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Post by Vinny Falcone on Apr 6, 2011 15:45:55 GMT -5
You two RP here.
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Post by JD Screw on Apr 16, 2011 6:09:50 GMT -5
==The camera fades up as we see trash on the floor. A broom comes into shot and sweeps the trash off screen. The camera pulls out and pans up to show JD Screw in a janitors outfit pushing the broom.==
JD: Bunch of damn slobs in this place.
==Just then a tech walks by and throws his cup at the bin and misses but keeps walking.==
JD: Hey asshole! Pick up your trash…jerk. Bunch of filthy animals up in here, I swear.
==As JD pushes the broom Pappy comes into shot.==
Pappy: JD, can I get a word?
JD: About six of them, Pappy, and not one of them clean!
Pappy: I wanted to ask you about your match at Worldwide against the new GWA World Champion, Alex Mason.
JD: Oh, so you want to upset me?
Pappy: No, I…
JD: No, nothing, shut up. You think I haven’t been going over and over in my mind what I wanted to say after the Pay Per View? What happened at the PPV was absolute bullcrap. It’s the one thing I will agree with Mike C about. You work real hard, you beat your opponent and then you climb the ladder and get screwed over. Yeah, Alex Mason is the GWA World Champion…but he didn’t beat me. It was the pricks and idiots that came up with the rules to the PPV matches that beat me. I was on top of the world and had the World Title…flash forward and without being pinned, without submitting, and without even being beaten in the Ladder Match…I’m without the title and pushing a damn broom. This is how this company wants to treat their stars? Like some god damn servants that they can play with? Well guess what…you wanted me mad and motivated…you got it! I knew what the deal was when I signed into the match at the PPV….and I’ll honor my little “award.” But I tell you this, Pappy. I’m coming for Alex Mason, the God of Snore, and I’m coming at him like the God of Vengance! Because I’m about to make an example out of his ass!
Pappy: And where do the FBI fit into it?
JD: I don’t know, Pappy. I don’t even know where they are. When they asked me to join the group it was going to be all guns blazing. It’s been more watergun full of jello! I’m here to kick ass and take names…and Stardust is crying over past tail, the big man is nowhere to be seen and Vinny….the one man that could have done something about the title situation at the PPV….MIA. I haven’t even spoken to him since. Far as I’m concerned they can all get hell out of my face. FBI? Must stand for Full Blown Idiots! That’s what I was to think that making a pack with them would make any difference. But I’ll tell them one thing….they can come to Worldwide and prove to me that they are on the same page as me and I’ll stick with them. They can’t prove that? I’ll make an example out of them as well. JD Screw is out for one man…and that’s JD Screw. The Redemption Tour 2011 is still on the road and will not stop at this minor set back.
Alex Mason…I bet you feel real good about your “win” at the PPV. Sure you walked out the champion…but you know it deep in your deluded mind that you don’t deserve it. You didn’t beat anyone to win the title…you lucked out and grabbed the golden sack. Must have been strange for you to grab a sack without putting in your mouth first. BURN! But I will tell you this…this rematch, one on one, is ballsy. Here you are on the heels of winning the title…and you are going to step into the ring with me? It shows guts…it shows courage…it shows that you are even more deluded than I ever thought. Though you didn’t put the title on the line…not that confident eh? That’s fair. Because I don’t care about the title right now…what I care about is making you realise that you may have won the title…but I am still the man around here. I don’t care if it’s you…Class Ass Mike C…or Terry Wood…I will beat whoever…in the ring! I am the very best the GWA has right now and I am about to bring the hurt down on every son of a bitch stupid enough to set into the ring against me.
Pappy: So what is your plan?
JD: My plan? Right now, Pappy. It’s to finish sweeping. Then I’m going to march down to the ring beat three shade of crap out of the God Of Smores and then move on to a title shot. Beat him again and regain what is rightfully mine!
==Joel Garcia walks into shot drinking a coffee==
Joel: Hey everyone. It’s the former champ, JD Screw. Let’s see you lost your girl, your title and your manhood. Now you are nothing but a janitor. Life must suck for you right now. But let me give you something to live for.
==Joel finishes his coffee and tosses the cup on the ground.==
Joel: Clean that up, Janitor.
==Joel laughs and walks away.==
JD: Excuse me for a second, will you Pappy?
==JD, broom in hand, walks out of shot. You hear Joel scream and then three loud cracks. JD walks back into shot with a broken broom.==
JD: And now I’ve broken my broom…Alex Mason is in REAL trouble now. I’m pissed off now…I’m going on break!
==JD walks off. There is some movement from his garbage trolley. Pappy looks in and jumps back as “The Halfpint Beefcake” Terry Wood comes out of the trash spitting out paper.==
Pappy: What the hell are you doing in there?
Terry: What I finds is mine, Brother!
Pappy: Ok.
==Pappy slowly backs away as Terry dives back into the trash.==
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Post by Alex Mason on Apr 16, 2011 22:13:54 GMT -5
**Scene opens in the GWA arena.**
The lights go out in the GWA arena. "Go to Sleep" by eminem hits the speakers. The same visions of war and violence flash on the screen but now images of spring stampede and Mason holding the world title flash in between the war and violence in sync with the bass.
Mason rises from the floor with the GWA world heavyweight title on his shoulder. As soon as he is finished rising two flame pillars shoot off on either side of him. He marches to the ring, climbs up the turnbuckle and raises the title high to a chorus of boos.
He gets into the ring and stands in the center. He grabs the title with both hands and hoists it over his head while staring straight into the camera. As the boos go flying he finally lets out that same devilish grin. He grabs a mic and starts to speak.
"Every. Single. Week. I've been coming out here in front of ungrateful, unintelligent, dirty audiences. And I've been telling you people two things among many others. I AM the best this company has to offer and I am combat personified as the god of war. And you all thought I was just talking. You all thought I was full of it.". He grabs the world title and holds it over his head.
"Well now... I have solid, unarguable, GOLDEN proof of the former." the crowd lets out their anger.
"Some would say my victory at Spring stampede was pure luck. Nothing more than a fluke victory. Those people would either be drunk, mentally retarded, or in the case of our FORMER transitional champion, JD Screw, both..." Mason adjusts the belt on his shoulder before continuing.
"JD Screw, I know why you're so angry. You're not angry because I got the bag with the world title in it. You're not angry that you lost that match. You're not even angry that you have to be the GWA janitor. To be frank, 'janitor' is probably the most prestigious job anyone in your backwater family has ever held. No, do you know why you're so angry about spring stampede? Because I was RIGHT!!!" Crowd boos as he continues.
"I told you that you were nothing more than a transitional champion. I told you that I was going to win that belt. I TOLD YOU that you were simply keeping that belt warm for me. But you thought I was lying. That I was simply bragging. Well you thought like Caesar, JD. ALL OF YOU thought like Caesar*. You were all wrong!!!" Mason shouted the last line and took a moment to regain his composure.
"As far as me being the god of war that is precisely why I'm having this match with you screw. You see anyone else would just be happy to have held this belt. But not the god of war. No, I have proven to you that I am best but you still don't believe that I am the god of war. Well, its time to prove you all wrong again. Let it be known that on this day. I have declared war on the entire GWA!"
The crowd is confused by this last statement.
"Allow me to clarify. I'm not attempting to invade and take over the GWA. No, that is not the case. The GWA is the best wrestling promotion out there regardless of what a talking horse's anus says on a website..." Mason pauses turns to the camera and shrugs.
Somewhere at home, Sabrina complained about a fourth wall being broken...
"I'm out to defeat every single top star in this company. Therefore proving that I AM combat personified. The first shot of this war was fired at spring stampede. And JD Screw... I doubt you're ready to answer the call of battle. Get ready. Because Sunday. I'm going to give you a reason to keep that job as a janitor... miscreant."
Mason drops the mic as his music starts up again. As he walks up the ramp he sees a woman extend a bouquet of flowers. Its the same one from last time. He stares at her incredulously. He grabs the flowers and smashes them to pieces before shouting at her. The woman is once again in shock as Mason heads backstage.
However, she was not be dismayed...
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