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Post by Vinny Falcone on Mar 21, 2011 11:22:27 GMT -5
Big Bobo Nasty vs. Solomon Tyson vs. Tsunami vs. Enigma vs. Christopher Bryant vs. Leroy JacksonYou 6 will RP here!
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Enigma
GWA Dark Match Talent
Posts: 13
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Post by Enigma on Mar 28, 2011 10:25:46 GMT -5
It is a very rare instance indeed when I get invited to a formal event for something I believe in. So many times people assume wrestlers couldn't live without their spandex tights on, could function without their boots laced to their thighs or even had to walk around the area topless as to show off their muscles, or lack thereof in some cases. Sometime they didn't even bother to ask, just passed by me with invitation in hand to give to my brothers. They were always the popular ones; they got the women when no one thought they would, they got the free goods when no one else could get any and they even managed to con almost a thousand people out of their savings because they were just so good as what they did.
Now here I sit in this same business.
The stress factor is far beyond your wildest dreams. Fans run up to you like you're Jesus Christ himself. Women want to toss themselves at you. Speaking of that why do I always get the fat ones? Anyway. I love the fans, I respect the fans. They take their hard earned money each and every week to come watch us perform. While thousands upon millions more watch us each and every week on TV.
I do find it a little odd that fans go so crazy for people they really don't know. Hell I'm a victim of this. I remember when I got the news Eddy Guererro had died. I cried like a baby. I never personally knew Eddy. Yet I cried as if he was my family and we were as close as crossed fingers.
You see there is just something funny about this business. Fans and wrestlers alike attach themselves. It's rather odd. But the bond a fan develops between him or herself with a wrestlers can become so intense it's indescribable.
Even with all this said here I sit in the very very very early stages of my career in darkness. I question my skills daily. I doubt my ability to compete in this business. I even went as far to seek help and advice from my enemies within the GWA Roster.
What is my problem?
Am I weak?
Am I a tool?
Am I a pathetic sap?
Should I quit?
Do I belong?
Where's my balls in this matter?
Hell I did start my career 3-0 I beat Shadow Man Joe Dipper in my debut, went to a draw with Ric Blanchard. Lost in my bid to become the North American or World Champion at Resurrection in just my third pro match of my career. Hell that's hard to pull off no?
What am I stupid?
Do I have no brains?
Is my mind playing tricks on me?
Why the doubts?
Why the questions?
Why the advice seeking?
In just 3 career matches I had a chance to win the biggest prize in the game today. The GWA is deep with talent. Only four men made that match, and each spot was earned. This means I beat out over thirty other wrestlers for that chance. Sure I came up short but I had the chance. And I even outlasted Christopher Bryant won going in was the GWA World Champion.
Shut up Enigma!
Suck it up!
Battle through!
Release your mind of it's negative energy!
Here I sit, less than one month after that failure with another golden opportunity before me. Instead of grabbing the moment by the horns and going after it I sit here in my negative energy.
Wow, the doubts, the emotions, the chances before me. This a damn roller coaster of a profession. No wonder so many greats die at a young age do to this sport. It's scares the hell out of you when you take time to think about it.
Thank goodness this is my reality.
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Tsunami
GWA Dark Match Talent
Posts: 15
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Post by Tsunami on Mar 29, 2011 0:45:29 GMT -5
(We enter a hotel room, and as the camera makes it's way around the room it comes across a spa and hot tub within the room. The heat is turned off, as sitting in the hot tub is Tsunami. Now mind you he just fits within the tub, but not to be denied he enjoys his time. And what you can find really interesting is the tub is filled with Chocolate Syrup, and Tsunmai is just covered in it. Next to him are Gummy Bears, Marshmallows, Graham Crackers, among many other foods. Tsunami then speaks to the camera.)
Tsunami: Welp GWA here we go, Spring Stampede week, hold, hold on excuse me for a moment.
(Tsunami now reaches for some toast and dips in the chocolate syrup, which his large, nasty rolled body is sitting in and takes a bite.)
Tsunami: Boy is this living?
(He now deeps more toast and tosses a few gummy bears and skittles onto the toast before throwing them down his throat.)
Tsunami: Now I know for a fact none of my opponents have the skills, desires or determination to prepare for our match like me!
(He now grabs a Oreo cookie and dips it before eating it.)
Tsunami: Where shall I start? Hmm. How about with Christopher Bryant? This man is a former GWA World Champion. The GWA was given to him on a silver platter and this pathetic little man blew it. He hasn't even show his ugly fce in weeks. I so hope he ignore the warning layed down by Levi Hershey, hmm wait a minute Hershey.... Syrup.... Chocolate.... Sugar.... EAT EAT EAT EAT!!
(Tsunami's mind goes way of course from his train of thought as food has once again snuck it's nose into his thoughts...)
Tsunami: FOOD! EAT! FAT! BIGGER!! EAT MORE FOOD!!!
(Tsunami quickly eats a snickers followed by a bag of M&M's then a Charleston Chew before getting his thoughts back on track.)
Tsunami: OK as I was saying. Levi has promised to fire people who fail to make the show this week. I personally I have doubt Christopher Bryant will be one of them. This man has been ruined. He once competed in the CWE. A fed for cowards, Weak minded people, Then CWA. A fed the Falcone's bought out only for it's owner to re-nig on the deal. What a phony.
(Tsunami now drinks a 2 liter of coca-cola in 29 seconds.)
Tsunami: yummy yum, that was good. OK who to start with next? I guess Solomon Tyson. This guy, I really don't have much to say. Other than little man, get a DNA test or something. Ezekiel is your brother? Really? DNA DNA! Trust me. Ever look in the mirror, then look at him. Somethings off. Really off. In this match or not, I think you got bigger issues than worrying about this match.
(Tsunami now dunks his head into his chocolate syrup bath. He actually amazes the camera man since he was able to hold his breath and stay under the syrup for an amazing four seconds.)
Camera Man: Wow!
Tsunami: Impressive huh? I can hold my breath long time, no?
Camera Man: Sure.
(Tsunami's face is just covered in chocolate. It's hard to make out his face. But the syrup has since trickled off of his two little hair puffs on his head. Making it look like a football goal post on a mud field.)
Tsunami: I guess I should now discuss this little runt Enigma. Enigma if I'm already sick of hearing it, I'm sure everyone else is. Stop having a pity party for yourself. No once gives a turtle shell. Either man up or just shot yourself already. You'll be your own worst enemy thus no concern for me.
(Tsunami grabs another 2 liter soda and a king size kit-kat and takes both down in under a minute.)
Tsunami: I guess this leave me two. So I'll leave the champion for last and mention Big Bobo Nasty. I'm sure Yoweri Kaguta Museveni would prefer you weren't from Uganda. For you idiots out there Yoweri Kaguta Museveni is the President of Uganda. But I'm sure you like being from Uganda considering most of the women in Uganda are illiterate. So when you resort to rape for your sexual release, they can't provide a written statement. Now I know that comment will piss you off something fierce. But deal with it. And I'm also sure others will get offended. But come on people we see worse on TV everyday. Thousands upon millions of people watched as my countrymen were swept away by huge waves in Japan. Can you sit there and tell me while CNN, MSNBC, Fox and others showed clip after clip of cars, trash, wood, houses among other things floating down the street of Japan, human bodies weren't within the rubble? And that's OK to show replay after replay? So again, deal with it.
(He grabs a glazed donut and eats it.)
Tsunami: This leads me to Leroy Jackson. The Hammer as you like to refer to yourself. Buddy, buddy, buddy. Here you go running around with your two butt buddies Ric Blanchard and this new fruit to the GWA Chris Hawk. And together you guys run some stupid ass club in New York called The Office something or other. I wonder who's giving who the lap dance there. Leroy, you walked right into an easy title win. You beat the chump Bobo Nasty, then the white Tyson in Ezekiel to win the strap. I'll give Stardust credit he held onto that title a long time. Regardless of how close he came to losing it, he held onto it. Now we have you. What a drop off. I really hope the GWA goes on a recruiting mission and signs some real talent to spice the place up a little. I mean hell we all know the economy is bad, but that's nothing compared to the weak level of competition within the GWA. But thanks to someone within the GWA coutning their lucky stars they have me!
(Tsunami now steps out of the spa/hot tub buck ass naked. Thanks to the chocolate syrup and hanging roles we can remain PG rated.)
Tsunami: Come Spring Stampede, Big Bobo Nasty, Solomon Tyson, Enigma, Christopher Bryant & Leroy Jackson. Listen to my warning close... April 3rd it'll be like a jumbo jet smashing into a skyscraper. And you five will come out on the short end of it!
(The camera then goes black.)
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Post by Ezekiel Tyson on Mar 29, 2011 15:31:23 GMT -5
*Solomon Tyson is sitting in his locker room wearing a white t-shirt with the words 'Solomon Tyson, The Antichrist of the GWA' written in black on it, blue denim jeans and black shades on, looking at the things Enigma and Tsunami had to say when Pappy Woods walks in with a cameraman*
Solomon: What the hell do you want?
Pappy: I..I just wanted to get an interview with you on your coming match this Sunday at Spring Stampede.
Solomon: Fine, but make it fast, or else.
Pappy: Ok, so Solomon, what do you think about your opponents at Spring Stampede?
Solomon: What do I think about them? Well lets start with Enigma, he had a good start here in GWA beating what's his face Joe 'Who gives two s****' Dipper but afterwards, enevitably I might add, went on to lose one match, then another and another and another, so I think he is a god damn piece of trash who has no future here in GWA and will figure that out when he gets his ass kicked by me. Now where were we, ahhhh yes right, Christopher Bryant, the former World Champion before he lost it to JD Screw, he, as like Enigma, is a nobody, a washed up piece of trash that nobody cares about or will ever care about, it will bring me great pleasure to smash his head in with a ladder and end his pathetic thing that he calls a career. Now, Tsunami, this complete douche bag has the utter nerve to say that me and my brother, Ezekiel, are not brothers at all, well after I win my match for the North American Championship and Ezekiel wins his match for the International Championship he will see that we must be brothers because we can both win championships and another thing you say about how us Americans don't respect the fact that your home country of Japan was hit by a tsunami well we do but there's one thing on my mind about that, are you sure you didn.t cause I mean your name's Tsunami but your also bloody massive probably one step and you'll cause a fricking earthquake, but anyway continuing on to Big Bobo Nasty, another fat man, but while he may not be as fat as Tsunami I'm serious in saying that you must cover most of the fricking space in Uganda and I've just realised why Uganda is so poor and has hardly any food or water, your taking it all to feed your hunger because I heard that if you don't eat at least four times the weight of your body you'll die of hunger and you need to eat loads to stop you from having a pissing fit from drinking loads as well.
*At this point Solomon's mouth has gone into a smirk and he has started to chuckle*
Solomon: Now on to the champion, Leroy 'The Hammer' Jackson. Now although you beat me for the North American Title you got a fluke of a win and I can guarantee that while your asking your little friends to give it to you every night I will be training 24/7 non-stop waiting for Spring Stampede but until that time you can go and ask Mr. Ric Blanchard or Mr. Chris Hawk to strip naked for you and give you a lap dance right in front of your face if you want or you could go extreme and ask them to give you crave every night.
*Now Solomon has begun to laugh and laugh loudly*
Solomon: Hey Pappy, you can now f*** off, oh and one more thing, you can tell your little butt buddy, 'Crappy' Mike C, that at Spring Stampede my brother, Ezekiel, will break his f***ing neck.
*the scene fades to black*
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