KraZ
Main-Eventer
Painting Smiles on the dead
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Post by KraZ on Feb 23, 2010 17:48:58 GMT -5
Bagz, plays as your only stoned world champ makes his way to the ring. And as alway he has his bong and a big bag of green. He climbs into the ring, and packs the bowl with bud. He lights it up and takes a big hit. He holds it and pats his pocket as if he is looking for something. Once he hits the mic in his pants, he pulls it out. Exhaling, he speaks into it.
Dude, that's some killer kind. Wait why am I out here......... Oh yea, I am hunted. I'm the big dog here. And as that big dog i'd like to call out all the wrestlers I'll be facing in that steel chamber. I'd like you all to make your way Dow to the ring. I wanna see who all I'll be faceing. For, dudes, no disrespect, but I forgot who all will be in there. You see, after I beat, Osiris, I got so high I forgot most of the next day. I mean, I wasn't sure I could do it but I got that fools number. So everyone in the match for the title come on down.
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Post by William James on Feb 23, 2010 22:47:52 GMT -5
Right on cue, the music hits, and WJ walks out into the arena.
As he walks to the ring, he is shaking his head.
Pulling a mic from his pocket, begins to speak, still walking down the ramp...
"And here is your AWF World Champion, people.
So stoned, he doesn't even have a clue what is going on."
WJ gets to the ring, and rolls in under the bottom rope.
He walks right up to Trip, and waves the smoke from around him.
"It don't really matter who else is in that Chamber...
all you have to worry about, punk...
well... that's ME!
Sure, I had a little hiccup last week,
with that hella freak Jackyl at Collision...
but, he will get his in due time.
Right now, my focus is all YOU, pal!
My suggestion to you...
put that bong away... and clear your head.
I want no excuses when I clear that head for ya...
and take that AWF World title home with me!"
WJ pauses... and nods at Trip...
"You called me out here...
waste no more of my time...
just what the hell do you want?"
WJ waits for a response... |
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Post by spongeruss1 on Feb 23, 2010 22:56:49 GMT -5
Jacob's music hit.
"WJ did you know that WEED makes you focused i was about to come down there and ask for some before you started running your mouth."
Jacob slid in the ring.
"WJ what makes you think that you are some much better then the pot head standing in the ring HE BEAT OSIRIS not once but twice."
Jacob turned to Trip.
"So uh where do you get your weed man?"
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Post by William James on Feb 23, 2010 23:20:43 GMT -5
WJ watches as this man interupts... unwelcomed.
He shakes his head again...
"See people...
THIS is what drugs do to you....
it breeds stupidity!"
WJ grins, as he realizes who it was that entered the ring...
"Ha, it's you?!?
Didn't know you were in this Chamber match, too?
That's right... your not!
So, this little interuption... means nothing really.
Just like your career so far... quite honestly.
You ask what makes me think I better this this fool...
I don't think... I KNOW I am!
Already whooped his punk ass once, one on one...
so, it don't really matter how many times he beat Osiris."
WJ steps closer to Jacob...
"Any more stupid questions...
why don't you go ask your idiot brother...
he knows all about me himself.
He tried to franchise me...
and he got his ass handed to him.
If you're not careful...
the same WILL be said about you!
So, why don't you just leave this business to the people it involves...
and just walk away... before you get yourself hurt, pal."
WJ turns his attention back to Trip...
"So, still waiting, son..." |
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Post by spongeruss1 on Feb 23, 2010 23:29:49 GMT -5
Jacob stood back a little and just starred at the ground.
"WHOA you don't want to end up like Cage i did not even use my finisher so what would happen if i used it Cage would be dead."
He looked up.
"And about the whole thing with my brother. He respected you for beating him and you use it as a punchline in you trash talk."
He then looked right at WJ. Then Bam Kicked him with the super kick.
"YOU AND ME COLLISION IF I WIN YOU ARE OUT OF THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! IF YOU WIN I WILL NEVER INTERRUPT YOU AGAIN."
Jacob slid out of the ring and walked back ward until reaching the stage and turned and left.
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Post by AJ Riles on Feb 23, 2010 23:53:40 GMT -5
As Jacob makes his exit with Trip looking on in his half-minded stupor, a familiar tune rips through the arena, which stops Jacob for a brief few moments. That tune is the instrumental version of "Cry Out". The crowd is promptly on their feet for the greatest United States Champion in AWF as the Alaskan Beast steps out on stage, half of a sandwich in his hand, quite possibly the smallest amount of food he's been seen with since he arrived. Lino steps down onto the ramp and stops, pointing one thumb at himself as his pyros erupt behind him. Lino pauses to take a bit out of his sandwich and chews loudly, the sounds echoing through the microphone in his other hand.
"Nom nom nom, om nom."
Lino then chokes down the bite, not throughly chewed and gasps. He raises one finger to silence any incoming words before taking in a deep breath and standing fully upright.
"Alright, so I'm standing back there eating my lunch and the guy at the counter tells me that Trip is out here calling out his challengers for Steel City Suicide, so... There's two...?" Lino trails off, staring at the exiting Jacob, who only looks back, dumbfounded. "Uh...huh... ...Of us out here..."
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Post by Spazz on Feb 23, 2010 23:59:44 GMT -5
Before Jacob can leave, "Mental" hits on the stereo and Frank Dubaine steps out onto the stage. Brushing past Lino as his business is with Jacob this night. Jacob steps to go around him but Frank steps to block him. Looking slight irritated, Jacob steps to the other side again to go around him but again Frank steps to block him. Jacob opens his mouth to say something, but Frank this time yells into the microphone. "DON'T! Say. A god. Damn. THING!!!"
Jacob then tried to muscle his way past Frank but Frank wasn't someone you merely pushed aside. "LITTLE BOY!" Frank easily pushed the smaller Jacob away. "Back up! Back UP!!" Surprised by the ferocity of Frank's voice, Jacob did begin to back up. "C'mon! Back-back-back-back! Hya mule, back back back!" Frank walked forward and pushed Jacob back till he was at the foot of the ramp.
"What's this about WJ leaving the chamber? And if he does leave, who would replace him? You?! HA!! If I were to laugh any more at the thought of that I would lose twenty pounds off my gut!"
"Since you think you're SUCH a big man on campus and think you can push around guys who you're not even good enough to lace their boots up at this point in your AWF career, let's see how you like THESE apples!! Take a long look at the two men in the ring! 'Cause you'll be seeing them at Collision...in a HANDICAP MATCH!!!"
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Post by William James on Feb 24, 2010 0:13:21 GMT -5
Jacob stood back a little and just starred at the ground.
"WHOA you don't want to end up like Cage i did not even use my finisher so what would happen if i used it Cage would be dead."
He looked up.
"And about the whole thing with my brother. He respected you for beating him and you use it as a punchline in you trash talk."
He then looked right at WJ. Then Bam Kicked him with the super kick.
"YOU AND ME COLLISION IF I WIN YOU ARE OUT OF THE ELIMINATION CHAMBER! IF YOU WIN I WILL NEVER INTERRUPT YOU AGAIN."
Jacob slid out of the ring and walked back ward until reaching the stage and turned and left. ... or so he thought the Super Kick hit him. (FORCED RPing... was never asked, so 'no go' on that.  ) WJ saw it coming out of the corner of his eye, and side stepped it. As Jacob slid out of the ring, WJ spoke to him again... "You don't call the shots around here, punk!
You want a shot at me at Collision...
go cry yourself to Dubaine, and make it happen!
Got no problem franchising your ass, like I did your brother!"WJ walks over to the ropes... with his eyes still on Jacob, now at the top of the ramp. "But, as far as you taking MY spot in the Chamber...
you can forget it, son!
Not gonna happen like that!
I've come too far for anyone... let alone you...
screwing me out of MY shot at the Championship!
You're just gonna have to find another way in...
it WON'T be in MY spot!"WJ turns, as he see Jacob leave the arena, and looks back to Trip... "So...still waiting, punk..." |
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Post by William James on Feb 24, 2010 0:32:15 GMT -5
(Sorry, double post... doing it to catch up. )After James asks Trip his 'question'... Lino comes out to the ring, and does what he does. Followed by the actions of Dubaine. WJ grins, as he likes what he hears from Dubaine. "See there, Franchise...
you should learn to be more careful on your interuptions, son.
See you at Collision, punk!"WJ turns to face Lino, now in the ring beside him... "Nice to see you again, Lino..."...in a sarcastic manner, WJ then grins at Lino. He then turns his attention to Trip... and what he had to say. |
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Post by spongeruss1 on Feb 24, 2010 7:22:18 GMT -5
"wait i know who could replace him someone who has been screwed out of the title. Give Osiris one more chance."The Crowd started chanting Osiris.
"And WJ why do you think he called you out only he never mentioned the name WJ he said the elimination chamber competitors you act like he only wants you out here. That is why i came out your an arrogant peace of crap."
He turned back to Frank.
"Sorry i don't think we have met."
He walked around Frank and to the locker room.
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KraZ
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Painting Smiles on the dead
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Post by KraZ on Feb 24, 2010 11:21:01 GMT -5
Trip brings his hand to his face.
Damn, my head hurts. The stupid is running wild today.
he looks up to WJ.
Dude, I called you and the rest out, so we could set the main event of the show before the ppv. Seeing how you view me as nothing. Someone who is merely holding the title till I face you. I say we have a 6 man tag. Me and two others verse you and two others. And that will still need the rest of the chamber wrestlers to come out.
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Post by William James on Feb 25, 2010 14:03:51 GMT -5
WJ shakes his head... and walks over to Trip.
He snaps his fingers close to Trip's face.
"Earth to Trip... Earth to Trip...
can you read us?"
WJ grins, and continues...
"Seems that weed really has gone to your head.
As much as a tag match might be exciting and all...
I think you missed the announcement from our esteemed boss over there...
me and you got a handicap match...
against that ass clown that just walked out.
Teach him a little lesson on respect...
and what happens to sorry ass punks...
who like to interrupt when they are not welcomed.
So, unless we are gonna be double booked...
doesn't look like that tag match is gonna happen, son."
WJ shakes his head 'no', and continues...
"Besides, I wouldn't want to team with any of those other fools anyway.
None of them are worth my time and energy..." |
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KraZ
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Painting Smiles on the dead
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Post by KraZ on Feb 25, 2010 15:11:08 GMT -5
Maybe, just maybe we will show him the error in his way. Not likely, well atleast we will be well rested for the metal chambers.
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