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Post by Super Girl on Nov 14, 2007 13:09:09 GMT -5
Poor Steve O Lolz
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Post by Ben Zenith on Nov 14, 2007 13:28:20 GMT -5
(ooc) You know natural, you may have something here with Al and Seth as announcers together. It seems like a natural combination (no pun intended). I am making an in-character staff thread for NBA and FTW in their respective boards, It will be a little different then the old one in the roster page. Check it out when you can Naitch since you are the FTW founder. I'll leave the NEW staff to Jimmy.
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Davey
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Post by Davey on Nov 14, 2007 14:46:49 GMT -5
The early morning summer sunshine seeps into the bedroom of Dave’s Edinburgh mansion through a gap in the curtains. The thin beam of light illuminates Dave in a warm glow, almost making The Chosen One look angelic as he lays sound asleep. All is quiet and still in the world of the living legend. Suddenly the wailing of Dave’s bedside alarm clock cuts through the tranquility like a hot knife through butter. Dave wearily rolls over and hits the button to silence the shrill screeching of his unwanted wake up call. He stays still again for a few moments, trying to get his bearings, before sliding across the cool, black silk sheets of his king-size bed and out to the floor.
Dave throws on his long golden silk robe and makes his way across the gigantic master bedroom towards the interconnecting bathroom. He throws open the golden handled double doors to reveal what can only be described as luxury. The marble and gold covered bathroom is huge, maybe seven or eight times bigger than the average person’s living room. Mirrors are a huge theme in this room, with the walls and ceiling completely mirrored, so Dave can see himself from every angle. The may have seemed narcissistic to some, but Dave believed that when you looked as good as he did, why shouldn’t you enjoy the view?
After a quick shower Dave emerges from the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel round his waist. He is still dripping wet, and his long blonde hair is plastered to the side of his face, before he reaches for another towel and starts to dry off his hair. With his golden locks taken care of Dave throws open his wardrobe doors, but this is The Chosen One’s world, and instead of having a normal wardrobe, he has a huge walk in thing, that is almost bigger than the bedroom itself. It soon becomes apparent why he needs a wardrobe so big, the walls are lined with the most expensive suits, shoes, shirts and the like that money can buy. He has such a collection, he could probably clothe a small town, and still have enough clothes to ware one outfit a day for the rest of his life. Dave slowly wanders between the shelves, clothes rails and mountains of shoes, trying to pick out the perfect outfit for today’s events. You see today was no ordinary day, today was the day he was going to do his first interview since becoming a NBA superstar, and he wanted to impress.
Dave finally decides on a classic black Armani suit and his favorite purple silk Donna Karen shirt. The look is completed with a pair of black Gucci shoes and a pair of dark glasses, that he uses to hold his hair back out his face. With his outfit decided its time for the last step, the accessories. Dave pulls open a drawer to revel hundreds of watches, rings and chains. Dave decides to limit his bling for this occasion and opts for a diamond encrusted Rolex and just one white gold, diamond ring. Dave takes a good long hard look at himself in the full length mirror and nods approvingly. With that he sweeps out his wardrobe, out of his bedroom and down the spiral stair case towards the lobby of the house, where he is met by his wife Laura and his little girl Gemma. He stops to give his girls a quick kiss on the cheek each, before he is bustled out of the house by his entourage of Security personnel.
Outside Dave pauses on the front steps, with his 5 bodyguards looking sharp behind, resembling a scene from a mafia movie, or a presidential tour. After a moment Dave’s private white stretch limo stops in front of the house. The driver hurries out and opens the door for Dave and his crew to slide onto the cream leather seats in the back. The stretch slowly moves off with its precious cargo, to make the short trip to Edinburgh castle, where the interview would take place.
After about 20 minutes of winding through Edinburgh rush hour traffic Dave’s limo rolls up the royal mile, towards the gate to the castle grounds, where quiet a crowed has gathered. The limo pulls to a stop at the castle gates and again the driver opens the back door, the body guards all get out one by one and form a line by the car. Dave slides out behind them and the gathering crowed goes wild. And how does he repay his loyal supporters, by signing a few autographs. He is soon surrounded by his security crew and makes his way into the castle grounds. Once inside it soon become apparent that the whole castle has been closed off for the interview, Dave can’t help but being impressed, I mean, how many people can command a whole historic monument closed just for them?
Dave is shown over to a makeshift set right on the castle battlements, so the interview can be done with Dave’s hometown sprawling out behind him. The interviewer jumps up as Dave makes his way over to him and holds out his hand towards Dave.
Interviewer: Dave, it’s great to meet you at long last.
Dave smiles and reaches out to shake the NBA announcers hand. Dave takes a seat on the set, turning his head to look out over the whole of Edinburgh’s new town.
Interviewer: I appreciate you taking the time to come meet with me, I know you must be very busy. The question on everyone’s lips at the moment is how are you feeling about your NBA debut this weekend?
McIntyre: You know what, I actually real excited, and I haven’t felt that way in a long, long time in this business. For about the last year I have either just been working behind the scenes in PWO or on a very limited schedule, only stepping in the ring as a special attraction, and I really did think that was all I had left to offer, I wasn’t sure that I could have kept up a full time schedule like I used to back in my younger days.
Interviewer: So what changed your mind?
McIntyre: ECWF, and more specifically a very good friend of mine that you guys know as Jimmy Ice. Jimmy had been working for me since day one of PWO under the name Calvin St James and him and myself had become good friends. It was Jimmy that convinced me that I still had more to offer this business in the ring and he made me a very tempting offer to join his ECWF.
Interviewer: And it was here you rediscovered your passion?
McIntyre: Yeah that’s right. They say performing is like a drug, and after stepping back into the ring once, man I was hooked on it again. Its hard to explain to someone who has never been in the ring, but when you hear the fans screaming your name, that’s the biggest high you can ever have.
Interviewer: And am I right in thinking it was Jimmy that introduced you t NBA as well?
McIntyre: It was indeed, as soon as I found out I could handle a full time schedule again I was ready to branch out. I wanted to compete every night. I wanted to grace federation after federation, and educate them all in the legend that is known as The Chosen one.
Jimmy has a lot of friends in NBA and he said that I should check it out. I did, and the rest as they say is history.
Dave motions for one of his bodyguards to come over, and he whispers something in his ear. Soon the bodyguard is back with a bottle of Diet cola for his boss.
Interviewer: Speaking of history, you have made some in your time. You were the first ever 2 time EPW Deathmatch champion, the longest reigning NAW champion and not to mention the only ever man to win the EPW grand slam. You have held 16 titles in 6 different federations, how do you think you will compare to the guys you face this week, Anthony Tarantino and Alex Seeker?
Dave pauses for a few moments to look out over his home town sprawling out beneath him. He looks down on the high street way, way below, and sees the cars and the busses crawling along looking no bigger than matchbox toys. In his silence there is smoothing clearly troubling The Chosen one.
McIntyre: You know what, I don’t know if you can compare us. I mean come on how can you compare a lowly legend like me to the greatness of Tarantino? Have you not seen his promo’s? He’s the best right? No body can come close to him. This man has it all, the body, the looks the women…….
Dave’s voice trails off as he begins to smile wickedly and shakes his head.
McIntyre: That’s quite a pedestal that Mr. Tarantino has put himself up on, and fair play to him, you have to have confidence in your abilities, but to me, he is playing a very dangerous game.
Now you want to underestimate a man like me, that’s fine, I can handle that, it works to my advantage after all, but how stupid can you be? You know Tony old pal, when you rundown your opponents the way you have, you leave yourself in a lose, lose situation.
Now I know your young brain might not be able to comprehend this so let me explain it real slow for you. If you win what have you accomplished? You have beaten two men that you have been calling useless anyway, so what was the point? How can you further your career by beating useless people?
The other side of the coin, and this is the one that could really bite you in the ass kid is if one of us beat you. You have been spending the whole week telling the world how we are worth nothing, well what happens is this nothing knocks you off that pedestal? What happens if this nothing gives you the beating of a lifetime and walks away with the title?
Its not really rocket science is it? Hell I think my 8 year old daughter can understand it. It is one of the most basic things in our business, if you make your opponent look like a king, and then you beat him it launches you up the ladder. You really might want to think about that.
Interviewer: A very good point, very well made. Do you have any final comments before we have to call it a day?
McIntyre: Just make sure that you all tune in on Saturday night to see history being made, as I show NBA just why they call me The Chosen One
Fade to black
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Post by Ben Zenith on Nov 14, 2007 17:30:19 GMT -5
Nice.
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Post by Jimmy Ice on Nov 14, 2007 19:59:30 GMT -5
Sweet as Davey. I knew ya loved me.
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Big Time
Junior Status
I Get Money, Money I GOT!
Posts: 88
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Post by Big Time on Nov 15, 2007 14:23:03 GMT -5
(The scene cuts to Bobby who is fully dressed in a gray suit, pink shirt, burgundy wine tie and black shoes. He is walking towards a limo as the chauffeur opens the door for him. The NBA tag team title is perched on his right shoulder. Before going in the limo he pauses, looks to his right and sees an NBA camera.)
Bobby: Iron man asked, Was all of that necessary? Iron Man, this isn't Checkers, Chess, Iceskating, or a Ballerina contest. This is wrestling you moron! If you enter the same ring that I do and you're standing opposite to me then you are my enemy! I don't care if your feelings got hurt chump! Go cry to Missy. Just in case you didn't know it's called psyching out your opponent dim wit. And it looks to me like even before we get started this saturday, you already don't want any part of me and Mark Mayhem. You see, you're damn right that the NBA World tag team titles mean something. Have you ever held it? No I didn't think so! I take pride in who I am and what I've accomplished you twit! I paid enough dues jackass, now it's time for you to pay Big time!
(Bobby gets into his Limo and pulls down the window.)
Bobby: Underestimating me like that your mistake lies Jimmy. Don't do it again fart for brains! Oh yes, and I'll call you all the names that I want. Don't like it? Do something about it. As for Ben, leave the name callings to the professionals. Bigtime loser? Bigtime crybaby? Where did you get that from, the little dummy's guide to wrestling promos? And what's with Jimmy Ice imitating Me and Mark? What, you don't have any material of your own so you decide to copy what's good? Tsk...I thought you dolts were legends? I thought Jimmy had balls of Iron, and that Ben at least a shriveled set of his own. Benji, you mangie mutt, you better sit like a good boy and stop pumping up your partner like that. Are you guys really dating women or each other? Ben, I hate your stupid ass and I always will. Don't worry about my intensity Ben, I damn sure have more than you do! And as for my "A" game, I still haven't seen you or Jimmy bring your "C" game, and you're going to need at least an A+++++ to even score a no contest against me and Mark.
(Bobby closes the window as the limo drives off. The camera pans to the left and we see Mark and Selena standing together in their street attire.)
Mark: Have you ever heard the saying that it's not the gold around the waist, but the person who wears it that defines the championship? No, you're not that educated are you? Well sunshine, we can let the belts speak for themselves and that would be more than enough for you clowns, but why, when me and Bobby do a much better job at it? Know this Jimmy, we don't deserve the top spot cause of wearing belts, it's because of the people we've beaten to get here. Excuse us, if you feel that someone paying their dues is a bad thing. You being a so called hero to the millions, you would think that you would be the first person to talk about working hard and paying dues. I feel sorry for the people who look up to you. You know when you start at the top, it's a long way down! Happy landings boy! Ben Zero, you've been doing the same for years now, and it's finally catching up to you. It's true that me and Bobby haven't always gotten along, but we're a team and I got his back and he's got mine. You and Jimmy are the biggest egos in this whole thing. Shit son, you're the biggest egos period. You two don't mesh. While both of you are trying to figure out who will hit their finishers and get the pin, me and Bigtime would have already won.
Selena: Missy, anytime anywhere.
(The scene fades out)
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Post by Ben Zenith on Nov 15, 2007 14:43:14 GMT -5
Apparently Alex Seeker doesn't care about having a Title match as his first match? too bad, we had plans for him.
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Davey
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Post by Davey on Nov 15, 2007 16:49:03 GMT -5
whens deadline for rp's?
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Post by Jimmy Ice on Nov 15, 2007 19:57:59 GMT -5
I dont think there is one Davey. I believe as of this post, you have just under 24 hours until the show goes up.
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Post by Jimmy Ice on Nov 16, 2007 1:32:48 GMT -5
**The scene opens on Iron Man driving up in a black rental SUV. He parks the car outside the Millennium Biltmore Hotel and hops out, spying Missy, Ben and Meggan across the way, chatting and waiting for him. He stands behind the car out of view watching for a moment as he leans into the camera next to him and begins to speak**
“I heard what you had to say Bobby . . . and I laughed. Bro, you need to loosen up. You obviously missed my point. If you thought that was psyching out your opponent then my friend . . . I can see why you’re second string in this company. You’ve got it in your head that this whole thing is black or white, with no grey. You’re so automated man, so one dimensional. Just because you see my name on the card doesn’t mean you automatically hate me. If you were smart, you wouldn’t leave yourself so open like that. Don’t get me wrong here, I for one, could care less. To me, you’re just a step on that great ladder. It doesn’t worry me what you think Bobby. I’ll sleep pretty damn soundly tonight whether you choose to be a fan or a foe. All I’m saying is in the end, you give away a lot more than you think when you work the way you two do. Its sad that I had to explain this to the tag champs of all people. But I suppose there’s a few in every company. Let me ask you something Bobby, did you really need to question whether I’ve ever held the NBA Tag Titles? Seeing as I’ve only been in the company for a week, I think that answer is pretty clear. Was that all part of the psyching out process or were you really wondering? Either way, you seem to have taken a few too many punches to the head big guy. This whole high and mighty bit doesn’t suit you Bobby. Its rather odd and off putting. Why? Because its weird to see 3rd rate wrestlers trying to act a part when they have no acting skills. And when I say acting skills, I mean that sad fact that you have mediocre talent in the ring, at best. Was the clear enough for you? Or do I need to break out the flash cards?”
**Iron Man watches Missy check her phone with a smile, noticing a brief moment of contact between Ben and Meggan, He smiles to himself continuing on.**
“Who said I underestimated you Bobby? From what I hear, I’ve got you pegged, right on the money . . . pun intended. Even your witty comeback of “fart for brains” pretty much tells me a 5th grader could whoop your ass in trash talking. You need to own up to the fact that you aren’t any good. Its funny how you rip Ben for his name calling Bobby when you’re far worse than he could ever be. If I were you, I wouldn’t be worried about who has the best comebacks, I’d be worried how the hell you’re gonna get through this match. You already know you can’t hang with us. And Mark . . . well he’s pretty much a 7 foot waste of time. You didn’t like my little impression of you guys? Sad. Usually, people have a good laugh. I guess you guys don’t have a sense of humor. I don’t know how you think an impression of you is stealing your material . . . but if you feel the need to take your ball and go home, It’d be right in line with how you do things Bobby. I wouldn’t expect much different from you Bro. By the way, we got yet another tidbit of logic from the man himself by telling me he hasn’t seen even my “C” game. Again Bobby, I’ve been here a week. So how you propose to know anything about me? Unless of course, you’ve been watching me in the ECWF. That would make you a fan wouldn’t it? Which is it buddy? Listen, Don’t talk to me about balls jackass. Anytime you want to test me, you, Bobby and your tag titles know where to find me. I’m right here Bro. As soon as this match happens, you’ll know why The Iron Man is considered by EVERYONE, to be a Legend. We’ll see if you’ve got what it takes to stand up to us tomorrow night. Until then, if I were you Bobby, I’d keep my mouth closed about things I didn’t know a damn thing about. Get the point?”
**Jimmy watches as Missy texts his phone. He looks down at the text and smiles, seeing three words in the middle of a group of hearts. He turns and walks out from behind the camera as Missy grins and waves. Ben and Meggan wave as well as he starts towards them.**
“Listen Mark, its not that I hate you man . . . its that I think you’re useless. People team up with tall guys like you because they think they’re some sort of powerhouse. I can tell, that just isn’t the truth. I know you’ll question that, but take it from a man who’s been on top of the business since he STARTED. You learn to read people. My rep speaks for itself. So if I am where I am for a reason, then I probably know what I’m talking about right? Right. Mark, I know the saying. I know it’s the man that makes the belt. Having said that, why do you think it is that people still think you suck, even though you two hold gold? Think about that genius. Its not wise to insult my intelligence when you keep stepping in it Mark. You’re better off letting Bobby do the talking and standing in the shadows. That’s about all you’re good for. I didn’t say paying your dues was a bad thing Mark, I said for guys like you, its how its done. And, you still have a ways to go. You still don’t get it do you? When all is said and done, you’re always going to be looking up at us, at me. That’s what you and Bobby don’t want to accept. I’ve busted my ass my entire career man. Everything I have, I earned. Spare me the silver spoon bullshit. You don’t like how things are, I said it before, quit. When you’re as good as I am, starting at the top pretty much means you stay on top. Happy landings nothing . . . wake up to yourself Bro. Understand the truth here. You and Bobby will never be in my position. You keep polishing your tag titles and talking shit. That’s fine if that’s your thing. But what are you going to do when I decide to take them huh? Ever thought of that? Or are you two too busy trying to come up with your next fart for brains comeback? Ben and I are a team man. Anything you say to try and undermine that will make things worse for you when you lose. Ben and I have been good friends for years now. So how do you think you and Bobby are going to stack up to that? I knew Ben long before you came into the picture Sport. So this team nonsense about you and Bobby goes nowhere.”
**Jimmy walks up and Missy jumps into his arms with a huge hug and kiss. He turns and greets Meggan with a kiss on the cheek and finally Ben, banging their fists together and sharing an embrace. Jimmy turns and lifts his oakleys up as he smiles into the camera.**
“This is your reality check boys. When you step into the ring with us, the last thing on your mind is going to be cheap comebacks. Just make sure to keep your mouths in check next time . . . or we might just take more than your pride. Feel me?”
Missy: “Mark, tell your dog its on . . . if she can handle the punishment.”
**Missy blows a kiss into the camera as the group turns and heads toward the SUV and the scene fades to black.**
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Post by Ben Zenith on Nov 16, 2007 5:15:01 GMT -5
Oooh You tell him Jimmy! Lol
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Post by Ben Zenith on Nov 16, 2007 5:17:05 GMT -5
(ooc) btw, that last post was my second promo lol. No, JUST KIDDING!
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Post by Mr. Natural on Nov 16, 2007 5:30:41 GMT -5
Oooh You tell him Jimmy! Lol BEST PROMO EVAH!!!!!!
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Post by Jimmy Ice on Nov 16, 2007 8:21:15 GMT -5
lol awwwww thanks guys
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Post by Anthony Tarantino on Nov 16, 2007 16:45:26 GMT -5
*We see a shot of Anthony Tarantino, Matty and Tina walking down a L.A street. The street is littered with strip joint fliers and hair band show posters.*
Ant: So this is the place ey? This is Burbank Calle? They make it sound better on TMZ haha.
Matty: Look at this fucking monstrosity coming our way.
*We see about 15-20 camera men rushing at Ant, Tina and Matty.*
Ant: What the fuck? What the fuck is this shit?!
Tina: Are we celebrities?
Matty: I think every one that comes here that these Jerks have never seen are celebrities. Anyway, how’s my hair look? Nice and greazy?
Tina: Yea, it looks good. But Ant, how’s this dress? Is it too low cut?
Ant: No, it’s fine. Come on and walk down the street. Maybe we will lose them.
*The 3 walk down the street and make a left at the corner. As soon as the camera catches up with them they turn around. 15 more paparazzi are running down the block.*
Matty: Should I knock them all over the fucking block!?
Ant: No, lets jet. I don’t want these fucking losers taking pictures of us and making money by selling it to us weekly.
Tina: Hey, I like that magazine.
Ant: But will you like it with a shot of your tits on the front cover?
Tina: Your right. Let’s get a taxi.
*The 3 begin to run trying to catch up too a taxi. The taxi comes to a halt and the three quickly enter the back seat.*
Ant: Step on it pizan.
Driver: Bank robbery?
Ant: No, just go so these fucking clown don’t follow us.
Driver: Alright.
*Moments pass before the crew comes up to a red light. The driver turns his head and sees Big Matty sitting there.*
Driver: Hey I know you! Your on TV!
Matty: Umm, I am?
Driver: Yea! Wrestling! ECWF and XPW!
Matty: Oh yea, I forgot about that.
Driver: And your Anthony Tarantino and Miss Tatigleone!
Ant: Ehh, umm yea your right.
Diver: I love you three! Let me get a picture!
Ant: GO!
*The light is still red so the 3 quickly jet from the back seat. Matty out one door, Ant and Tina out the other. Ant grabs Tina’s hand and they run. Matty runs down an alley.*
Ant: *Screaming at Matty* Meet at the pier!
Matty: Ill try!
* Minutes later re join the scene on Ant and Tina walking along the beach in the sand. A kid begins to chase them with a broom stick.*
Tina: I guess he’s not a fan of yours?
Ant: I guess not. Lets leave before I get arrested for defending myself.
*Ant and Tina jog up the beach and Tina turns back and no one is following. Just a beautiful picture of Ant, Tina and the sunset is seen.*
Ant: What a day eye?
Tina: This is so much better.
Ant: You know what is even better?
Tina: What?
Ant: Shh....
*Ant leans in for a kiss and Tina accepts. 70/30. A few seconds pass and we hear a familiar voice.*
Matty: Yo! Thank god I found you.
Ant: Bummer haha.
Tina: Haha.
Matty: Oh did I interrupt something?
Ant: Nah, lets find the hotel.
Matty: You need some sleep and a nice trat for your big match tomorrow. Tina you gonna treat him?
Tina: I sure will.
Matty: Get ready to knock two chumps all over the fucking block!
*The three walk back to the cement as the scene fades to black.*
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