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Feb 02, 13 at 7:47pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
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Una Lección de Español
A quicker opening montage than last week's episode is shown for the second edition of El Generico's youtube series, Una Lección de Español. Once again, El Generico sits in front of a table while inside his tour bus. Located on the pale white wall behind him is a poster from the most recent TCW pay-per-view, Desolation. The masked wrestler raises his right hand to greet the viewer.
"Hola! Me llamo El Generico, y this is Una Lección de Español con mi, El Generico. We have an exciting episode for today because The Rock, La Roca, has placed me in a Hell in a Cell match-up this Tuesday on Warzone. Hell in a Cell, Infierno en una Célula. Es excelente, no? In one week as General Manager, Gerente General, La Roca has already booked a better show than all of those made by Kevin Nash, Bastardo Estúpido. Sí? Sí. Picture it amigos. Yo, Cody Rhodes, and Daniel Bryan, all together, en una célula. And that other fella, Dolph Ziggler. I don't know him. No sé Dolph Ziggler. I should probably check wikipedia before my match with him. See what his tendencies are. Oh yes, amigos. I've been studying for this match. Check this out."
El Generico gets out from behind the table and walks to the left, the camera following his every move. He stops near a counter with a small television on top of it. It is one of those old Toshiba TVs with a built-in VHS player. The masked wrestler snatches a tape from a stack balanced on top of the television set and slides it in with both hands, his thumbs slowly and gently placing the VHS tape into the TV, and presses the play button. After a few seconds, a low quality video plays of the iconic Hell in a Cell match between Mankind and The Undertaker at the 1998 King of the Ring PPV. The footage now makes up the actual youtube video (instead of the footage being shot from the camera as it plays on the TV) while El Generico commentates over it.
"See there. How Mankind climbs to the top of the cell? I think we'll be locked into the cell, but if I climb the walls then I can be like a spider, una araña. I can avoid the conflict in the ring and pounce down when it's all over. Okay, now there's Undertaker. Is this Dolph Ziggler as big as him? No sé. Right here, here is Mankind's mistake. He falls right on the Español announcer's table. Of course that one is going to fight back. As long as I stay clear of the tables, then I should be fine. Because, let's face it, if anyone in this match were to be thrown off the cell, it would be yo."
The shot goes back to El Generico in front of the television while static plays. He turns it off and once again talks directly into the camera.
"So, in order to survive this Infierno en una Célula, I must climb the walls, avoid the Español announcer's table, and not be thrown off the célula. Sí, I can do that. As long as I stay clear of Cody Rhodes. That hombre is crazy, es loco. Who knows what he'll do. And Daniel Bryan as well, because nobody wants to tap out in that structure. We want to leave victorious. And most importantly, that giant Dolph Ziggler. Wait, was he that blonde guy, or the large man that hit Brian Kendrick? No sé. Anyway, wish me luck, amigos! And if you enjoyed my video, check out TCW's official page in the description. Adiós!"
The video jumps from El Generico waving to the camera to a graphic proclaiming this video was a Generico Productions, followed by the TCW logo. The video then ends, with El Generico's Top 20 Moves popping up as a suggestion.
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Feb 03, 13 at 3:38am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
*Dolph Zigglers theme blasts over the speakers and suddenly the fans start to jeer him. The show off, Dolph Ziggler males his way to the ring wearing his blue top followed by Big E who is wearing his normal wrestling gear*
Dolph: Last week should've been me as the battle royal winner! i should have chosen this weeks matches! But no. The Rock had to win and decide to put me inside Hell In A Cell. But it's no problem as i'm going up against three of TCWs crappiest wrestlers. First theres Daniel Bryan. He hasn't won a match in who knows how long. He is supposed to be great after wrestling all around the world. He claims to know 1000 submission Holds... I say he knows 1000 ways to lose.
*The fans boo as Dolph Ziggler shakes his head in disgust. Ziggler points at the titantron and suddenly all of Daniel Bryans failures appear on the Tron in a short 1 minute clip*
Dolph: See what i mean? But anyways, onto my next opponent. Cody Rhodes. Now don't get me started on this guy. He is an insult to TCW. His daddy must have pulled some strings to get him here in TCW. Although, he never was a Daddy's boy now was he? He probably sucked up too his mummy till he got what he wants. You know what a sick guy Cody is? He said to his mum "Mum, i want a dog for christmas". She said "No, you'll have Turkey like everyone else". But he aint as bad as my next opponent. El Generico...
*The fans stand up on their seats as thir cheer for Generico. Obviously irritating Ziggler, they continue to cheer until Ziggler starts to get frustrated*
Big E: Shut Up! Dolph is trying to talk! Show some respect!
*At that point the fans stop whatever they were doing and look in awe as they are shocked to see Big E finally speak*
Dolph: Thank you Big E. Big E is right! Show some respect! [The fans start to jeer again] As for Generico. This guy was wrestling in the indy feds and TCW decided to let him join? What were they thinking. He hasn't proven anything! Except the fact that he was eliminated by Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson. But enough of this. I don't need to listen to all of you!
*Dolphs' music plays as he exits the ring and TCW goes to commercial*
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Feb 04, 13 at 11:27am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
An annoyed Italian
The show comes back from commercial break and the cameras are in the locker room watching Santino Marella tie up his boots, obviously getting ready for his main event match against The Brian Kendrick and Antonio Cesaro. Santino is sitting on a bench in the locker room, hunched over to tie his boots as Vladamir Kozlov walks into the room.
Kozlov: Hey Santino what’s up? You ready for your match tonight?
Santino: Yea I guess.
Santino looks a bit frustrated as Kozlov begins talking to him. Santino begins to tie his boots a little quicker now not really wanting to be bothered at the moment.
Kozlov: You alright Santino? You don’t seem to be yourself.
Santino: I’m fine…
Santino finishes tying his boots and places his hands on the bench in a position ready to stand himself up.
Kozlov: You know you can talk to me about anything you have going on right? We are friends and I…
Santino looks up at Kozlov with a crooked look on his face and promptly gets to his feet and gets in Kozlov’s face.
Santino: Friends? We are friends? Where were you when I lost my title? Where were you when I was going through my tough times?
Kozlov: Whoa there Santino, where is this coming from?
Santino: You think we are friends just because you talk to me occasionally? You think we are friends because you are a nice guy and I’m just supposed to like you because of that?
Kozlov: I uh…
Santino: Do me a favor and just get out of my face I have a match to get ready for.
Santino walks away from Kozlov and leaves the locker room. Kozlov just stands there confused not really sure how to react to what just happened. The camera fades out to the confused look on Kozlov’s face.
Edit: Feb 05, 13 4:16pm
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Feb 04, 13 at 6:40pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Mr. Kennedy Celebrates The Championship
Backstage in a secluded room on a red loveseat sit Mr. Kennedy and Maria, laughing at a joke that the camera just missed. Kennedy takes a bottle of champagne out of a bucket and pours some into the two glasses that Maria holds in her hands. He then takes one from her as they toast to the new TCW Television Champion. They set the glasses down as Kennedy wraps his arm around his girlfriend.
"You know, I really can't believe it. Me? The TCW Television Champion? What are the odds? All the adversity I had to overcome and now I've finally made it. I just can't believe it...oh wait. Of course I can! I predicted this!"
The two lovers laugh on the couch at Kennedy's attempt to seem humble. The Champ now hoists the belt on his left shoulder and puts his right arm around Maria once again. He takes a glance at the belt, then back at Maria.
"I deserve this. Not because I worked oh so hard for it, or even because I'm the best wrestler on the roster (which I am). It truly is because of the lack of quality wrestlers on the roster. I mean, I won this belt off of Santino. Santino? The guy who puts on women's clothing and fights in the ring? Not that there's anything wrong with that, except everything. And who is going to win this thing off of me? John Cena? Just because he happened to be my partner and sit on the apron while I single-handedly defeated the remaining members of The Ministry? Hardly. He'll just be another jobber tonight, trying to look good as I kick his ass. Then who? Really, who comes to mind when you think of a wrestler even on a level as high as my own?"
"Well, Brian Kendrick is the TCW World Heavyweight Champion..."
Maria gives an apologetic look to Kennedy, already regretting the words she spoke. However, instead of being angry or upset with Maria, he takes his hand, caresses her face, and speaks softly.
"Well, of course. But the only reason Brian Kendrick is even a champion is because he came into TCW just slightly before myself. If I came into this company at the same time that he did, then Kendrick would be back in Japan by now. Or seriously injured, but I don't think I'd be that cruel. But that's maybe four weeks down the line, at the next pay-per-view. Tonight I have to punish Cena for taking credit for disbanding The Ministry. And tonight, Maria, I want you to be at my side during the match, and I want you to come out carrying my Television Championship. How would you like that?"
Maria's eyes light up as she smiles, quickly responding with the four words:
"I would love to!"
"Great. I love you, Maria."
"And I love you, Ken."
The two share a passionate kiss as the audience boos and the screen fades into a commercial.
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Feb 05, 13 at 7:40am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
“How’s Your Lips?”
TCW cameras quickly cut to the backstage area, where image of the People’s Champion on the titantron instantly sends this capacity crowd into a frenzy. Becoming the special Warzone GM hasn’t phased the Rock; he looks as neutral as ever. Tonight, he’s dressed in a white and black silk shirt that’s left open(which no doubt cost him hundreds of dollars) to go with black dress pants. Facing the camera with him is an unfamiliar face to TCW fans, however. Dressed in a dark black polo, a very short pudgy Hispanic man in his twenties nervously approaches the great one for an interview.
Montero: Uh hi…my name is uh…uh…uh…
The rookie interview draws the ire of the Great One who looks down at the short latino, who is babbling like a complete idiot and cuts him off with one hand. This draws a lot of laughs and cheers from this crowd. After sparing the young man from further embarrassing himself, the Rock raises his head to the ceiling as the fans chant his name.
Cole: Nobody gets this crowd going quite like The Rock!
The Rock lets the chant die down before speaking.
Rock: FINALLY…The Rock…HAS COME BACK to Minneappolis!
The Rock receives a cheap pop and then quickly continues.
Rock: Brian Montero, TCW rookie interviewer extraordinare! You stand here like the immature piece of monkey crap running your mouth! First day on the job and you don’t even have the class to introduce yourself to the people? Tell these people your name…
The intensity of the Rock looking down at the nervous, geeky, and ridiculously short Hispanic causes him to perspire greatly. He looks at the camera and tries to compose himself.
Montero: R-right…My name is B-
Rock: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS!
This gets a ton of cheers from the crowd, as well as laughter. Having shut up the rookie interviewer, the Rock continues his verbal assault.
Rock: Don’t try and hide it Jabroni! The Rock sees the way you look at him. You stand there…looking at the Great One…wishing you could have a piece of the People’s Streudel…GET YOUR MONKEY ASS OUT OF THE GREAT ONE’S FACE YOU SICK FREAK! The Rock doesn’t have time for little Fifi jabronis like you. Stand right here, hold the mic. and don’t move. The-Did the Rock stutter Jabroni? Don’tmove!
The camera zooms in on the Rock’s face, ending the suffering of the poor Brian. Once he’s out of the picture, the Rock continues to speak.
Rock: Now the Rock says this: Tonight, is a very special night for the Rock. He’s done it all, THE ROCK HAS DONE IT ALL! But he has never…AND THE ROCK MEANS…never been the GM of Warzone. So while tonight is very special to the Rock, the Rock is still going to do what he does best, and that is prove beyond a shadow of a doubt! That he is the most electrifying man in sports entertainment today, that he IS the People’s Champion, and that he IS the best damn War Zone GM of all time! And if you would just…listen…you will hear the great people of Minnesota…chanting my name…
The Rock raises an eyebrow as the Crowd erupts into a “Rocky” chant. As soon as it dies down he continues.
Rock: Tonight, the Rock has given the people a line up of matches unlike any the world has ever seen! But the Rock didn’t come here to just make the schedule, oh no no no. The Rock came here to whoop Heath Slater’s Candy Ass all over god’s green earth! Heath Slater, you pissed the Rock off before the Battle Royal, when like the classless roody poo you are, you came down and had the audacity to challenge the Rock! Well the Rock says this: tonight, EVERY NIGHT! Until you learn to know your role and shut your mouth…you are going to smell WHAT THE ROCK…is…cooking!
The theme of the Rock sounds as he walks off the screen. The camera returns to a shaken Brian Montero, who has a huge wet spot in his pants that draws more jeers and laughter from the crowd. TCW Cameras cut to the next promo…
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Feb 05, 13 at 11:54am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The Brian Kendrick
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The scene opens on the sight of fifteen thousand incredible TCW fans celebrating the return from commercial of their favourite weekly episodic television program. As the camera pans around the audience, we see signs depicting the faces and catchphrases of many of the TCW Superstars, and the fan support for the evening is clearly leaning the way of one person in particular. Hundreds of signs and t-shirts congratulating him on a famous victory can be seen, and clearly people are looking forward to his appearance. Luckily, they don’t have long to wait, as a familiar theme suddenly begins blaring though the arena sound-system, led by a now extremely well known guitar riff...
Oh Baby, Here Comes The Sound!
The crowd immediately erupt into a colossal wall of sound, cheering wildly at the imminent appearance of their new TCW Champion. After a few moments, the man himself steps out from behind the stage set and the cheers reach another level as the silhouette of The Brian Kendrick is visible through the lighting. Slowly, the lights begin to return to a more normal level, and Kendrick is far easier to make out even for those in the cheap seats. His long white trench-coat is fastened in the centre, keeping anybody from seeing his body beneath the fabric. He looks around at the fans who are chanting his name, before slowly unbuttoning the coat and pausing for a few seconds before pulling it open, displaying the TCW World Heavyweight Championship title proudly as it lays strapped across his waist. He lets out a deep sigh as he takes in the reaction, before slowly making his way down to the ring, occasionally shaking the hand of one of the fans who is lucky enough to be seated at ringside. He slides into the ring underneath the bottom rope, before walking toward the ring announcer and taking it from him. The music dies down and the lighting returns to normal, as Kendrick stays in the middle of the ring, looking out at the fans who have now started an almost deafening ‘Bri-An-Ken-Drick’ chant that echoes off of the walls of the auditorium majestically. Slowly, Kendrick raises the microphone up to his mouth, smirking gleefully as he does so.
The audience erupts once again having quietened down to allow Kendrick to speak, and with the reaction the Champ unbuckles his Championship title and holds it high up into the air with one hand, the light glistening off of the golden front as it moves around in the air. Kendrick lowers his arm and looks at his Championship with delight, before resting it on his shoulder and supporting it with one hand. He raises the microphone up to his mouth once again, and the crowd allow him to speak.
Before Kendrick can finish his sentence, there is an extremely unwanted interruption, as FEED. ME. MORE booms out through the speakers, and the audience immediately get to booing the interruption that is sure to cause some drama for their new Champ. Kendrick smirks as he looks up towards the stage and sees Ryback step out from behind the curtain, of course led by Paul Heyman. They duo look out at the audience in frustration as they walk straight down to the ring, heading straight for a massive confrontation with the Champion. Both men enter the ring via the steps, before Heyman snatches a microphone from one of the technicians at ringside and waits for the music to end. As it finally does, Ryback stands on the opposite side of the ring, glaring at Kendrick, as Heyman lifts the microphone to his mouth to speak.
Kendrick stares across the ring at Heyman, looking down at his title belt before returning his gaze to his former manager. With a smirk he slowly moves towards Heyman, but Ryback takes a step forwards and he realizes that it’s better to stay away. He raises his hand to Ryback in order to show he’s not here to fight him, before raising the microphone to his mouth once again.
Heyman looks across at Kendrick thoughtfully, before looking across at Ryback and smirking a familiar, weasel-faced smirk. He turns back to glare at Kendrick, and speaks once again.
Kendrick looks across at the ever-intense behemoth stood opposite him in the ring, before looking out at the audience who are urging him to accept the challenge and give the fans all over the world what they want to see. Kendrick looks back at Heyman, before smirking, and lifting the microphone up to his mouth one final time.
With that, he drops the microphone on the floor to the sound of massive cheers from all around him. Heyman chuckles as he looks at Ryback, certain that his last remaining client will cause mayhem when he goes one on one with the TCW Champion. The camera fades to black on the image of Kendrick holding the Championship title high up into the air.
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Feb 05, 13 at 12:19pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
A brief grumbling sound lit up the quiet atmosphere, and the eyes of the masses gazed to the Titantron to see…
And with that, Cody Rhodes swaggered out from the entrance way, head held high. He had on black dress pants and a black, hooded leather vest, with his initials engraved on the back. He pushed the hood off of his head, revealing his dashing features to all in attendance. Men envied him. Woman lusted for him. Children looked right past his façade and saw nothing but a madman. But, still, everyone hated Cody Rhodes. Rhodes stood at the top of the ramp, before cupping his hands, delicately so, around his mouth and shouting, “Woooo!” This garnered him more boos than any heel could hope to receive in this jam-packed WarZone. Rhodes simply shook his head at the throng of people, all gathered there to watch him –somehow, someway- get what was coming to him.
He slowly walked down the ramp, each step deliberate and drawn out. He was doing nothing but taking their time, and that pissed them off. Rhodes approached Lillian Garcia at ringside, and grabbed her by the hand. She looked disgusted that this monster, this maniac who had assaulted Alex Riley and Ric Flair, was touching her. He said something to her that wasn’t quite picked up, but it was evident by her body language that it had been enticing. Now, he pulled his hand from hers, with her microphone now in his possession. He sauntered up the stairs, and stared down at Lillian – who stared back, looking slightly ashamed – from the apron, before slowly stepping into the ring. He waited for the crowd in attendance to cease their incessant jeering, before bringing the microphone to his lips. When he spoke, his words were slow, as if they were being crafted.
Cody Rhodes: “Never before, have I seen such a jealous group of hideous monstrosities in my life. My name is Cody Rhodes, and you all make me feel nauseous. Allow me to let you in on a secret, you parasites. You may boo me for what I did to Alex Riley and that old sack of bones Flair, but you all are to be held accountable for what happened to the two of them. You projected your opinion, as awful an opinion as that may have been, and allowed Riley to ride your cheers for all they were worth. He used you, each and every one of you, to get where he was. His revolting image, depicted on the cover of the very TCW Program Books that you are holding right now.
And speaking of ugly, I was told by some obese, sweaty TCW rent-a-cops that McMahon wanted me in this ring, right now. And, while I am not legally obliged to do anything on behalf of Vincent as I am not an active member of the roster, I must admit he garnered my curiosity. So, that’s why I am out here, before you pigs. It wasn’t to present your girlfriends and daughters with the most dashing physique they had ever been witness to. No, any female who degrades themselves to befriend such a disgusting pig simply ruins whatever decency they had. And another thing…”
Vincent Kennedy McMahon had chosen the most opportunistic time to interrupt Cody Rhodes. The Dashing One lifted his steely gaze to the Chairman of Total Championship Wrestling, as he performed his signature strut down the ramp-way. The husky security guards that Rhodes had insulted stood at the top of the ramp, ready to make themselves noticed if Rhodes got out of hand. McMahon brought a microphone in the ring, and stared into the face of Rhodes. The anger in his face and voice was present, with his veins sticking out and his lips quivering.
Vincent K. McMahon: Just WHO IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARRRRE? You come into my company, and in a very short amount of time, you’ve done a whole HELL of a lot of damage! You’ve tarnished not only my image, and quite frankly, the image of Total Championship Wrestling! And- look at me you spoiled son of a bitch! I’ll be DAMNED if I’m not in the right mind to sue you and your damn family for every cent you’ve got!
It would take only ONE call to my attorneys, and I’d have you and your daddy on the street. I’ll make sure you and your entire god forsaken family never find work again!
Cody Rhodes cleared his throat into his own microphone, letting the billionaire know that he himself wanted to put a word in. Rhodes’ steely eyed gaze looked over the chairman, studying him.
Cody Rhodes: “Vincent, let’s be honest. From a legal standpoint, you couldn’t get much out of my family name, especially not when your superstar, Alex Riley, brutally assaulted me, a fan, as soon as I stepped over that barricade.
Now, Vincent, you stand there in your four-hundred dollar shoes, your thousand dollar suit, and a surprisingly cheap haircut, and what does that say about you? You’ve lost whatever you had, inside yourself. You fell victim to this despicable shell of yours, and all the powerful Mr. McMahon has to rely on is his expensive appearance.
I bring this up, because even without my clothing and my money, I’m still dashing. I still have more power than you ever will have. A man at your age feels the need to produce expensive lawsuits out of pure jealousy of a younger man's...”
And with that, Mr. McMahon was fuming. He interrupted Rhodes, practically spitting into the microphone.
Vincent K. McMahon: “ DAMN IT, SHUT UP! What I was about to say was that I very damn well COULD sue you! Oh yeah, I could. But…I won’t! You assaulted two of my top talents, and as much as I would love to fire you right here on the spot… I can’t. So what I will do, is this. You want to stand in my ring, and take up my time? Fine, you got it! I’m offering you an open contract, prices negotiable. You want to be a TCW superstar so badly? YOU GOT IT! And on the condition that you accept this proposition – You do accept this contract?”
Rhodes stared hard into the eyes of McMahon for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.
Vincent K. McMahon: “That condition is that you accept that there is no chance IN HELL that you are getting out of a punishment for your actions! But, for tonight, I’m not even the one that’s going to be punishing you. I’m Vince McMahon Dammit, and I’m a CERTIFIED BILLIONAIRE! I’ve got more important matters to attend. So in liou of this, I’ve decided to hand your punishment over to someone who is in the perfect position to make you pay.”
Cody Rhodes looked inquisitively at McMahon, as he strutted out of the ring. As McMahon walked back up the rampway, Rhodes leaned on the ropes, staring up at him before…
IF YA SMELL…
The Rock’s iconic titantron appears on the screen as the fans all rise to their feet in unison. The look of sheer shock on Cody Rhodes face is evident as McMahon grins from ear to ear and points at Rhodes. He tells him he’s about to get his. As Vince proceeds to leave the ring, the image of the Rock in the GM’s office suddenly overtakes the screen. At his sight, a huge pop is emitted.
Rock: Cody Rhodes, you want to come out here and insult THE MILLIONS-
Crowd: AND MILLIONS!
Rock: Of Rock’s Fans? Well the Rock says this. You see when you mess with the Rock, you mess with the people! And when you mess with the people…you mess with the Rock! And-
The Rock is unable to continue due to another huge “Rocky” chant erupting. He raises his head and moves it slowly in a semi circle, taking it all in, before continuing.
Rock: And while The Rock agrees with you that Vince McMahon is the biggest piece of trailer park trash walking gods green earth, the Rock does not agree that you should go…unpunished. So, TONIGHT! Seeing as this is Warzone! Seeing as we are in MINNEAPPOLIS! [HUGE POP] The Rock says tonight, he has scheduled the first ever Hell in a Cell match, and that match is going to be THE VERY FIRST MATCH of the evening! Now Cody Rhodes, since you insist on coming out here, looking like a massive French Popcorn Fart-The Rock says, that Hell in Cell Match just got one more participant, and his name is Cody Rhodes! IF YA SMELLLLLLLL! WHAT THE ROCK…is….cookin!
The Rock and Vince McMahon finally disappear from the stage, and Cody Rhodes stands in the middle of the ring. His face flush, it appeared that Rhodes has officially been shut up. He takes a long stare at the cell, high above the ring, before... smiling. His confrontation with the Great One was behind him now. He had other matters to attend to.
Rhodes steps out of the ring, and again heads toward Lilian, staring into her eyes, into her soul, stepping menacingly closer. His face is just inches above hers, and her eyes are glued to the floor, avoiding any contact with this monster. Without a word, Rhodes simply grabs her hand, and with his other hand, slips the microphone into it, before stalking back up the ramp to prepare for Hell.
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Feb 05, 13 at 1:40pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Winds of Change (Spinning Side Slam) l Wasteland (Forwards Fireman's Carry Slam) l Bullhammer (Arm wrench transitioned into a short-arm forearm smash)
Just another battle lost. But not a campaign's failure. This body, the body that had been beaten, bruised, bloodied and broken, that had clawed and climbed its way out of the abyss twice, had climbed the mountain. He had not reached the top, it was still short of his grasp....but it was within sight. He had risen higher than ever before, and he had made it to the "checkpoint" so to say. This wasn't a stopping point, merely a point to fall back to when needed.
This was not a camp he was at liberty to lose, to give up and fall back down the mountain, closer to an abyss. No, this is where he would mount every assault in the course of this war. His feet were dug in, this was where he would dig his trench for war. In front of him stood the no-man's land he would cross, and beyond that, the pinnacle where he would stand at the top and start his final conquest. This was not a war he would lose. No matter how many shots were fired, regardless of the pushes back down into the trench, he would not stop fighting. He would win this war, no matter how long it took. Hours, days, weeks, years, till his skin rotted away, until his bones were dust, until any proof of existence was gone.
He was relying on nothing. His victories would be without question. He was not going to let the world have any reason to cast doubt on the battles he won. If he lost, truly lost, he would place no the fault on himself. The defeats marked on his record due to the failures of others would have the blame placed fully on them. That was how it worked now. This was a warzone, in every sense of the word. Every superstar was responsible for themselves. You could have your allies.....whether they be by choice or by force....but you would be responsible for your own successes and shortcomings. There was no conspiracy against you.
Santino needed to know that tonight. But Wade wasn't going to tell him, to warn him. Wade cared nothing about anyone else. He only did what was needed of him for him. Was it selfish? Yes. But this was a world about survival, a world where he couldn't rely on others. Everyone else would lie through their teeth to him, they would lie about their former words with their current actions. Your closest friends become your worst enemies the moment you have something they desire. The world was cut-throat....and when you actually showed a soft-spot, you showed your underbelly, that was when you would die. The pack would lunge and devour their own. Brian Kendrick knew that now. If the lesson came too late, so be it.
Wade cracked his knuckles and took a deep breath. Victory, loss, all temporary setbacks. It didn't matter how many battles he would have to wage. This was a war that would be unforgiving to everyone involved, regardless of who you were. And he didn't care. Pain was nothing new to him....and he was ready to return it all in full.
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Feb 05, 13 at 2:25pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The One Man Band
TCW interviewer Todd Grisham is backstage holding a microphone. The noise from the crowd fades, allowing Grisham to introduce his latest interviewee.
The camera zooms out slightly to reveal that the one man southern rock band, Heath Slater, is indeed standing next to Grisham. A goofy smile can be clearly seen on his face as he snatches the microphone out of Grisham's hand. He waits a moment for the imaginary cheers from the crowd to fade, before beginning to speak.
Slater hands the microphone back to Todd Grisham, who is now dumbfounded. After taking a moment to overcome his speechlessness, Grisham kicks off the interview.
Grisham then points the microphone at Slater's mouth.
Heath Slater sighs, still thinking of his fantasies of a world in which he won the battle royal instead of the Rock. Grisham looks at Slater, utterly befuddled. Slater is silently looking down at the floor, as if he has forgotten that he is still in the middle of an interview. Eventually, Grisham points the microphone back at his own mouth, seemingly planning to ask Slater another question. However, Slater grabs the microphone from Grisham's hand for a second time. He holds it up to his mouth and continues with his speech.
Slater drops the microphone onto the floor and walks away, leaving behind a speechless Todd Grisham.
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Feb 06, 13 at 2:19pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The pyros explode, and as if on cue, everyone in attendance shoots to their feet, screaming! A certain energy is electrifying the air here tonight, on the Rock's special night! Rock Bottom! The camera sweeps over the excited crowd members, before switching to the excited announcers!
Taz: Yeah! I'm super excited tonight! We get to see a whole lot of great matchups tonight!
Booker T: Awww yeah! You know what that means! I get to see some of my Fave Five in action! And I can dig that!
Cole: Please, let's get to this first match, that looks to be one hell of a way to start off the show!
Taz: That's right! A Hell In A Cell! The first one - ever! - here in TCW!
Dolph Ziggler vs. El Generico vs. Daniel Bryan vs. Cody Rhodes
Hell In A Cell
The referee checks and concludes the cell door is locked, and the match begins. Immediately, Rhodes and Ziggler team up on El Generico, punching him into a corner and repeatedly stomping on him. Bryan hops around, waiting to make his move. He finds it when Ziggler takes a break from the action to stand up and delivers a harsh dropkick. Bryan quickly crawls on Ziggler's back and applies the camel clutch. Rhodes glances up from the beatdown on Generico and runs over to break up the submission. This time Rhodes and Ziggler team up against Bryan by hoisting him up in the air for a double-suplex. Ziggler strikes Bryan multiple times as he tries to get up while Rhodes crawls under the ropes and reaches below the ring. He pulls up a steel chair and silently slides back in. Ziggler pulls Bryan to his feet and whips him into the ropes. He never sees Rhodes as he swings the chair into Ziggler's chest. Ziggler drops while Rhodes turns around to hit the rebounding Bryan with the chair. Rhodes looks back and forth at the two men he just took out and shouts to the crowd, "This is how I work." Rhodes turns back to where Generico was lying and finds him at the top of the turnbuckle. El Generico leaps and dropkicks the steel chair straight into Cody Rhodes's skull. All four men are on the ground while the live audience cheers for one of the men to get up. Ziggler is the first to his knees and crawls to cover Rhodes. 1...2..kick! Ziggler then tries Bryan. However, Bryan is playing possum. Small package! 1...2...kick! This match will not end that easily! Rhodes gets back to his feet and throws Bryan over the top rope and into the cell. He grimaces in pain and clutches his back, feeling the full force of the impact. Rhodes then exchanges blows in the ring with Ziggler, the crowd booing both wrestlers as they strike their opponents. El Generico tries to get some offense in by punching Rhodes in the back of the head, but he too is thrown out of the ring for his effort. With his back turned, Rhodes is in position. Dolph sees it. Zig-zag! Instead of going for the pin, Dolph takes the time to do some push-ups and handtands, truly showing off. El Generico takes this time to climb the cell wall. He makes it to the ceiling and points over at Dolph. Again, Generico leaps. He lands right on Dolph for a massive crossbody! What did we just see? As he goes for the pin though, Daniel Bryan is back in the ring, and he pulls Generico off of Ziggler, and tries the pin himself! One-Two- NO! Generico pulls Bryan off, and goes for the cover himself! One-Two-NO! Bryan pulls Generico off! This almost becomes a comedy act, before Cody Rhodes runs across the ring, springboarding off of the ropes and hitting El Generico with the Beautiful Disaster! The kick hits with such hard force, that Generico crumbles to the ground. Bryan goes after Rhodes with a wild roundhouse kick, but Rhodes ducks and catches him from behind, and he hits the Cross Rhodes! With Rhodes the last man standing, he dropped to make the pin on Bryan. One-Two-Three! Cody Rhodes picks up the win!
Booker T: Yeah, but look who's the last man standing! That crazy Cody Rhodes!
Cole: You're gonna call a guy who can influence so much damage, crazy? I think you've finally gone off the deep end, Book.
Booker T: Awwwww, it's likely! *Chuckles*
Taz: And now, it's time for The Great One himself to be in action! And against none other than Heath Slater!
Heath Slater is in the ring wielding an electric guitar. It seems that he is sticking to the promise he made at the recent pay-per-view event of Desolation and performing live for the fans in the Target Center in Minneapolis, Minnesota. This is the one man band's first live performance in Total Championship Wrestling and as far as Slater is willing to admit to himself, the fans are roaring in anticipation. In reality though, the fans are quiet and apathetic. They are simply hoping that this so-called performance will not last too long.
The fans boo Slater, who does not seem to notice. He is too busy in his own little world to notice the negative response from the crowd.
A TCW official enters the ring with a microphone in his hand. He hesitantly holds it up to Heath Slater at mouth level. The fans continue to boo as Slater holds the guitar in an awkward position, preparing to start playing. He doesn't seem to know one end of the guitar from the other. Clearly not knowing what he is doing but kidding himself nonetheless, Slater prepares to begin his live performance and just in time to save the fans from a disgraceful attempt at rock music, the entrance music of a very popular TCW superstar plays.
IF YOU SMELL... WHAT THE ROCK... IS COOKING!
This crowd erupts with cheers, having been previously booing the hell out of Slater. As the music of the Great One sounds across the loudspeaker, the Rock appears at the top of the ramp. He looks across this capacity crowd through his aviators, completely sold out once again. He’s dressed in full ring attire, a cut off “Brahma Bull” t-shirt adorning his upper body. With a microphone in hand, he quickly cuts off the man in the ring.
Rock: WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH….WOAH!
The Rock extends his hand to Slater, his music quickly being cut off as the Crowd erupts into a “Rocky Chant.” He has no time to interact with them presently though. He has business to attend to.
Rock:Heath Slater. You come out here and run your mouth, calling yourself the “Rocker.” You wanna come out here and hold your little con-look at the Rock when he’s talking to you Jabroni-Did you actually think that you could come out here on the Rock’s show and have your little concert? Is that what you…think?
Heath Slater: I-
Rock:IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK!
The Rock pauses as Slater looks incredibly pissed off. The fans erupt with a huge “Rocky” chant as the Great One stares his opponent down.
Rock:Heath Slater. The Rock says this: tonight, this is the Rock’s Show. This is War Zone. This is the Rock Bottom Edition, and seeing as we are…in Minneappolis! [hugepop] The Rock says, you will NOT be performing tonight! You will NOT be having a “Rock” concert, because the fact of the matter is this: you have a match tonight with Jabroni Beating-LALALA pie eating, trail blazing eye brow raising, Best Damn Warzone GM With Class, quick to kick your monkey ass-THE ROCK!
The Rock stares his opponent down again, before raising the microphone back up to his lips.
Rock:And Heath Slater, that match is going to take place…right now! You see the votes have been tallied. The People have spoken. Heath Slater, you are about to go ONE ON ONE with the GREAT ONE…in a Brahma Bull Rope Match! So Heath Slater, the Rock has just one question to ask you: Hows your lips? Cause the Rock is about to slap them right off your face!
The Rock Vs. Heath Slater
Brahma Bull Rope Match
The ref bulls out the rope from behind the announcer's table and ties each end onto one of the wrestler's wrists. He then explains the rules for the competitors and those watching at home: no disqualification, fall count anywhere, and the wrestlers may not remove the rope from their own wrist. The bells sounds and quickly the two men lock up. Rock throws a few punches before pulling Slater into a clothesline. Slater gets back up quickly and wraps the rope around Rock's throat, completely legal. The Rock grabs at the rope around his neck to try to loosen it. The One Man Band climbs on The Great One's back and tugs at the rope harder. Rock's experience helps him as he wisely runs backwards into the turnbuckle posts, Slater the one receiving most of the damage. Rock turns around and lifts Slater up, only to powerslam him into the ring canvas. The stunned Slater rolls out of the ring for a breather but The Rock pulls on the rope connecting the two, causing the red-headed man to fall back on his bottom. Rocky tugs harder and pulls Slater inches from the ring. He manages to pull his opponent's wrist in and chooses to stomp on it a few times. Slater cries out in pain before rolling back into the ring. The Rock stops his assault on Slater's wrist and picks him up for a Spinebust...no! Heath Slater weasels out of it and kicks Rock right in the head. Rock turns his back on Slater and leaves himself open for a running bulldog! With The Rock on the ground, Slater again climbs out of the ring and reaches under it. For the second time tonight a superstar pulls a chair from underneath the ring. He positions the chair on the apron so it is inches from The Rock's noggin. He grabs the bull rope and he pulls The Rock by the rope! Rock's head slides hard into the chair! Slater slides back into the ring, and goes for the pin! One-Two- And the Great One kicks out! Slater pulls the Rock up by the bull rope, and pulls him close... He's going for the Rock Bottom! But the Rock hits an elbow, reversing his own move! The Rock hits his signature right punch, before pulling him back up, and hitting another! He pulls him back up, and punches him again, before looking to the millions and millions and delivering one last punch-NO! Slater ducks under, and rolls the Rock up for the pin, grabbing the tights! One-Two-Three! Slater pulls off the upset! He quickly unties the rope, and gets the hell out of the ring, before the Rock gets to his feet! Slater walks back up the ramp, taunting at the crowd in attendance that he just defeated the Great One!
Cole: Slater! Slater! This guys in MY Fave Five!
Booker T: Awww shucky ducky! That wasn't fair at all! Slater stole that one!
The change of the lighting in the arena was so slight, that it was hardly noticeable. From the regular arena lighting, to a shade of blue was thought of as a romantic shift of events. Was a kiss-cam about to happen? Has professional wrestling stooped so low? But then, there was an enormous spotlight! This spotlight shone a pure, snow white, and it casually drifted among the sea of blue people. Now, the Minnesota fans in attendance had a sharp notion of curiosity? Another spotlight flashed on, and where as a large circle of the blue fans were briefly painted white, directly across the arena, a crimson red circle became its counterpart.
Many of the fans caught on soon. Took them long enough. As the slower portion of those in attendance finally caught on, a chant broke the sound barrier.
“USA! USA! USA!”
The crowd broke was in a patriotic frenzy! The nation’s symbol began to billow over the TitanTron, and the crowd just lost it! Some stood to their feet, anticipating the national anthem to begin playing, but nothing happened. The lights left as slowly as they’d come. The American Flag dissipated from the TitanTron, and before completely going to black once again, a patriotic-themed text flashed onto the screen! It read,
Mr. Kennedy vs. John Cena
w/ Special Guest Referee The Rock
The Rock calls for a clean fight between the two men and asks them to shake hands. Cena extends his hand and Kennedy takes it, and pulls him in for a clothesline. He gets on one knee and punches the grounded Cena in the forehead. Rock pulls him off Cena, but Kennedy just comes back this time working on his shoulders. Again Rock takes Kennedy off Cena and he manages to stand back up. Kennedy whips Cena into the ropes, but he just comes back with a shoulder block, two shoulder blocks, three shoulder blocks! Cena takes Kennedy's right arm and slams it to the ground. He then picks the champ up and attempts to whip him into the turnbuckle, but Kennedy reverses it and it is Cena who smashes into the corner. Mr. Kennedy strikes Cena repeatedly and stomps on his body once he falls to the ground. The Rock counts to four before Kennedy backs off the leader of the Cenation. The guest referee's eyes follow Kennedy as Maria grabs Cena's arm and wraps it awkwardly around the corner post, wrenching the limb. She let's go as The Rock comes back to Cena, yelling at him to get up. He gets back to his feet as the champ runs in for a splash. Cena jumps out of the way at the last second, sending Kennedy chest first into the post. The champ reels backwards and falls to the ground. Cena stands above Kennedy and signals for the Five-Knuckle Shuffle! He bounces of the ropes and drops his fist on Kennedy. Cena covers. 1...2...kick! The Rock calls the count fairly and Kennedy kicks out. Cena stands over Kennedy's body, trying to pull him to his feet, and the champ pokes Cena in both eyes. He stands back up while John Cena recovers from the dirty move. Kennedy grabs Cena's from behind and hits a neckbreaker. He then lifts Cena onto his shoulders and performs a rolling fireman's slam, somersaulting with Cena on his back. He then climbs the turnbuckle and hits the Kenton Bomb! Kennedy covers. 1...2.......... Nothing happens as The Rock just pauses in motion. The Great One then stands up and shouts, "IT DOESN'T MATTER IF THE ROCK COUNTS TO THREE!" Kennedy flies to his feet and gets in the Rock's face! He and The Rock exchange a few words... And Kennedy hits the Mic Check on Rock! He pulls The Rock's limp body over to the pin, and lifts his hand for him! One-Two-Three! Mr. Kennedy wins!
Taz: The Rock was only reacting to Kennedy trying to pull a fast one!
Booker T: And multiple times! The Rock has rights as a ref not to let that Mister Ken cheat!
Cole:Well, what's done is done! Don't be such a crybaby! It's time for our main event!
The Main Event
The Brian Kendrick & Antonio Cesaro Vs. Wade Barrett & Santino Marella
Tag Team Match
The main event – A Hardcore Tag Team. With no rules, this one could go various routes. On top of that, we had not one, but two unlikely pairings. The Brian Kendrick, a renewed crowd favorite, and the TCW Champion, teaming up with the Swiss Superman, Antonio Cesaro! And on the other side, the Sinister Wade Barrett was teaming up with The Italian Stallion. These men had all met before, and this surely wouldn’t be the last time.
The match begins with The Brian Kendrick sizing up with Wade Barrett. Barrett mounts an offensive first thing, knocking the champion to his stomach, and begins pounding him on the back with his forearms. A quick boot to the head set the tone that this match, as long as Barrett was in control, would be a brawl. On the other side of the ring, Santino had Cesaro in a rear arm lock, wrenching away. Not one to be technically outdone, Cesaro reversed the arm lock into one of his own, before tossing Santino to the arena floor! Kendrick had fought back to his feet, and was now in control. He hit a stiff roundhouse to the head of Barrett, before laying him out with a Shining Wizard! Cesaro had a Kendo Stick on the outside now, and he swung it down on the back of Santino! The Italian Stallion cried out in pain! Another whack to the chest of Santino took him to his knees, where Cesaro continued unloading until the stick cracked in two! Inside the ring, the champion had Barrett on the ropes, and hit a dropkick taking Barrett out of the ring! He followed him out, but Barrett was ready, and tossed him headfirst into the stairs! Santino was then hoisted onto Cesaro’s shoulders, and dropped onto the security wall! And Cesaro, out of nowhere, is flattened by a clothesline from Wade Barrett! He makes a save for his partner! Barrett lifts Santino up, giving his partner a fighting chance… but Kendrick, who had climbed to the apron, ran and dove onto the two! The crowd begins to chant “This is Awesome!” as Kendrick climbs back to his feet, to be met by a disapproving glance from Cesaro for showboating, but once Barrett and Santino stir, it’s back to business. Cesaro slides Barrett into the ring, as Kendrick takes Santino on outside. Cesaro has Barrett in the surfboard stretch maneuver, essentially ripping Barrett’s arms out of the sockets.. will he submit!? On the outside, Kendrick was laying boots into Santino, when the tide was shifted by an uncharacteristic thumb to the eye by Santino, before tossing him into the ring pole! Kendrick was laid out on the side of the ring, as Santino grabbed a steel chair and entered the ring. As he did, Cesaro let go of his hold, to react to Santino, but Santino stopped him with a hand gesture. Intrigued, Cesaro stopped and stared at the Italian clutching the chair. Barrett got to his feet, and began yelling at Santino to hit Cesaro, but Santino just handed the chair to Cesaro. Santino walked out, leaving Barrett to the dogs. Cesaro eyed Barrett, and then eyed the chair in his hands, before closing in on Barrett and hitting him in the skull! He didn’t look to be done either! With the added advantage given to him by Santino, Cesaro raised the chair high above his head, ready to fire down on Barrett! But Kendrick grabbed the chair from his hands, gaining a small cheer from the crowd. Kendrick mouthed, “Just pin him! There’s no need for this!” But looking to make an impact on TCW, Cesaro took the chair from Kendrick forcefully, pushing him away with the other hand! Cesaro turned to continue the beating on Barrett, but after a chair shot, Kendrick called to Cesaro, who turned into a fierce Super Kick from Kendrick! Chair still in hand, Cesaro fell right onto Barrett! The ref made the count, One-Two-Three! Kendrick and Cesaro, in the least traditional way possible, had won the match!
Taz: And what the Hell is the matter with Santino! That wasn't something we see Santino do!
Booker T: Naw, man. But that was some quality action from Kendrick! What a stand up guy!
Taz: He did something I don't think I would've done. The Brian Kendrick might've made quite an enemy in his tag team partner tonight!
Cole: And that's all the time we have tonight! Thank you for joining us here at TCW! Good night!
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Feb 11, 13 at 5:44am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
6-Man Elimination Tag Match
RVD & Generico & Daniel Bryan vs. Cody Rhodes & Antonio Cesaro & Dolph Ziggler
The cameras pan over to the interview space where we see one of TCW greatest superstars Antonio Cesaro. Antonio Cesaro wears a grey casual suit with a maroon dress shirt underneath. He is roughly shaved with a light shadow but he seems to be very quirky; happy and excited. He struts backstage with a chip on his shoulder as he stops for a second. He stops and looks to the side to see Todd Grisham next to him with a microphone. Antonio Cesaro is aware that the cameras are rolling and he’s being broadcasted for a special TCW exclusive. Todd Grisham wears a black suit with a green tie as he looks at Antonio Cesaro, as he is nervously holding a microphone in his hand. Antonio Cesaro stands up tall, confident and proud of himself as he gets the chance this week to make another impact in another big time match. Todd Grisham goes to talk, trying to start an interview segment with the great Antonio Cesaro.
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Feb 11, 13 at 3:07pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
TCW comes back from a commercial and we are welcomed by the commentating team of Michael Cole, Taz and Booker T.
Cole: Welcome back to Warzone ladies and gentlemen, we have a wonderful show for you tonight including a six-man elimination tag team match.
Booker T: Aww Yea man, but I’m really looking forward to the battle for a TCW Contract Fatal Four way match. These four guys are hungry and really want to grab that brass ring and make it big here in TCW.
Taz: No doubt about that Book, these guys are going to put on a hell of a match tonight.
Cole: It’s usually the hungriest guys that will try to steal the show and I’m sure they are going to give our main event a run for its money, but before we do that we have a special message from ….
Just then a heavy guitar and hardcore drum sound comes over the speakers interrupting Cole and everything else that was planned. No one really knows what is going on as the commentators begin to muddle to themselves and look around.
TEAR OUT THE HEART!
Cole: Folks I’m sorry for this interruption, there seems to be someone playing a joke here.
Booker T: I don’t think so dawg, look who just showed up!
Coming from behind the black curtain is Santino Marella. Santino isn’t wearing his usual get up, but rather a just a black t-shirt, blue jeans, boots and a pair of dark sunglasses. He is also carrying a black cloth draw string bag over his shoulder, which doesn’t seem to be extremely heavy by any means. Santino stops at the top of the stage and stares out at the crowd who continue to boo him and continue to scream ‘you suck’ at him. Santino just smirks at the crowd before continuing his way down the aisle way.
Taz: I wonder if he’s going to explain to us what he did last week in the main event?
Cole: He owes us nothing less than an explanation for his actions last week.
Booker T: Yo man I don’t dig Wade Barrett, but what Santino did just isn’t like him dawg. He turned on his fans and that’s not cool man.
Santino makes his way to the ring steps, getting a couple steps up before turning to a fan who is screaming at him. Santino looks at the fan in the front row, turns and walks back down the steel steps and up to the fan. Santino takes his sunglasses off and gets within an inch of the fan’s face, almost nose to nose. Santino just stands there face to face with this fan as the fan yells at him, not making a sound or moving in the slightest. Arena security finally makes it to the fan and pulls him away as he continues to scream and laugh at Santino. Santino puts his sunglasses back on and turned back to the ring, tossing the black bag to the center of the ring just before stepping into the squared circle. He’s handed a microphone as he stands in the center of the ring facing the camera.
Cole: This ought to be good.
The music stops and the crowd goes silent as Santino pulls the microphone to his lips.
Santino: First things first, I owe nobody an explanation for what I did last week. Not you, not you, not you, and certainly not Wade Barrett.
Santino points out to a few fans in the crowd as he says ‘not you’ which is followed by ruckus boos.
Santino: Secondly I’m tired of being the punching bag of this company and tired of being a laughing stock to you fans. Also I’m tired of talking like this.
Santino has been talking in his foreign accent, but clears his throat and begins talking in his natural voice.
Santino: Do you people understand how annoying it is to talk like that? Do you people understand how annoying it is to pander to you morons? I’m done with it. I’m done walking through an air port with people screaming at me to do the ‘cobra’ or take a picture of you and your stupid kids with another wrestler or sign an autograph on a TCW program, that I’m not even featured on. Do you realize how insulting that is? I have been acting like a fool for you people to get that pop from the crowd, to put that smile on a kids face, but what has it ever gotten me? I was the Television Champion for a couple months and I was never booked on the shows or even house shows. How can the Television Champion not be put on Television?
Santino lowers the microphone due to the enormous crowd response of ‘you suck’. Santino just smirks at the audience before bringing the microphone back up.
Santino: I suck, but all of you have bought and paid for a ticket to watch me speak. So why don’t all of you pipe down and listen to what I have to say.
Cole: Oh what a jerk!
Taz: What happened to Santino guys?
Santino: You guys think what I did last week was so horrible? Wade Barrett is a jackass that treats you people like shit and yet here you are feeling sorry for him because I gave him everything he deserved. I gave Cesaro the chair and I left my partner to be destroyed and he deserved every bit of it.
The crowd boos him more and all Santino can do is laugh. The crowd is booing someone who would have been cheered two weeks ago if he would have done the same thing.
Santino: You people are helpless and I’m glad I will never be acting the way I did before to please you. In fact…
Santino reaches down and grabs the black drawstring bag and opens it up. He pulls out a T-Shirt, one of his old ones that has the ‘Foreign Exchange’ emblem on it and holds it up for everyone to see. Santino then motions for a stage hand to bring him something.
Santino: The trashcan you moron, bring it here.
The stagehand brings a steel garbage can into the ring and places it next to Santino and scurries off. Santino holds the T-Shirt up again, but this time over the garbage can. Santino drops it out of his hand right into the can.
Santino: This is garbage just like all of you people. Want to know what else is garbage?
Santino reaches into the bag again and pulls out his old blue wrestling attire. He holds it up over the garbage can and drops it in like he did with his old t-shirt. Santino reaches into the bag again and grabs a hold of something and slowly pulls it out of the bag. It’s the Cobra. Santino stares at it, almost with a look of regret for what he is about to do, but quickly snaps out of it.
Santino: This…. This is the bane of my existence. This is the worst offense that I have committed. I put a sock puppet on my hand to entertain you heathens. No more will I stoop so low as to try and impress you people. All of that stops now.
Santino holds the Cobra over the garbage can and the fans are chanting “please don’t go” at the puppet, but Santino doesn’t care and drops it in. Santino isn’t done yet though as he reaches into the bag and pulls out two items, a book of matches and lighter fluid. Santino begins pouring the lighter fluid all over the items in the garbage can as he addresses the fans again.
Santino: This is the end of the Santino that you all knew and this is the beginning of a new competitor.
Santino empties the entire canister of fluid into the can and then just drops the canister into the can. He brings out the matches again and lights one of the sticks and then using the lit match he lights the rest of the book on fire. Santino drops the match book into the can and a huge fire erupts out of it.
Santino: Out of the ashes of a great fire a phoenix is born and rises to great power.
Santino drops the microphone and just stares at the fire shooting out of the can as TCW cuts out to a commercial break.
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Feb 11, 13 at 5:50pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Mr. Kennedy and The Agent
Backstage somewhere, Mr. Kennedy talks with someone on the telephone and he appears very distraught. He speaks with a hoarse voice as if he has been yelling for hours and he clenches his fist in frustration.
"Okay, listen to me. I know I'm just a wrestler and those guys don't like hiring those like myself, but hear me out. I would be great for this movie, much better than someone like The Rock. Do you really want someone who would rather put on a pink dress and butterfly wings for this action movie over someone like MIIISTEEEEER KEEENEEDYYYY? I've beaten countless wrestlers in my career and at this moment I am the TCW Television Champion. I have conquered the small screen and I have the title to prove it. If I were to be in this film, just think about what it would do for my--for your career. You would be the agent who got that awesome wrestler from TCW in the greatest movie ever made, merely because I appeared in it. Just think..."
It appears that Kennedy is very unhappy with his newly acquired agent.
"I...Not good enough? No credentials? Do you know who you're speaking to? MIIISTEEEEER KEEENEEDYYYY that's who! Oh sure, I'd bet you'd love to have The Rock in that movie. Listen to me when I say this: The Rock cannot act. He could never act. The best acting he did was when he acted like he cared for wrestling fans around the world when he came back a few years ago. He didn't come back to wrestling because he loved it or he wanted to impress the new generation of fans. He came back because he couldn't get a paycheck in Hollywood. Now he's in TCW as some sad excuse for a has-been wrestler. He is nobody...oh. You really think he could beat me tonight? You really think that craptastic wrestler could beat the TCW Television Champion? Well, you're no longer my talent agent. You're fired, and I hope you look back on this day and regret it, knowing it was the day you became hated by the greatest wrestler whoever lived."
Kennedy throws the phone into the wall in disgust, breaking it into several pieces, and stomps out of shot.
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Feb 11, 13 at 9:20pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Daniel Bryan steps out of the locker room. Daniel Bryan walks down the corridor as he prepares for his match. It was going to be huge. Daniel Bryan had some of the greatest superstars in TCW as his tag team partners. Todd Grisham out of no where comes up and shoves a microphone in Bryan's face.
Todd Grisham: Daniel, Daniel, can I get some words on your big 6 man match.
Daniel Bryan: Obviously I have people in my corner so I have a good chance of winning. As we know, in Elimination matches, its not just one persons fault if they get pinned. Everyone is in the same boat and its all even.
Todd Grisham: Can I get some words on Cody Rhodes?
Daniel Bryan:.......All I can say is......his not my biggest fan. No, i really hate Cody Rhodes. Tonight I'm going to personally eliminate him and makes a statement.
With that, Daniel Bryan continue walking down the hallway.
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Feb 11, 13 at 11:30pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Drew's Big Moment
It was a cold winters night as The Sinister Scotsman arrived at Warzone. He knew everything boiled down to this night. This was night he trained for. The blood. The sweat. The tears. The heartache. All he had to do was win tonight to have a place on the roster.
Drew walked slowly to the locker room and threw his Nike bag in the corner and sat down. He went over in his head all that had happened before. Being the chosen one. Being in 3MB. Being noticed. He knew this was his chance and he had to take it. He started talking to himself under his breath
Drew: nobody has seen the side of me I'm going to unleash tonight. Nobody believes I'm a monster. A cold blooded warrior. I'm going to show them. I'm going to show all those who doubted me!!
Drew gets to his feet. Looks coldly at himself in the mirror. He headbutts the mirror smashing it to pieces. He hears his theme song broken dreams being played and he takes one final deep breathe and he makes his way out towards the curtain
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