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Post by Vinny Falcone on Apr 18, 2011 16:39:45 GMT -5
You two RP here.
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Post by Stardust on Apr 22, 2011 23:50:21 GMT -5
"A real quick update. I went underground. Off the gird again. This whole mess with Lee, and my whole personal life. Which by the way I thought was back on track? Well I find out. It's not. Long story short. Chase has been claiming on getting texts from some guy, letting her know Betty was not the gal I had a quick in and out with. I guess this is the new thing for me now. Claiming I did some chick from the past. But in fair, this Betty Lee thing?"
"As I said, it was a one time thing. A moment when I let myself have some fun, next day she was gone and it was easy to forget. Till now. Now I am suffering and well all reports say Russell is in my head. Got me all six shades of distracted. Not a good thing when I have Alex Manson coming up. If I lose to him how much further can I fall? Well blog y'all later."Stardust's Personal Blog
[With Stardust pretty much hidden away from any cameras. Being under the radar. In the hopes of trying to get through this whole personal crap storm. He has turned down, calls, emails, texts, tweets, radio call outs and even well. Let's just say nobody not even his two closest friends Dr. X and Pedro know where he is.]
Dr. X: Man this whole thing just blows. I miss the days when Stardust would just be here. We do our thing, he speaks and well he puts up with us.
Pedro: Yea I know what you mean. Chase is still in Wisconsin. So that leaves you, me and.
[Just than El Loco Hombre Jr. walks in holding his newly won Midget Title.]
Dr. X: Our little champ.
Pedro: So you think Stardust will show up?
Dr. X: Hard to say? I mean his personal life is a mess. His mind is not the game anymore. Russell has him all distracted.
Pedro: Yea well you know what could get him undistracted?
Dr. X: What?
Pedro: A pair of breasts.
Dr. X: Sex change joke?
Pedro: Sex change joke.
Dr. X: Seriously though? I think Stardust should just decide to retire and hang it up. He has nothing to prove.
Pedro: Dude, we should do well not to speak of this.
Dr. X: Fine.
[And so they don't. As they just watch El Loco Hombre Jr. With his title acting all kinds of champion-like as the scene slowly fades to black.]
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Post by Alex Mason on Apr 23, 2011 22:41:11 GMT -5
**Scene opens in the GWA arena. Shortly after Worldwide 11**
Mason sat backstage alone. He was sitting in a folding chair and facing another folding chair that held the GWA World Heavyweight Championship. He was... staring at it. Just staring, studying it. And he had been at this for at least 30 minutes.
It was fascinating to him. Every jewel told a story. Every letter shouted his praises. In every curve he saw a different match. He saw the broken gang members. The beaten wrestlers. The retired Maria Rodriguez. The television title run. The continental title run. The spring stampede match and the many many dead dreams he had left in his wake...
It was at this moment, after beating JD Screw and looking at this title that it all became real for him. His arrogance took a back seat to awe. He was the GWA world heavyweight champion and it was his time. At this point of borderline enlightenment a knock came at his locker room door, snapping him back to reality. He hoped out of his seat knocking down the chair in the process. Someone else might have labeled this reaction fear. Mason would have strangled that same person... He walked to the door "Who is it...?" he asked. After a short pause a voice said "...a fan...".
Mason stepped back and reached into his closet. He pulled out a baseball bat. He got ready to swing and headed toward the door. This sounded like a set up. By who? F*ck knows. He was ready to beat whoever it was head in.
After a quick and silent breath he swung the door open. He swung the bat and stopped in mid swing. "You again?" he said. It was the girl who kept handing him those flowers. Her big eyes had a deer in the headlights look.
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It had taken all of Angela's courage and borderline insanity to get to this point. After Mason saved her in that alleyway about a month back she couldn't stop thinking about him. How he destroyed her attackers without a second thought. His body, rock solid yet swift. And his eyes. Those glowing eyes burned an image in her head. This was more than infatuation. She had to find him. Some way some how. When she came home she told her best friend about her ordeal. And about the mysterious man who saved her. "That sounds like Alex Mason." he friend said.
Angela:YOU KNOW HIM!!?!? Friend: Chill the f*ck out. And yeah hes a wrestler. Angela: Hes a god... Friend: Yeah he says that. Isn't that like blasphemy? Angela: No I mean hes absolutely beautiful. Friend: Huh? Oh Yeah hes cute. But you need to see Stardust. My god.. Angela: I DON'T CARE ABOUT STARDUST!!! Friend: WHY ARE YOU YELLING? Angela:CHILL THE F*CK OUT!!! Friend: Why are you telling me that? Angela: Just tell me what company he works for... Friend: The GWA... why?*dial tone* Angie? Angie, if you see Stardust give him my number..
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One month and two bouquets of flowers later her she was staring face to face with him. After a moment of just staring. Mason snatched her out of the hallway, put her against the wall, and slammed the door behind them.
"Why... do you keep.... FOLLOWING ME!!!!" Said Mason. She was frozen in fear. "Tell me why... NOW HARLOT!!!" she jumped at the last shout. She hadn't thought this far and simply shouted back what was on her mind...
"I LOVE YOU!!!!"
... This was not going as she planned. Even Mason was taken aback by this. "I mean... I. That came out wrong... Oh sh*t. Chill the f*ck out, Angie..." There was another knock at the door that stopped her stammering. Mason looked her up and down before answering it with the same aggression he did Angela.
"WHOA CHILL THE F*CK OUT!!!" Pappy woods yelled. "Theres alot of that in this roleplay..." Angela said. "Shut up and stop breaking the fourth wall." Mason said. He turned back to Pappy "What do you want?"
"Just an interview. That Ok?" Pappy said. Mason sniffed and nodded as he stepped out of the room.
"Alex Mason you already had two matches this week. Any reason you added this one?" Pappy asked.
"Is it not obvious? Last week I told you all that I had declared war on the GWA. I'm on a mission to dominate this company by taking out each and every top star. I've toppled TKO and you saw what I did to JD Screw. Now stardust's number has come up. Yes, hes been on a losing streak. Yes I know hes "off the grid". But none of that matters in the long run, Stardust.
You see stardust I've been watching you. You may have fallen off the face of the earth to everyone else but the god of war will always be able to find you. You may not be trying to reduce yourself to nothing in your eyes but the sad truth is your not. You're a multi time champion. You're a veteran of this ring. You have fought who there is to fight in this company. You're a borderline legend. But you've yet to cross paths with the God of war in singles competition. I used to look up at people like you, People like Nocturnal, people like Chris Palmer and I used to wonder... 'whens it gonna be my turn. My time...'
Well now the wait is over... Its time Stardust. Its time for one of the workhorses of this company to meet the face of this company. Its time for you to put your guard up and defend yourself. Its time for you put aside your blog, put aside your grid, put aside your mopping, put aside your midget miscreant friends and go to war with the embodiment of it. ITS TIME STARDUST... Its time..."
After this Mason walked back into his locker room and slammed the door in Pappy's face. He turned and saw Angela who was spellbound by Mason's promo.
"I want to serve you." she started. "I want to provide your every need... Your every want..." she stood up and faced Mason. She took off her glasses and said "Your every... desire." trying her damndest to be sexy. She rubbed her hands against the stubble on his cheek "I just want to please you... my lord." the words sounded strange to her. But she liked it. And he liked it. And she knew it...
Mason stared her in the eye, refusing to let his face betray his thoughts. After a long pause he finally said.
"Whats your name?" "Whatever you want, my lord" "Answer the question" "Angela..."
Mason picked up his belt and turned away from her for a moment. "Angela, my way is one of violence and destruction. Are you ready to follow me even as I bring hell itself to my enemies?" he said. She got down on her knees. "Ill do anything you need..." she replied.
"First off, anything I need I'll get myself. And secondly, your name is 'Luxure' from now on." he replied. She nodded. "Now get up. We have work to do. I must prepare myself for this Sunday..."
She got up and followed him out of the room and out of her old life...
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