperCard - Hart v Payne


Jan 1, 2000
San Francisco, CA
All RP for the MAIN EVENT match between SHAWN HART and JASON PAYNE at RAPTURE should be done in this folder. Any RP posted outside of the folder will not count.

** RAPTURE matches have a RP limit of 2 RP's per participant..
** The winner of this match receives the invitation originally intended for Shawn Hart that was intercepted by Jason Payne for a spot in the main event at the EPW / NEW SuperCard ..

The RP deadline is 11:59pm PST on Friday, March 30, 2007. Angles should be sent to secandido@san.rr.com ...


The Phenom
Jan 1, 2000
Salt Lake City, UT
Dancing with the Tards.

FADE IN: SJH takes center-stage on the dance floor of a large ball room with denizens of curious on-lookers watching from their tables. As he does so, the house lights dim and a spotlight is thrust upon him.

HART: "Mr. Payne... insane in the membrane, the vanguard of my bane, tryin' to skulk and scheme, but your methods are plain. Heh, sure... I took the bait, and for a quick minute there, it looked as if you'd single-handedly displaced the Prime Minister of Gettin' Sinister from his just due and perched yourself atop the New Era/Empire Pro Supershow mountain. A good play, for sure, but if my years in this business have taught me anything, it's that nobody does ANYTHING single-handed. Without a willing mark to succumb to their shenanigans and second their scandals, their perilous plans crash and burn the moment they're hatched."

Dramatic pause.

HART: "In other words..."

The Phenom extends his hand... and from the darkness, his sister FELICIA grasps it.

HART: "It takes TWO to TANGO!!!"

The dazzling duo executes a magnificent Milonguero Cross. As the audience applauds, the former NEW champ breaks the hold and focuses on the camera once again.

HART: "...And yours is a dance I have no interest in doing, Mr. Payne, thus my request for this match is granted. At stake, the very invite you conspired to SNAKE from me, and the chance to show the collective fan base of TWO promotions that Shawn Jessica Bubbles Hart ain't no flash in the pan!"

FELICIA: "You tell him, bro!"

Hart hears his sister, brings her back in close, and locks eyes with the lovely Felicia.

HART: "Mambo with me, mama!"

SJH takes the lead and the two swing across the floor with a series of arm wraps and crossover swivels. Again, the audience applauds and again, Hart breaks the hold.

HART: "You played your way back into the TEAM Invitational Tournament, but after years of providing the masses with unparalleled in-ring acumen and outrageous entertainment, I've played my way into people's hearts... something you couldn't do on your best day, which is why you've done your best to propel yourself at my expense. A risky move, indeed, but like the old saying goes, you can't get the acorn unless you go out on a limb."

Felicia steps to the forefront, taking her brother's hand.

FELICIA: "Cha-cha-cha?"

The Phenom grins.

HART: "Bet'cher booty, babe."

This time, the audience is treated to a series of spiral turns, hip twists, and finally, a Cuban Break, after which Hart looks into the camera with a menacing expression on his face.

HART: "Unfortunately for you, my friend, if you venture too far down a flimsy branch, it's gonna break beneath you. To win big, you gotta risk big, but such risks usually end up going the other way... and when it comes right down to it, DOWN is the only place you're gonna go when you get into the ring with me. You may have tried to take a bite out of my steak in NEW, but as far as the Phenom's concerned, you've bitten off more than you can chew, bub."

New Era's resident dancing queen steps to Shawn's side. The two nod at each other with a grin, then proceed to do a Charleston the likes of which not even Jonathan Coachman could replicate.

FELICIA: "Whoa Nellie! Nobody's got moves like you, bro!"

HART: "Damn right, nnnnnndaddio! And when I'm rockin' Rapture like David Lee Roth, Mr. Payne's gonna see each and every one of 'em!"

SJH moves his sister's body in close, and the two Foxtrot their way to the finish line with a smooth-flowing Promenade straight to the judge's box.

HART: "Nobody keeps pace with the PRINCE of the Paso Doble, professional wrestling's PREMIERE performer, and the hottest thing to hit the Terra since the volcanoes of Pompeii-"

FELICIA: "Matt Damon?"

HART: "No ma'am! The onliest man matching THAT description would be the incredible, edible ME! But don't take my word for it, what do the judges have to say?"

CUT TO: Len Goodman, Bruno Tonioli, and Carrie Ann Inaba of Dancing With the Stars fame.

TONIOLI: "INCREDIBLE!!! Is like a sultry and sinuous snail of SEXINESS has sauntered into my heart, leaving a sweet and SEDUCTIVE sludge in it's wake!"

The crowd responds with a collective, "Whoooooooooooooooo!!"

INABA: "Well Shawn, what can I say... you guys go out there each and every week and tell a story with your stuff like no one else can. My one, tiny, itsy-bitsy complaint would be that there's not enough hip-action in the act, so work on that... but otherwise, great job!"

The Prime Minister of Gettin' Sinister is severely disgusted.

HART: "You want hip action?! I got your HIP ACTION right HERE, baby!!!"

SJH shakes his booty like Britney Spears, then thrusts his pelvis like Elvis in Carrie Ann's general direction!

INABA: "Oh.... Oh my GO-"

Before she can finish the sentence, she faints at the very sight of Shawn's booming BULGE! The crowd is ecstatic, but Mr. Goodman appears to be unimpressed.

GOODMAN: "No, no, no! Shawn, you have all the potential in the world, but it seems like every time you go out there, just when things are getting really good, you fall back into your dick jokes and debauchery! It's good, but what you need is just a bit more welly... and work on doing a proper dance for once, OK?"

Hart grits his teeth.

FELICIA: "Don't do it, Shawn... DON'T DO IT!"


Without warning, SJH RIPS his shirt off, revealing the phrase "SOY BOMB" etched upon his bare chest! The audience is stunned. The Phenom then busts out with his best rendition of the FUNKY CHICKEN!

GOODMAN: "Oh.... Dearie me..."

Goodman faints at the very site of the Phenom's insult to proper dance. Felicia shakes her head in embarrassment, then looks to the camera.

FELICIA: "See what happens when you piss him off, Payne? He had no quarrel with you, but now that you've stuck your nose in our affairs, this Soy Bomb's gonna get dropped on you!"

CLOSE ON: Hart, as he licks his lips and fondles his own bosoms.


FELICIA: "Oy vey..."



Jason Payne

New member
Jan 1, 2000
Great Mills, Maryland
Fade in on Jason Payne standing in front of a NEW banner, his eyes covered by dark sunglasses, holding an envelope in his left hand. He looks into the camera with a hard, serious look.

Payne - "Hart, you can paso doble and cha-cha around a dance floor with your sister until the cows come home. But I want you to be sure of something before our match this week. Let me take you back in time to just about three years ago, when Jason Payne first blazed a path into New Era. It was assumed that I was just another in a long list of names coming into a promotion with no ambition whatsoever. Well, in the Battlebrawl, I made a name for myself, and in the wake of that event, battled MWG all over North America for the Television Title."

"But instead of being rewarded with a title run, I was forced into putting over a gender bending queer who's only claim to fame is to rip off every other gender bending queer since Adrian Street. We fast forward to the last BattleBrawl, and once again, I find myself in the final three, and once again, I get dumped on my ass. No matter the fact that I just blew through the best that NEW had to offer, do I recieve any type of recognition for it? No. I'm stuck wrestling opening matches on Rapture against a new crop of up and comers while people I've whipped from pillar to post, get rewarded with title shots, pushes, and rubs from the writers in this industry."

"Now, I want you to know up front, that I respect you Shawn. I don't hold a grudge against you. But I've decided that it's my time to move up in here in New Era. I'm not going to put over this ham and egger talent any longer. Unfortunately, you just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Which is why I have this, and you don't."

Payne waves the envelope in front of his face for a moment.

Payne - "This week on Rapture Shawn, put on your dancing shoes, because me and you are going to be dancing the dance of death. One of us is going to have to lose this match, and I can guarantee you that it isn't going to be me. Keep your sister's number handy because you might need it quicker than you think so you can get back to Dancing With Stars. While you're busy crossing your two left feet on national television, I'll be warming up to steal the spotlight at the SuperCard. It's just that simple."

"It's not going to matter what happens this week Shawn. You can bring your sister, you can bring the judges from that stupid show, whatever. After I get done wiping the floor with you in the ring, I'll put both Len Goodman and Bruno Tonioli through the Payne Killer, and then take poor Carrie Ann in the back and teach her the two-handed trouser snake rub. So go ahead, dance it up Shawn, but be warned...don't step on my blue suede wrestling boots."



The Phenom
Jan 1, 2000
Salt Lake City, UT
A HART-felt Hype Piece

FADE IN: Former NEW Heavyweight Champion SHAWN JESSICA HART PhD. is shadow-boxing before the camera, throwing a series of jabs, hooks, and uppercuts. As the camera moves in on his mug, he brings his boxing routine to a close and places his hands upon his hips.

HART: "I'm the kind of guy that starts many projects, but only finishes a select few. I'll get you a double, a bloop single, maybe a base on balls, but I don't swing for the fences unless it's the bottom of the 9th."

He takes a deep breath.

HART: "When I emerged VICTORIOUS in the BattleBRAWL Rumble and went on to capture the WORLD TITLE here in New Era, I thought I'd hit my home-run ball... that I'd somehow made amends and actually put the finishing touches on something I'd started years before when the company first opened its doors."

The Phenom looks pensively upward.

HART: "Fast-forward there a few weeks and the cold, hard fact that I hadn't finished a god damn thing had reared its ugly head, and it looked as if I'd just have to mark this one down as another one of my incomplete projects after all. No title, no Supercard main event, no nothin'."

Hart pauses, then lowers his head in shame. Seconds later, the frown is turned upside down and Shawn is licking his lips in a manner most salivatory.

HART: "Oooooooor so you thought! Seriously Payne, did you really expect a guy like me, the Prime Minister of Gettin' Sinister, workin' your girlies sweet spot until I FINISH HER, to fall for your shenanigans and simply throw in the towel?!"

Disgust prevails within the Phenom.

HART: "Pffffffffffffffftttttttttttttt!!!!"

Disdain follows.

HART: "HA!!!!!!!! Seriously son, you wanna sit there and spin yarns about how you've been passed over and shoved aside and how, at long last, you're steppin' up and makin' it YOUR time in New Era?! Big talk, bub.... but the steak n' eggs of the situation is that as far as comin' in and stakin' your claim as the bread's butter in NEW is concerned, Shawn Hart wrote the friggin' BOOK!!! And when the two of us go toe-to-toe at Rapture, we'll see exactly whose TIME it is!"

Hart shoots an ire-filled glare into the camera.

HART: "I've been in this business FAR TOO LONG to let a guy like you get all the gravy. I may have had a minor misstep against Marx last month, but make no mistake about it... lightning never strikes the same place twice. That being the case, as far as our little match and any aspirations you have of going into the Supercard with a spot in the main event go, if you try to go over... you're gonna go UNDER!"

SJH grin mischeviously.

HART: "Not that you're any kind of stranger to being underneath another man. But hey, it's the 90's, right?"

He chuckles to himself.

HART: "The PHENOM... has left... the building..."


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