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Post by Vinny Falcone on Jan 2, 2011 23:15:32 GMT -5
RP here
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Post by JD Screw on Jan 4, 2011 6:52:39 GMT -5
==Just after Worldwide goes off the air, Joel Garcia is reading his email on his iPhone when JD Screw comes bursting through the curtain and almost bowls him over. JD is still covered in sweat and blood and is carrying his half of the GWA Tag Team Championship.==
JD: Jesus Christ, Joel! Why don’t you watch where the hell you are going?! You are standing in the presence of a champion!
Joel: ==sarcastically== Yeah, congrats on that.
JD: You best take the bass out of your voice, son, because this old dog still has a lot of fight in him and he’s ready to bite! I told you, I told the world that come hell or high water, JD Screw was going to walk into Worldwide beat the crap out of some red, white, and blue jerkoffs, then he was going to neuter some Bulldogs and steam into the main even and grab the gold and I’ll be damned if that’s not what I did!
Joel: Well, you had some help.
JD: You’re damn right I did! You know, I was hard on Big Zek before the show, but I’ll be damned if that man didn’t bring it! He bled for the cause and that’s something that I can respect. He did what he had to do and that’s what a good tag team partner does! There were some teams with a lot of experience out there tonight, but I think what we proved is that if you want a fight bad enough, to men with absolutely nothing in common but the desire to win…can do great things and this title is a testament to that.
Joel: What about the comments he had about you wanting him to be your bodyguard?
JD: Simple misunderstanding, you twit! You see these rock hard abs? Huh? Does this look like a body that needs any guarding?! You know it’s called The Six Pack Splash more than because I love beer! It’s because when you get hit with the rock hard abs of JD Screw from the top rope…game over pal! And if you don’t believe me, just ask Violent By Design. What Tyson and I had was a failure to communicate….but it’s all straight now. We ain’t ever going to be friends, I’m not going to weep as he gives his cross eyed daughter away and he’s not going to coach my son’s little league team. But we are going to dominate the tag team division on GWA…you can just beat on that!
Joel: Well, I guess you haven’t hear yet, but the rankings are in and you are at the top of the GWA and get a shot at another singles belt next week, the GWA International Title.
JD: Can this night get any sweeter! I knew that it was only a matter of time before I climbed to the top of the GWA, but this title, and this information…just made sure that no matter what woman JD ends up with tonight…he’s going to “get there” if you catch my drift.
Joel: Though, your tag team partner is also in the tournament.
JD: Good. He deserves it…but he knows that what happens in that ring is nothing personal it’s business. He knows better than anyone that when JD enters the ring it’s about winning. If I’m in a tag match, I’m going to fight side by side with him and I’ll have his back. But Tag Team Titles or not, when they are not on the line and he’s standing across the ring looking at the best looking and most intense son of a bitch in GWA history…he’ll know it’s on like Donkey Kong and I will do whatever it takes…to WHOEVER it takes to win and be the best here in GWA.
Joel: There is the GWA cream of the crop in the tournament, besides Tyson, there’s Crazy Clown, Chris Hopper, Dean Alexander, AJ Johnson, Graveyard, and the man you’ll face in the first round Darkwolf.
JD: Darkwolf huh? He’s the metal guy that thinks that a few piercings and a Motorhead t-shirt are going to intimidate me? He doesn’t know squat. Listen here, jerky, if you hearing hasn’t been destroyed by too many Kenny G concerts. You can play the badass all you want, but what you have just drawn is the fast lane back to the showers. I do not play your game, you want to play badass…I live it every day. The Darkwolf is going to get domesticated so soon you can call him the slightly dark puppy….has a ring to it. As far as those other idiots…I have wanted another piece of Chris Hopper since he won the TV Title. My only loss in GWA was in that Tournament and the men responsible are there…Dean Alexander and Chris Hopper…they have some payback coming their way. I’m on a role here in GWA…and it’s not stopping for them. Clown and Graveyard are all too busy with Skullcrusher running around trying to spank each other’s Spiff….I’m not concerned with them. So that leaves me with AJ. AJ, I’ve seen you talk a big game, my boy, but I’ve yet to see anything that impresses me. The time for talk will finish, you know all these guys want to do TV interviews with Barbra Walters, what to be on the radio talking to some mark host…but what they need to be doing is winning matches and not worrying about that BS. Look at the rankings guys….there is one man with his eye on the prize in GWA…and that’s me! Tyson had it right…JD Screw will be the GWA World Heavyweight Champion…and he’ll be bringing the International and Tag Team Titles with him.
Joel: Wow.
JD: Damn right “wow!” Now, who was that fine looking honey you were talking to earlier today?
Joel: What my sister?
JD: Sister eh? Perfect! She in your dressing room? I’m going to go celebrate and create your future nephew or neice. Take it sleazy, Joel! YEEEEEHAW!!!
Joel: JD…she’s engaged…
==JD sack wacks Joel and he falls to the ground as JD happily walks away. The camera zooms in on Joel’s pain.==
Joel: I really hate that guy.
==Fade to black.==
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Post by darkwolf on Jan 4, 2011 22:32:28 GMT -5
The scene comes in on the back of the arena, where I see Joel standing by well lying on the ground more than less at the moment. My shades cover my deep blue eyes, and my devil-driver t-shirt with the cut of sleeves. I have it firm to my body, looking down I just then realize that I am wearing a pair of my black cargo pants and steel toed boots, fixing my shirt. I come walking past Joel, stopping in my tracks I look down and stick my hand out offering him a helping hand up to his feet. Joel dusts his clothes off as I stare down at him, grinning a bit up under my eyes.
==Me: You alright there ah...Joel..==
Joel stares at me before bringing his mic up to his lips, clearing his throat he just shakes his head for the moment before answering.
==Joel: Yeah I am fine thanks for the helping hand..So you must be Wolf the guy that is suppose to face off against JD Screw in the upcoming match this week. So do you have any thoughts on your upcoming match?==
I cross my arms cracking my neck in the process and just stare down at Joel. I ponder everything that has just happened this past week in my head. My record would considerably 1-1 I won my tag match and lost the other tag match.
==Me: Well to tell you the truth Joel, I could careless about JD Screw. He maybe in my way but I think let me rephrase that I know this is not going to be no easy feat. I will be damned though if I am going to let that S.O.B. get the best of me though.==
==Joel: Between me and you Wolf I hope that you do just what you have told me tonight. So do you have any plans in the future, or the next person you plan on going after?==
I stand back for a minute and think any names through my head that I can possibly think of. The only person that comes to mind is one individual who hasn't shown his ugly little head yet.
==Me: Well Joel it seems that there is only one person that I have my sights set on here in this company. After I take care of Screw, I am going to come after you Holiday.==
Joel looks a bit confused as it didn't take very long to think it out what I was getting at.
==Joel: So I take it that you and Aaron Holiday has some past with one another. Could you please tell me what that is all about? I mean what started everything?==
I turn my back and begin rotating my muscles stretching out my body as my bones begin to pop.
==Me: Well its quite simple really Joel, I am just tired of Holiday. I know he hasn't said anything to me here but me and him has some business to settle now, I am going to leave it at that.==
Turning from Joel I walk off of the camera as the scene begins to fade to black..
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