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Post by Vinny Falcone on Apr 6, 2011 15:43:15 GMT -5
You two RP here.
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Post by "Classy" Mike C on Apr 11, 2011 8:57:46 GMT -5
We open with a camera panning around a gymnasium. It's empty, however we can hear the sound of a punch bag getting a relentless beating. The camera slowly pans and from behind with can see a white man with brown hair and a "Classy Gym" t-shirt pummeling the bag. Clearly frustrated, the man launches a few more blows before stepping back and turning to the camera. The man is not Classy Mike C.
Man: How was that?
Mike C (off camera): Not bad, but let me show you how I feel right now.
Suddenly Mike C charges into shot wielding a cricket bat and begins beating the crap out of the punch bag. The bag bursts and falls to the floor where Mike C continues to beat it.
Mike C: Die Korchenko! Die Russell Lee! Die Vinny Falcone! Die Father O'Fahey!
Mike C drops the bat and kicks the punchbag across the floor before turning to the man.
Mike C: So you see, that's the kind of intensity you need...
Man: Erm...ok...Mike who is Father O'Fahey?
Mike C: My childhood Priest, the man did a lot of terrible things.
Man: Did he...did he touch you?
Mike C: Not nearly enough.
Man: Eh?
Mike C: The man was slack, supposed to give me spiritual guidance but instead he was too busy giving private tuition to the other Alter Boys! They always came out with tears streaming down their faces, must have been some intense prayer going on! And still, he never asked Little Mike C into a private room to teach me about the good book, hence why I'm now a hellbound atheist.
Man: Mike, you do realise he probably wasn't teaching those boys...well, not about the Bible anyway.
Mike C (sarcastically): No! You're kidding...I'm being facetious you moron, but at the moment likening all those charlatans that screwed me out of the International Championship to a child molester seems apt. Now get out of here, time for business.
The man timidly walks away and Mike C takes a seat on a nearby bench. After taking a swig of his neon isotonic drinks he looks into the camera with a dejected expression.
Mike C: First. A word that can be used to describe a number of things. The current position of the fantastic Manchester United in the Premier League table. The place in which history will remember Neil Armstrong when talking about people setting foot in a TV studio in the Nevada desert. The word JD Screw shouts when reaching climax with whichever GWA tartlet he's currently enjoying relations with. But most importantly, the word "first" should be used to answer this question - "in order to win a ladder match, which person grabbing the prize hanging from the roof should be awarded the victory?" And of course the answer is god damn first! So why is it I sit here, in this Classy Mike C branded gymnasium...you can find one in all major towns...without my GWA International Championship and without the possibility to win a title for the next two months. Even more galling, why do I now have a loss in the column next to my name?
Mike C takes another swig of isotonic drink. He holds it in his mouth for a second before spitting it out.
Mike C: My God we have to stop stocking this crap, it tastes like blueberries crossed with dead bulldog, and I'd know after last Christmas. Anyway, I've said it before and I'll say it again...Spring Stampede was probably the most ridiculous concept for a pay-per-view in the history of Professional Wrestling. Nakita Korchenko has my International Championship belt and all through the luck of the draw. I mean what was the point of kicking everyone else's arse if at the end of it you get deprived of a title shot for two months? Why not just draw lots? Well were it not for the fact I got top cut Nakita Korchenko to ribbons I'd be walking out of GWA right now. But I've decided to stay. Why? Well beating the holy hell out of everyone feels good, and now I have a reason to do it. And where to start?
Mike C picks up the cricket bat and wanders around the gym.
Mike C: Do I begin with Nakita Korchenko, the man who stole my belt, the man who attacked me from behind and who is clearly an undeserving coward? Or do I go for the GWA Management? Russell Lee, Levi Hershey, Vinny Falcone, the men who treated me with such disdain, placing me in a ridiculous match and depriving the GWA fans of their favourite superstar becoming their World Champion for the next two months? May I go straight to the top and go for Alex Mason? The "God of War", the new World Champion and a man who clearly thinks that he merits his moniker just because he likes trawling the alleyways of major cities, picking fights with street scum? I mean who is he, Batman or something? Or maybe I go for my old buddy, JD Screw. I have to say, I never would have guessed the "J" in "JD" stood for "janitor" but it makes sense; he has a drinking problem, looks like he crawled out of a cave and smells even worse. But wailing on menial workers seems a bit harsh, so I guess I'll look to another of my old friends...AJ Johnson.
Mike C smashes the bat down hard across a weight bench.
Mike C: Ahh AJ Johnson, the man I won my International Championship from and now the man who I'm going to take my frustrations out on. Now AJ's pocket is around $5,000 lighter after Spring Stampede, but I doubt he cares that much. Y'see GWA, AJ Johnson has reformed "The Upper Echelon", or "t.U.E", or "a rip-off of various factions from the 1990s", call them what you want. Now forgive me if I'm wrong AJ, but haven't you been knocking boots with Jacoby and The Brian, aka the two most ridiculously named wrestlers this side of Big Bobo McNasty, anyway? I mean we knew you were all in an alliance, so what does it matter what the blue hell you call yourself? You know what, from now on I might call myself "The GWA World Heavyweight Champion Classy Mike C" but it doesn't matter, I'm not currently the Champion just like you're still a bunch of whining little girls who braid each other's hair, have pillow fights and discuss whether Tsunami or Grilled Cheese are more dreamy.
Mike C: AJ, you and your little friends can consider yourself "The Upper Echelon" of GWA, that's fine. But what you can't do is prevent me from teaching you and the rest of GWA a lesson about what happens when you cross Classy Mike C. I have a pledge for my legions of fans, all of whom know that I am Classy Mike C and I am the true GWA International Champion. I pledge to you all that I will spend the next two months beating the likes of AJ Johnson and t.U.e, the likes of Korchenko and whoever else deigns it necessary to get in my way, from pillar to post. I will get involved in everyone else's business because from now on it is my business. My business to show that I am the No.1 superstar in GWA today and then, when two months is up, I will be first in line for the GWA World Heavyweight Championship. And GWA, all of you should watch your back, because I’m intent on making you like it or lump it…
Mike C walks away. He pauses next to the destroyed punchbag.
Mike C: Hmm, should get that cleaned up…(turns to the camera) Anyone have JD Screw’s number?
The camera fades to black.
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Post by AJ Johnson on Apr 12, 2011 21:54:18 GMT -5
*Scene opens to the inside of a nice Two-Story White House in Beverly Hills,Califonia.As the camera pans in we can see all different types of cars parked in the front of the house as it seems to be some sort of party that is taking place.We then cut to inside as we can see a crowd of people huddled around Jacoby Douglas and some other man boxing each other.We can then see The Brian Magnum sitting on the other side of the house on the Leather Couch with a very nice looking Blonde Woman sitting in his lap.He is holding a Budweiser Beer Can in his hand as he is talking to the woman.We then pan around the House on more time to see AJ Johnson sitting in the living room with World Famous Rapper Wiz Khalifa.*
AJ:Man Wiz,Thanks for inviting t.U.e to your debut album party.This shit is crazy!
Wiz:Oh that's no problem Bruh....Hey man,what's up with ya boy J?
*AJ begins to laugh*
AJ:*Laughing* HaHa,you mean Jacoby?
Wiz:Yeah man....He needs to calm down with that shit....If he gets any more shit-faced he's gunna scare all the females away.
AJ:Man I'll go check on him for ya....
*AJ then gets up and walks over to the crowd of people,burts through them and walks over to Jacoby,who is sitting in his corner of the boxing match.*
Jacoby:*Breathing Heavily* What's up Bro?
*AJ then catches a smell of Jacobys Breath before saying something to him.*
AJ:Dude,how much have you had to drink? Your breath smells like Mike C.
Jacoby:HaHa..Good one..Hell man I've only had a couple bottles.
AJ:Of what?
Jacoby:Tequila.
AJ:Well Bro you need to calm it down because Wiz said that your gunna scare all of the Females away if you drink anymore.
Jacoby:Alright man I'll calm it down right after this fight..One of the guys told me if I win then I becoma a member of the Taylor Gang!
*The bell rings as Jacoby gets up loses his balance and gets knocked in the face and falls on the ground.As the ref reaches the 10 count it is apparent that Jacoby is passed out as AJ shakes his head and walks back over and sits in the Living Room with Wiz.*
Wiz:You take care of that Bruh?
AJ:Yeah man..He's over there passed out.
Wiz:Preciate that Bruh,I didn't want all these fine hunnys leavin cause of that drunk-ass.
AJ:Well I guess it's true what they say,nobody parties like the t.U.e.
Wiz:Guess you right....Hey bro that shit was awesome at that show last week when yall came back!
AJ:You saw that?
Wiz:Hell yeah Bro!I rent that shit everytime it's on Pay-Per-View! When yall attacked that TKO dude and stood in the middle of the ring....That shit was crazy! What yall gunna be doin this week?
*AJ then starts to laugh at what Wiz has just said.*
AJ:*Laughing* HaHa....Bro,you just gunna have to watch and find out,but I can tell you that the t.U.e will not dissapoint.
*As AJ says that,over walks The Brian Magnum and the Blonde-Headed Woman that he was with earlier in the night.He walks up with his arm around her as he begins to speak.*
TBM:Hey Wiz man,you got a room we can use?
*Wiz looks at The Brian Magnum with a stern look on his face before answering.*
Wiz:Yeah Bruh,up stairs.
TBM:Thanks man...Oh yeah,*Talking to the woman*,baby you know what my motto is right?
Woman:Ummmmmmmm,what?
TBM:Be like Brian,and go MAGNUM!
*The Woman begins laughin before they both take off and head upstairs leaving AJ and Wiz to talk to one another once again.*
Wiz:So Bruh,who you gotta go against this week?
AJ:Man,I got that little prick Mike C.
Wiz:Oh yeah,I think I heard bout that dude..He was trash talkin yall a couple of days ago.
AJ:Yeah,I saw it.He doesn't know what he is getting himself into when it comes to messin with us.It's like putting gasoline to a lit match.He's gunna find out what exactly I mean Sunday.
Wiz:Well I'll be watchin Bro....
AJ:Yeah man for sure check it out cause it's gunna be a special night for the entire GWA!
*Scene then begins to fade as they continue to talk in the Living Room of the Party.*
END.
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Post by "Classy" Mike C on Apr 14, 2011 10:38:22 GMT -5
We open in a lounge. There are balloons with "congratulations" scrawled across them in black marker pen and streamers hanging from the roof. The camera pans around to show a piñata, shaped like GWA superstar AJ Johnson, smashed across the floor. Bedded in the centre of the piñata is a cricket bat. The camera continues to pan and stops focusing on Classy Mike C, who is sat on a sofa strewn with empty beer cans, popcorn and glitter. Mike C smiles and pops a piece of candy in his mouth.
Mike C: Parrrrrrrrty!
Mike C blows a horn and dances a bit while remaining seated. He then grabs a party popper and fires streamers across the room.
Mike C: Woo! I love being at the party of a rapper! And here he is, MC Hammer!
Mike C reaches behind the sofa and picks up a cardboard cut-out of MC Hammer. Mike C positions it next to him.
Mike C: MC! Great to see you!
Hammer (ventriloquism from Mike C): Yo Dawg! Good to be here! That AJ Johnson is a bitch!
Mike C: Thanks Hammer, he is! But you know something else?
Hammer: What Dawg?
Mike C: You're made of cardboard and I hired you for this promo, so bye bye!
Mike C tosses the cut-out behind him and looks into the camera.
Mike C: Sorry about that, but it seems you need to be a little bitch and build pretenses of being in with the "hip hop scene" in order to be cool around here...by the way AJ, Wiz Khalifa is on his third album, and thus you labelling his latest album as a "debut probably makes him think you're a proper douchebag!
Mike C clears some of the "party debris" from the sofa and smirks.
Mike C: But it is nice to hear back from you AJ, along with your alcoholic brother and your sex addict friend who pretentiously places "The" before his name. Now I'm no fool, but I don't know many "Brian Magnums", and I certainly don't care about the one I do know. So surely the insertion of "The" before his name is unnecessary. I mean, it's not as if he's "THE Johnny Depp", or "THE Kobe Bryant", or "THE Classy Mike C", individuals who deserve to have themselves recognised as the genuine article...
Mike C: But I digress. AJ, I want to remind you of something...I AM CLASSY MIKE C...In fact, I AM THE CLASSY MIKE C...and last time we met you were defeated. Remember that AJ? Remember when I pinned you 1...2...3 and took your International Championship?...and then your little bitch of a friend Brian Magnum attack me after the match?
Mike C: Well AJ, I can now feel your pain. I can appreciate how awful it was to lose the gold. Sure, you deserved to lose the International Championship whereas I was screwed out of it despite being the first man to grab a title, but still. I relate my friend! Difference is AJ, after you lost to me you got a World title match and decided to blow it by spending times partying with rappers who are missing only a "c" in front of their job description. Me? I deserve a World title match but I ain't getting one for two months. And instead of trying to ride some rappers' name to the top I'm just going to keep my face in the picture by destroying everyone and everything in my path. Hell, I'll stray off my path just to hurt people, it doesn't matter to me!
Mike C walks over to the AJ Johnson piñata and picks up his cricket bat. Mike C studies the bat and smiles.
Mike C: AJ, I doubt you know much about the sport of cricket. If you were one of the two billion fans worldwide however you'd know that it's a disciplined game for gentlemen. A game where men gather around, treat each other with respect, then smash the holy hell out of a rock solid ball. Kind of like our match at Worldwide, minus the respect...and minus you having balls. And the games, AJ, it's wasn't a game...so it wasn't really like cricket at all...
Mike C: But AJ I'm eager, ever so eager to take my anger, frustration and loss out on you. I don't care if you bring t.U.e. with you or not, because I want to hurt people. At Worldwide, I begin showing GWA exactly why I should have gold round my waist and exactly why I am the man. And you will like it, or lump it...
Mike C walks off, clapping the cricket bat against his left hand. Fade to black.
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Post by AJ Johnson on Apr 16, 2011 14:42:27 GMT -5
*Scene opens to the GWA Arena at a recent GWA House Show.The crowd is packed full of eager GWA fans waiting to see their favorite GWA Wrestlers.They have just finished watching the Main Event of the evening featuring The Brian Magnum beating Bulldog Billy.They are still seated because they were told at the beginning of the show that there was a special speaker at the end of the event.*
*We then cut to the GWA Ring as Pappy Woods is standing with microphone in hand.He is wearing a solid Purple Suit as he begins talking to the fans in attendance.*
PW:Ladies and Gentleman I hope you all enjoyed tonights event.
*The crowd begins cheering*
PW:Well we are not done..I am about to get an exclusive interview from AJ Johnson!
*After his name is called,the fans chant his name.*
Crowd:AJ!AJ!AJ!AJ!AJ!
PW:Yes Ladies and Gentleman,he is here tonight!
*As Pappy says that,"I Came to Play" by Downstait begins playing over the PA System as the t.U.e sign pops up on the giant tron screen.Then,through the curtain,walks AJ Johnson.He is wearing a Solid Black Pin-Striped suit with Black Shades over his eyes as he is also carrying some sort of white bag with him as he is smiling at the crowd.He waits for a moment,then begins walking down and finally gets into the GWA Ring as he walks over and begins talking to Pappy Woods.*
PW:AJ,welcome to the Arena.We didn't think that you were going to be here tonight.
AJ:It's good to be here man.I wasn't sure if I was coming tonight or not then I decided that I had a few words for Mike C so now here I am.
PW:By the way AJ,where's the rest of t.U.e tonight?
AJ:Well Brian just won the main event..Which by the way,that matchup for a main event sucks.Give t.U.e some real competition.And Jacoby is back at the Hotel resting for his match tommorrow.
PW:Well AJ,after all the trash talking that has been going on,what are your thoughts on your match against Mike C tomorrow night at Worldwide?
*AJ then begins laughing*
AJ:*Laughing*HaHa! Well Pappy I have heard the trash talking that Mike C has been doing and I have to say that I am not impressed.
PW:What do you mean AJ?
AJ:Well,he wants to talk about my buddy Wiz? Hey bro reality check,Wiz just released his first album on a major Label so get that right!
PW:Anything else,or was that it?
AJ:No.I got more Pappy!
*AJ grabs the mic out of Pappys hands and walks around the ring as he slides the shades to the top of his head as he continues talking.*
AJ:Hey Mike!..Listen up man!..You wanna run your mouth about t.U.e? You should be smarter than that bro..You have no idea what we are capable of and what we can do! You along with everyone else should have seen what we did to TKO at Spring Stampede..Don't cross us because you will be dealt with.
*AJ continues pacing around the ring.*
AJ:And you wanna run your mouth about all of us with that dumbass cricket bat or paddle or whatever the hell it is!? HaHa,man you have no clue how stupid you look.What we are going to do at Worldwide tomorrow will make everyone know who t.U.e is and shut little pricks like you up! We don't like when people run their mouths about us and you will be dealt with tomorrow.I hope your ready Mike,because you have no clue what you have just done to yourself.You will find out tomorrow night at Worldwide!
*AJ then begins to smile as he walks to the center of the GWA Ring and picks up the white bag that he brought earlier.*
AJ:Oh yeah Mike,I have a little present for you and all the fans here tonight.
*The crowd begins cheering as AJ pulls out of the bag white T-Shirts that say "Mike C sucks". AJ then throws all of them to the crowd except one.He then continues to talk.*
AJ:Mike here you go..I'm gunna leave it here for ya..Why don't you wear it tomorrow at the show? HaHa!
*"I Came To Play" by Downstait begins playing over the PA System as AJ lays the shirt in the middle of the ring with Pappy.He then exits the ring and heads to the backstage are of the GWA Arena as the show is over.*
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