Male Guantlet For The Gold

[Jay]

Deadlines:

Pacific: Sunday - 10 P.M.
Mountain: Sunday - 11 P.M.
Central: Sunday/Monday - Midnight
Eastern: Monday 1 A.M.
U.K.: Monday 6 A.M.

RolePlay Limit: 4 RPs

RPs Must be 4 Hrs Apart on DL Day

Any Male not booked at Summer Slam - Winner gets a TV or Pure Title Shot(deppending on their brand)

[Brad]

Just six days away from the biggest event of the summer and what some are saying will be the absolute best show in EWE history with two unmissable title matches at the top of the card. The matches are set, the participants all know what they have to do and who they have to beat, and even those not booked to be on the main show will be in a gauntlet for the gold match, with the winner getting at shot at a title on their respective show.

Trixy is backstage with a microphone stood next to, "The Timekeeper," Alex Stone who today dons a tracksuit, showing that he does not conform to stereotypes.

Trixy: Alex Stone, earlier on you did exactly what you said you would, put out the fire that had been lit under Alex Shelly and you went on to win your first match on Monday Night Chaos. This coming Sunday you have the opportunity to enter the gauntlet for the gold match where you will have the chance to get a shot at the EWE Television Championship.

Alex Stone: First off I want to say congratulations to Alex Shelly, next time I see you buddy I'm going to give you an award, an award for being the biggest loser in the history of the EWE. I don't mean to cuss at you or anything, but if you're going to rip on me then I'll do it back, so watch your damn mouth.

Alex wipes his lips with his right hand and then continues.

Alex Stone: As for the Gauntlet for the gold, you know I'm gonna be there because it's competition that I want so I'm hoping that there are a tonne of guys in this match so that I can beat the crap out of every single one of em and prove that I'm the best there is in this entire company down at the lower end of the card. Then once I win the the match and go on to win the title I'll start movin' on up in the world and before you know it, I'll be your new world champion.

Trixy: You're certainly setting yourself a high target, how sure are you that you will be able to attain it?

Alex Stone: It's quite simple Trixy. I'm keeping time on everybody's status here in the EWE. Right now Law has got a long time to go, he's going to be sitting pretty for a while up there on his pedastal while I'm paying my dues, and once they're all paid off, well, that's when we give him an hour glass. The sand will slowly start to trickle down into the bottom compartment, and if I want it to go faster then I'll drill a bigger hole so that the sand falls through faster. Then I'll get fed up waiting for the sand to finish and I'll just smash the damn thing and it'll all be over, Law's title reign will be over, and Alex Stone will be on top of the mountain.

Alex covers his mouth as he swallows hard, and then returns to look at the camera with the same serious expression he had before.

Alex Stone: But like I said, Law's got a long time to go yet, so I'll leave him alone, but there are plenty of people in the EWE who I've set up hour glasses for, Alex Shelly's hour glass got smashed earlier today when I beat his ass with a shooting star press, you know how I said one big, high risk move can be worth it? Well I proved that didn't I. Anyway, to all of the people who are going to be in the gauntlet for the gold match, your hour glasses are running, and they're scheduled to run out next Sunday night, right before SummerSlam goes on air. And while I'm at it, I'll do the same with Chris Steel as well, because it's your title I'm going to be takin' in just a short while.

Trixy: So as far as you're concerned, there is only going to be one winner in the gauntlet for the gold match?

Alex Stone: Of course that's going to be the only outcome, hell, I could be the only participant. If that's the case then I'm not happy. because even though I'm in a pretty good mood right now, I've always got time for bashing someones face in, so lets get as many people in this match as we possibly can. The clock is tickin' and Chris Steel's time as the TV Champion is running out. Alex Stone's time however, is only just beginning.

[The Forsaken]

OOC: Yes I have brought Back Colt since I am tearing it up on Chaos I am now going to do the same on Xplosion

The scene begins backstage Colt is sitting at a desk in the backdrop there is a sign that says Good Times and Great Memorys.

CCC: Hello Fans remember me its your old pal Classic Colt Cabana. I am back my good buddy my pal Chris Steel was able to talk the extremely Rich Prince Nana to sign me to The Embassy. I will be joining the undafeated Monster Abyss on the Xplosion brand. Also thanks to Alex Shelly losing and getting his untalented ass fire. It was a easy choice for Prince to hire yours truely. Hey Alex thanks for sucking so much I am really greatful for your crappiness man. Any way lets get to business I have a great show for you tonight. My guest is fellow Embassy member Prince Nana. Also a special look on my first match back at Summerslam a Gaunlet for the gold match. But before we get to that we have a commercial break.

Commercial for Summerslam,Hotpockets and K Dawgs new commercial for Viagra.

CCC: Welcome back now let me introduce you to our guest of the evening Prince Nana.

Prince Nana comes on and sits down.

CCC: Prince Nana welcome to Good Times Great Memorys.

PN: Thanks for having me Colt.

CCC: Ok lets start with the Alex Shelly deal?

PN: Its simple he is fired from the Embassy he just couldnt cut it.

CCC: Is it true he isn't living up to the deal he made before his match with Alex Stone?

PN: Even though he said he would quit EWE if he lost to Alex Stone. There is word going around he will be in the Gaunlet for the Gold at Summerslam.

CCC: The same match I am in?

PN: That is right Colt.

CCC: Well Prince Nana let me make this promise to you I will elimanate Alex Shelly at Summerslam.

PN: I am sure unlike Alex you can keep your promises.After all Chris Steel did recomend you.

CCC: That he did now since you have trimmed the fat of The Embassy what are your goals.

PN: Well on Chaos I want Chris to continue tearing up the TV Title Divishion as champ,Daziee&Lilly to rule the womens divishion and for Jimmy to live up to his full potential.

CCC: He might just do that at Summerslam against my pal Chris.

PN: He could him vs Chris Steel Teacher vs Student I actual see that match stealing the show.

CCC: What about the Xplosion Embassy members.

PN: I see Abyss as a future World Champ he is so far undafeated and I see him staying that way for a good while. Why I want to to win the Gaunlet and get yourself the Pure title match.

CCC: Don't need to worry about that The Pure Title is as good as mine! Prince I am happy you could stop by.

PN: Anytime.

CCC: When we come back from Commercial we will have a look at my match and some potential opponents of mine.

Commercials for EWE The Board Game,The best of Chris Steel DVD

CCC: Welcome back folks for our final segment tonight. A look at my match at Summerslam The Gaunlet for the Gold. Now it will feature Chaos and Xplosion wrestlers in it. If a Chaos star wins it they face the Tv Champ if a Xplosion star wins it they get a Pure Title match. I am just going to run down a list of potential particapents in this match. Alex Stone is a sure one he already did a promo for it. I see this guy as a threat he is a tough guy. Alex Shelly he hasn't won a match yet and I dont see him starting at Summerslam.Killjoy HAHAHAHA we have a better chance of Jesus coming back to Earth then seeing this guy win. MNM AKA Chris Steel's whipping boys my Pal Chris have turned this to chumps into his bitchs. Bobby Lashley he is unlikely ever since he lost to Abyss he has been unheard from. Chris Randall same as Lashley. Those are just some of the names of people I could be facing at Summerslam. Well folks we are out of time tonight. I will be back soon with another great episode of Good Times and Great Memorys.

Fade to black.

[finlay]

Not my best by far, just did it for a little bit of fun. Thanks luke for the layout mate lol.

Enjoy

www.geocities.com/lukerzpayne/finlay/ewe001.html

[Johnny"Syco"Devine]

Scene starts in the boiler room. Killjoy is sitting on the floor rocking back and forth. In his hand is his precious barbwire bat.

Killjoy:Hello kiddies its your old pal Killjoy. I will be dbuting at the preshow for Summerslam in a battle royal. So far we know Alex Stone,Colt Cabana and Finlay are in this match. All tough in there own right. But not as tough as me. I will kill those four poor souls to ge the prize that goes to the winner of this match. So everyone in this match prepair to DIE!!!!!!!!!

Killjoy then rakes the barbwire bat on his own forhead busting himself open.

[justinvincible]

scene opens to the ariel view on a huge jungle or forest area then it flashes to a group of 6 people of various ethnic races and all are carrying hunting gear, it is 4 men and 2 very hot ass women. they are standing in a open area and a man appears from the darkness of the jungle and begins to speak...


Man:" Let the hunt begin!! if you kill it or him or whatever it is the 1 million dollars will be all yours and if you die....well you die.


a voice over comes on and begins talking as it shows various highlights of the movie, highlights of the 6 people running thru the jungle, shooting their weapons uselessly as some kinda beast or man beast terrorizes them


Voice over:" Just when you thought the summer blockbusters were over, think again. On August 21st 6 of the greatest hunters in the world will go deep into the jungles of Cambodia to kill the most notorious creature ever seen but will the hunters become.....the hunted???"


Starts showing little clips or highlights of none other than Justin Vincible (who plays the part of the monster) killing some of them then it shows one of the females on one knee in the middle of a wooded area, loading some ammo when out of the darkness comes Justin Vincible carrying a huge knife and brings the blade down viciously at her then of course the screen goes to black.

voice over:" August 21st their lives will never be the same again.....angelina jolie, omar epps, antonio banderas, kajjar emir, uma thurman, colin ferrell....and introducing EWE Wrestling star Justin Vincible........star in...THE HUNT FOR BUCCO."

shot then opens to a HUGE Hollywood premier theatre and all the glitz and glamor of it. the camera pans some and starts showing lil clips of the stars of the movie arriving in style as well as other actors just showing up to get their faces shown. then all you hear is some yelling and people running as a MIlitary Issued Humvee rolls up to the red carpet. Justin Vincible is standing up out of the gun turret with his stickhead (severed Iraqi womans head on a stick) Gertrude mounted up there with him. Linz is driving and Stormfront is in the passneger seat. they come to a stop and JV quickly hops down from the gun turret wearing just regular street clothes and showing off his "I eat more pussy than cervical cancer" T-shirt. He takes Gertrude and carries her with him posing with Storm and Linz who are now standing beside him. The rest of the SA are out getting drunk or getting fucked or fighting. They stroll down the red carpet walking behind JV, letting him live up his moment of glory as the does lude and crude poses at all the seemingly millions of cameras going off at him. He finally gets to the end of the red carpet and sees the co stars to the film standing there smiling and waving at him and giving him fake friendly nods cause they hate JV just as much as the ewe wrestling fans do. finally a reporter gets brave enough to interview him.


Jenni carley:" Hi I am Jenni Carley from access hollywood. wow just wow very unothodox stroll down the red carpet with all the vulgar gestures but everyone has their own style and in this film I hear your style is like your life in wrestling...crazy, sadistic and SINISTER!!! How was your time on the set?"


JV:" MY time on the set fucking sucked, long hours and so many lines to get down and I am not talking about script lines I am talking bout coke lines if you get my drift and all those fucking little cock stains there *points to the rest of the co-stars* bitched and moaned about stupid shit all the time I though antoinio was cool before I met the little bitch i mean wasn't he a fucking badd ass mexican killer with a guitar gun in those movies he made? but all he did was bitch about how I was being too rough in the fight scenes haha I am glad I killed him in the moive, wish I could in real life. but yeah I ddi have fun with jolie, fucked the shit outta her a few times, bitch has meat curtains but hell I'll fuck anything."


Jenni:" oh...my...GOD I can not beleive you just talked smack about your co stars. I mean I have never heard of things like this on the red carpet"


camera gets some shots of the co stars giving JV a disgusted look before entering the building to get seated


JV:" yeah well shit happens bitch, if I had my way this red carpet would be red from the blood of all these fucks blinding me with their fuckin cameras!!! Now get the fuck out my way so we can go and see my superb acting skills which consist of killing the shit outta people and I actually have a few lines in the film so listen for it. "


scene cuts to about 25 mins into the movie, it is the part where Justin Vincible makes his first apperance on screen and of course when it happens JV himself jumps up outta his seat while Storm and Linz turn on these bright ass hand held spotlights and shine them on JV as he jumps up and down excited yelling "THATS ME THATS ME". they then shine them in the eyes of the people attending and some begin to complain. a Movie critic happens to be sitting nearby and utters soemthing bad about the movie which causes JV to snap. He yanks the guy up and headbuts him 4 times, busting the mans face open badly then chokeslams him on the theatre floor. all 3 SA members are bored now and all leave, knowing the outcome of the movie already seeing that JV is one of the stars.


scene two....download


scene opens to Gloria Stevens who is another reporter on access hollywood. she is backstage at Download and all you see behind her is the movie poster of JV's movie and of course she is standing there. then the camera pans over a little more to the left and sitting there in a actors chair is none other than Justin Vincible, he is wearing big ass sunglasses in the shapes of two stars and they have blinking lights on them and he has a cup of cocaine cappuchino, he takes a sip of it and quivers his body and looks up at GS.


GS:" Hello Download fans I am Gloria Stevens from access hollywood I am a special interviewer here on this program to interview Justin Vincible because in his words no ewe interviewer is worth his time. so even though I have limited wrestling knowlegde I will try my best. Ok so here we go Mr Vincible. It has been rumored that you are entering the Battle royal for the Gold match, what are your thoughts on that? "


JV just sits there and snaps his fingers, in doing so a man appears at his side dressed exactly like JV even looks like JV. the man holds up a sign that reads "JV's stunt man" and begins to speak as the real JV holds in a bit of laughter then begins to mumbles to the stunt man what he wants the stunt man to say


JV(stunt man as JV):" Well lets see here, in the battle royal we have god damn time keepers who claims to own the biggest clock in the world...hey clockman WHO GIVES A FUCK?? so what, you can keep time big deal, the only thing you need to worry about in the intrest of timing is how long..or should I say how QUICKLY I will beat the shitness out of you, I bet I do it in record time you chew ball headed lookin mutha fucka. oh hey look at the time, it is time to get to another person, someone more worthy of my time and that person is Colt Cabana or Cock staaain Cabana *kinda pauses in disgust* what the fuck kinda person hangs with a fruit booty named prince NANA??? Jesus chirst this place is fucked up you got people naming themselves colors and animals and mixing colors with animals. But about the Embassy in general, ran into some of them before, I wasn't too impressed, I have seen better rasslin' in 8 yr old retarts than any one of those 'hey I am in a stable so I must be cool' lil bitches in the Embassy and what the fuck guys? you are called the Embassy and you don't even have a fuckin building? no HQ? No damn flag to fly, you are bout as worthless as a jar of shit. so princesa nana you can see Chris' match steling the show at Summer slam? well guess what? I can see myself KILLING THE SHIT OUT OF YOU AND YOUR EMBASSY CUM GUZZLING CHEESE EATING DICK MONKEYS!!!

and by the fucking way, why the fuck was I not put into a match on Summerslam? I beat the living shit out of Cris 'blue lagoon' ceno and this is what I get? A slap in the face? aight I se how it is well guess what, at Summer slam I am going to make a big BIG impact for the Sinister Alliance. Guess I am gonna hafta go and beat the piss out of James Ceno too maybe even the whole Ceno bunch but fine so be it. now as for the rest of the battle royal members, FinGAY we will have us a war, your the only one worth a damn in this match so far and killjoy...actually killjoy your kinda cool but coolness doesn't get you shit in this world so just show up, get beat up and leave, earn your paycheck and go home because thats all I see in your career, just give it up now bro. so I guess I am done with this rant on clockwatchers, cocksucker cabanas, killjoys and finGAYS so its time for you *points to GS* to...KISS THE RING, BITCH!!!"

The real JV gets up and places his hand at GS face and she kisses the ring on his finger then JV laughs and pats his stunt double on the back but then blindsides him with a vicious headbutt then mudhole stomps him while he is on the ground. JV soon stops and yells down '"I DO MY OWN STUNTS ANYWAYS JIGABOO BITCH"!!! he then looks into the camera, pulls off the shades so you can see his evil sadistic SINISTER eyes but he says nothing, just stares then slowly does the cut throat gesture as the scene fades to black.

[The Forsaken]

Scene starts in the arena. Colt Cabanas music starts to play the fans go nuts as Colt being accompanied by Prince Nana haeds down to the ring.

CCC: Prince can you beleave some of the off the walk people in this match with me?

PN:None of them is Embassy worthy well maybe Finlay.

CCC: I have seen Finlay before he is one tough irish basterd I will give him that much. But he is no Colt Cabana.

PN: No he isn't.

CCC: Now we have some more guys announced for the match. Killjoy man your interview skills are off the chart they have to be the worst I have ever seen. In matter of fact a Monkey high on ice would be more entertaining then you.

PN: Killjoy sucks!

Fans: Killjoy Sucks...Killjoy Sucks...

CCC: Now we also have Mr Insult Just A Pussy.

Fans:JUST A PUSSY....JUST A PUSSY....

CCC:See I to can turn peoples name into insults aginst them Justin. You really need to take some anger management classes Justin you just are full of hate and insults.

PN: Indeed he is he needs to borrow some of Daziee Haze's stash.

CCC: Indeed he does. Justin word of advice those who insult are indeed scaried and weak inside. So With most of the insults in your interview Justin pointed toward the Embassy. Does that mean you Fear us Justin if so you are a smart man.

PN: HAHA Indeed Justin Credable whoops I mean Vincable HAHA. You should fear us day by day we grow stronger. Pretty soon The Embassy will be running EWE both Chaos and Xplosion will be under our control!

CCC:Finally we come to Alex Stone now Alex control time all you want. Fast Forward Rewind doesn't matter the outcome will be the same. ME kicking your ass and throwing you over the top rope.

Nana&Colt leave the ring.

OOC: Shorter then my last RP but I am in bit of a rush I have things to do today.

[matbedore]

Jonathan Steele sitting at their announce table debating about summerslam.

Jonathan Steele:
Welcome back ladies and gentlemen! Now incase you just tuned in tonight is all about one thing and that is the upcoming pay per view SummerSlam! The biggest party of the summer!

Tazz:
You got that right Johnny! Both shows are putting on the best of thes best and some are even being put against eachother to see which show is better. Like Chaos's K~Dawg will go up against Xplosion's Benji or Chaos's HHH will go up against Xplosion's Edge. Sunday will be a big night for all superstars on both rosters and I can promise you that its going to make a break careers on all levels.

Jonathan Steele:
Of course im going to be cheering for all our Chaos boys and girls out there when they go against any Xplosion's wrestlers because we have to represent of course. But Chaos doesnt even need our suppost since the main event is a Chaos Match for the eWe Championship. Law goes head to head against Eighteen in a match that will bring both opponents to their knees and in their own blood. I'll probably be drooling over this match the whole time.

Tazz:
I got my money on LAW in this match! Eighteen may want that title but LAW is the champ for a reason and that belt has grown on him just a little to much and I dontt hink he is ready to be parted with it just yet.

Suddenly Stone Cold Steve Austin's music blasts on the EWE sound system and his video plays over the screen. The crowd jumps to their feet in excitment waiting to see the rattlesnake himself in the EWE. 30 seconds goes by but the crowd still cheers just as much as when they started. Suddenly Jason Scott walks out from behind the curtain with a discuted look on his face. The cheers quickly turns into raving hate chants for the young superstar. Jason Scott starts to laugh as he walks down to the ramp. As he walks down the ramp a fan puts his hand out to touch him but Jason quickly rasises his hand in a backslap motion sending the crowd member shooting back in fear of getting bitchslapped. Jason rolls into the ring and gets a stagehand to throw a microphone in his direction.

Jason Scott:
You people make me sick to my stomach you know that? That was the saddest show ive ever seen in my life! As soon as that music hit all you people starting raving and chanting and hurting your throats for what? A texan who beats up all men, most women and some horses. Yet you boo people like me who are obviously a million times a better person then that type of redneck. Look at you all. I tested you all and you all failed horribly! Every week I come out here and you make yourselves look hundreds of times more stupid then when I first came out here.

Jason begins to walk around the ring looking at the crowd boo him.

Jason Scott:
Your lucky the boss has warned me about kicking the fan's asses or i'd kick the shit out of all of you right here right now. Speaking of that! There are rules now because ive been known to just attack randomly for no reason even though there is always a reason but they never agree with them. The rule is, Im only allowed to attack if someone attacks me first. So you know what that means right? If anyone feels the need to want to shut me up, then please, get in my way and start something.

Jason Scott walks around the ring some more waiting for a crowd member to do something but as he looks at them everyone has their hands raised but no one wants to go forward.

Jason Scott:
Pathetic, all of you raise your hands but does anyone actually come forward? of course not. Oh well your no longer worth anymore of my time tonight because I actually have more important things to talk about then idiots like you. Like Summerslam! Im very happy that I have a match at the pay per view this sunday! Oh wait... I wasnt given one... May I ask why? Oh wait! I know that to! Because they are god damn afraid to put me on the card! Sure when im on Chaos me breaking people in half just makes rating and your happy but when it comes to the big time they dont want violence! They want people dancing around the ring doing fancy moves that make you pathetic excuse for humans buy the ppv. It really does piss me off though, I even made it known last week that I was really looking foward to summerslam and needed a match on the card but they ignored me and gave me some stupid battle royal for a shot at title. Whats that battle royal for I wonder? Oh yeah! Just to give the nobodies something to god damn do! You mean to tell that you think im at the same level as these anti-wrestlers? Well I hope you thought it through enough to realize that all im going to do is cost you money by breaking these poor specs in two.

Jason walks over to the ropes and leans on them facing towards the left side of the crowd. Then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper. The camera zooms in and it shows the list of match.

Jason Scott:
Lets see... Lets see who EWE thinks is better then me. Oh god this one upsets me, Abyss... Why would EWE do this? They gave Abyss a match.. Oh my goodness hes undefeated? Put him in a match against me and ill make him undetermined that he is still alive! OH MY GOODNESS! Who in the bleeding hell is this? Benji Homan? Is that the guy who wears makeup? I repeat myself. Guy who wears makeup... Geez guy, what can I say that you havent already heard? If you want to dress up like that darlin then go join the Suicide Girls clam and wear as much makeup as you want you fucking woman and leave the fighting to the men. Geez K~Dawg will probably end up having his way with you in the ring in mistake that you are a girl.

Jason Scott looks back at the paper and starts to laugh.

Jason Scott:
God help us! Jimmy Rave has a TV Title shot! Has EWE lost so much respect for that title that they would give it to a man who could hardly could a 13 year old female hooker's ass then Chris Steel's? Really im at a cross road for who I want to win because with Chris Steel at least I get a fight. But if Jimmy Rave actually manages to pull it off then Im still happy because not only would I get to take his title, but I would get to take his career out from underneath him.

Jason looks back at the sheet of paper.

Jason Scott:
Fine im sure your all getting bored of me talking about the losers on the list because im sure you all agree with me. So insted of looking for the worst, im going to actually talk about the best. And by that I mean the two main event matches first the Xplosion brand. Lewis defends against Rikku and Cameron. See this is amtch that I would understand leaving me out of the card for. Personaly I would like to see Rikku walk out with the win but who am I to give a shit? They could all be crushed in a giant bull rush from mexico since they are on Xplosion. Now the real main event would be Law defending against Eighteen. LAW better god damn win this match. He is probably the only person on this roster that I have respect for and thats hard to come by when it comes to me. Suprisingly im a LAW fan so of course I would love to see him defend.

Jason looks at the paper. Looks around a little bit then crumples it and throws it on the ground. He then makes a thinking face.

Jason Scott:
Fuck it, You people have accomplished in boring me into leaving.

Jason then throws the microphone into the crowd. Jason rolls out of the ring and leaves the arena section to the backstage area. The camera fades on the crowd diving over the microphone trying to get a hold of it.

[justinvincible]

The show comes back on from commercial and of course Kenny and Jimmy are at the announce table jaw jacking like usual but before they can really get going "Anywhere I roam" By Metallica blasts and the fans erupt into deafenind hate filled boo's that shake the whole arena, just massive massive hate as Justin Vincible arrogantly strolls out with a phat ass philly blunt hanging and a 40 oz in his right hand. His stickhead Gertrude is strapped to his back as usual in mad max style. He just stands there for a moment wearing the usual pair of jeans, black combat boots and a T-shirt that reads "Ceno's mom got shot twice...once in the head and one in the cooter" and has a graphic illustration of JV shooting a load of cum into Patricia Ceno's pussy as she lays in her hospital bed with a bullet in her head. JV is loving the hate being thrown at him as he walks down the ramp as the ring annoucners yacking


Yellow:" Look at him! Just look at him, how can someone do what he and the rest of the Sinister Alliance do to Patricia Ceno last week? How? She is in a coma and they go and brutally assault her and almost kill her. How does this man live with himself? "


Jimmy:" Who knows but I am not about to ask him. Every member of the Sinister Alliance is crazy as hell but Justin Vincible is the most crazy by far, just a sick sick bastard. I still can't beleive he is allowed to carry around that stickhead. so gross. GOD..is he dancing with it??"


Scene cuts back to JV almost down the ramp completely and has taken his stickhead gertrude off his back and is slow dancing with her to his entrace song which is hard to do cause it isure as hell ain't a slow dance song. JV then kisses Gertrude and puts it down at the ringpost and puts out his blunt on a fans head and tosses the 40 into the crowd But instead of getting in the ring he goes around the ring and snatches a mic...


JV:" You know, I couldn't help but laugh when I heard Jason Scott come out here and make excuses about why he can't attack fans and yadda yadda fuckin yadda so Jason, seeing that I have lots of respect for you, I am going to do what you don't have the balls to do becuase it is now apparent you FEAR the fans!!!"


suddenly JV pulls a random fan over the barracades, the fan is a man that looks to be in his mid 50's. JV headbutts the poor guy several times then holds him up in a choke hold with one hand and notcies the mans teeth are all filled with cavities and stuff so JV keeps him in the choke while using the other hand to talk with the mic.


JV:" you know, I think you might be a member of the Embassy cause you have so many cavities in your teeth that everytime you smile it looks like you got a mouth full of dice you limp dicked mutha fucka just like the embassy the whole lot fo them bitches, you embassy fuckers are everywhere yet are completely worthless *drops the guy and walks away still talking* Cabana cock sucker you being allied with the embassy and a prince who looks and acts more like a limp wristed princess nana has already guarnteed your loss in this match come on Princess Nana boo boo, how do you expect to take over xplosion and chaos when y'all in your strongest force couldn't take over a 1st grade recess on the playground!!!! And you wanna try to win the battle royal? Look, heres the deal, just like the ole saying goes...just come to the ring, lay down and wait for me to stand over you in victory cause either way thats whats gonna happen, so you can do it with or without your fucking head cause if you make me waste my time beating the shit outta you I am gonna not only beat you I will then cut off your fucking head Cabana boy so wake the fuck up and it really doesn't matter what name you call me...Justin Vincible or Justin Credible or just justin, it all equals to me beating the piss and shit out of y'all so come time to go don't show so I can put my time and enery into beating up worthy opponets like finlay and jason scott."

fans starts drowning him out with boo's as he just paces with a smirk on his face.

Kenny:" talk about someone being in a foul mood he takes the damn cake"

Jimmy:" thats true, I got your back on that one."

as JV paces he sees a sign that reads "JV+movie acting=SUCK-sess. of course JV gets pissed and stand on the middle buckle looking out into the crowd.

JV:" you better rip up that sign bitch before I rip you a neww asshole. I don't give two quick shits out of a fat babys ass if you like my acting I did take acting lessons from our Sinister Alliance enforcer Chuck Norris and most of y'all haven't even seen the damn movie cause y'all hate me so much but fine fuck it boo all you want....hate me because I am more talented than any of you fucksticks ever hope to be. so don't fucking judge my acting!!!!! go see my movie first!!! anyways fuck it and fuck all of you I am getting off track here.

I need to inform the briddlebreaker Jason scott of a few things so listen the fuck up. aign jason, I see only you and maybe finlay as the only competition in this match so I am pretty sure it will be me and you for the chance to go for the pure title so you need to stop thinking out jimmy rave...cris steel...Law's over rated fake ass....eighteen....we all know the run down of the summerslam card so shut the fuck up about that shit unless you wanna be the next taz, you know the ex bad ass who is now a lil bitch at a table. Jason, you beat me on chaos, granted I was not able to even compete in the match so you won by forfeit cause good ole vinnie mac changed my flight and shit BUT the fact is you won and I am fucking pissed now so watch your back....actually you dont need to watch your back cause we in the SA fuck people up face to face. the only possible way either of us can lose in this thing is if we both let our guard down from laughing so much at the other lil fightin' faries they are actually letting into the ring with us so bottom line I will be looking for you in the royal.

*sighs* I am done trying to make my point to you fuckin cockstains and you fans too so fuck you all and enjoy the blood and guts I force from my opponets in the royal....oh and WATCH MY FUCKIN MOVIE ITS GOOD and if you don't watch it I will kill the shit outt you"

JV tosses down the mic and exits the ring and mocks the fans as he goes up the ramp and even rips up a few fans signs.

Kenny:" I'll be so glad when someone stops the SA!!!! I dunno who can but someone better."

Jimmy:" yeah the SA is EWE's cancer or worse, its aids!!! I dunno who can stop them..the mcmahons couldn't and no stable has been able to but your damn right someone needs to"

[Brad]

“I want my phone call, I said I want my phone God damnit!” shouts Alex Stone in pure anger as he is led away to a holding cell by two towering policemen as his hand are firmly tied behind his back. The two officers act as if they can’t hear a single word coming from the mouth of Alex Stone as they continue to drag him towards the cell to which will act as his home for the night.

The rest of the police station is relatively calm with only a few people walking around and there seems to be no commotion coming from any of the cells. Alex continues to struggle and shout but it doesn’t get him anywhere and he soon begins to rub up one of the other detainees who looks at him as he is being led away to be interviewed.

“That won’t get you anywhere man, you better behave!” says the man in a very groggy state. Whether he is drunk, or stoned or has just been given something to calm him down is something we’ll never know but Alex nearly gave him something to be remembered by as he tried to charge at him after the comment, not wanting to be told what to do or how to behave. Luckily for the man, Alex was held back by the officers and then slung into a cell nearby.

The door slammed shut on Alex as the officers walked away from the cell leaving Alex to bang on the cell door with his shoulder and shout obscenities at the guards, demanding a phone call so he can alert someone to his position. After five minutes of kicking and screaming, Alex finally gives in, realising that he’s going to be there for the rest of the night. “Man, how did I get into this mess?” Alex asks himself as he sits down on the small, hard bed that is supplied in the cell.



Four hours earlier



Alex is sitting in his apartment watching television and drinking a beer, just kicking it back on his sofa and having a quiet night in. With a can of lager in his outstretched right hand, he is lying down on the three piece sofa with his head on top of the remote, barely being able to keep his eyes open even though he has South Park on the Television at a reasonably high volume.

Suddenly there is a loud knock at the door and Alex springs up into action sitting up on the sofa and spilling some of his beer.

“Ahh, son of a bitch, man that is so fucking weak!” Alex says to himself in an accent reminiscent to Eric Cartman. Alex laughs to himself, “Damn I’ve been watching way too much South Park,” he says in his normal accent with a chuckle. He hears another knock at the door and jumps up out of his seat to his feet. “I’m coming, I’m coming, geez!” shouts Alex as he begins to move towards to the front door of his apartment. Alex gets the door and opens it quickly and standing outside are two tall men in their mid twenties, all dressed up like they are ready to hit the town.

“Dude, put some fuckin’ clothes on, Jesus Christ!” complains one of the guys as he turns his head and closes his eyes.

Alex looks down at himself and then looks back up at the two men, “What?” asks Alex seeming quite flabbergasted about this mans sudden outburst.

“What? What do you mean what? All you’ve got on is underwear!” exclaims the other guy at the door who covers his own eyes up in disgust.

Alex tuts and sighs in disappointment, “You guys really need to get more comfortable with your own sexuality you know that? If you can’t be comfortable looking at a guy who’s only wearing briefs then how the hell are you ever going to make it as wrestlers, wrestling against big, muscle-bound men in spandex who oil their body’s before matches and you will have to touch them for ten minutes or whatever to please the crowd? Or maybe you are gay and you’ll only be trying to please the guy you’re wrestling!” Alex bursts out the laughing as the two guys at the door look at him in disgust.

“Dude, that is so lame!” says the guy who spoke the first time, “anyways come on, let us in a sec so you can get changed and come out with us.”

Alex looked at him like he’d suggested that the three of them get together for a naked hot tub party sometime, “Man are you nuts? I can’t go out tonight I’ve got a big match tomorrow!” Alex was of course referring to the gauntlet for the gold match which he will be partaking in in the EWE Summerslam pre show. The two guys at the door looked at Alex like he had suggested that instead of spending an all expenses paid trip to the playboy mansion they should go bowling.

“Us nuts? Are you fucking crazy? Dude, I got a call earlier from a friend of mine; a hot, single, female friend of my mind, and she told me to get your ass out tonight because she’d seen you on TV.” He seemed very optimistic and really wanted to get Alex to go out with them, whether the story was actually true or not is another question.

“I can go out on the pull whenever I want, but not tonight, this is a big match for me and I intend to win!” Alex was being more serious about this match than any of his previous battles, this one of course was far more important with the winner getting a shot at a title.

“Dude, don’t be such a pussy, ever since you started wrestling you hardly ever come out, we go to wrestling school but we still find the time to party!” says the second guy stood at the back as he gives Alex the patented metal fingers.

“Yeah and that’s why you’ll never make it, you’re not dedicated enough to the sport,” says Alex in a very serious manner knowing exactly what he’s talking about. “And calling yourselves Greg, “The Screwdriver” Palentine and Duke, “The Dipstick” Grosse isn’t going to help your causes either.”

“But my names Greg and his name’s Duke!” exclaims Greg, (The first guy for those of you keeping score.) “I think it’s pretty funny, and so does the local promoter, he says that we’re almost ready to appear on the shows as a tag team called, “The Stupid Tools.”

Alex looked at Greg like he had just pissed on a winning lottery ticket, even though it wasn’t on fire! ““The Stupid Tools,” are you serious?

“Yeah, because I’m the screwdriver and he’s a dipstick, “The Stupid Tools!”” says Greg with as much enthusiasm as a little boy at Christmas who knows he’s getting a John Cena action figure.

“You guys are insane you know that?” asks Alex rhetorically as Greg and Duke smile in appreciation. “Come on, come on in,” says Alex very unenergetically, “I guess I can come out for a couple of hours.

Greg and Duke both shout, “Yes!” in unison as they raise their fists in the air in victory and walk into Alex’s apartment. Alex closes the door, “You can either sit down or help yourselves to a drink, I’ll go get dressed.” Alex walks into his bedroom as Duke sits down on the sofa and Greg heads into the kitchen.

“Oh sweet, South Park!” yells Duke as Greg opens the fridge, trying to find Alex’s stash of beer.

“Alex!” shouts Greg after seeing that the fridge is bare, “where’s all your God damned beer?” Greg does not seem pleased that there is no beer stocked up in Alex’s fridge, so he goes and sits down next to Duke who is already completely engrossed in the cartoon.

“Dude when are you going to grow up and watch something good?” asks Greg as Duke tries to not pay any attention to him. He continues to stare at the screen with a huge smile on his face when he replies, “Oh yeah, well what would you say was good?” “How about…” says Greg as he leans over and snatches the remote control from Duke and quickly changes channels, “The Powerpuff Girls!””

Greg couldn’t have been smiling more if Tara Reid, Hilary Duff and Elisha Cuthbert were having a play fight in hot chocolate fudge sauce and they asked him to be the in ring referee! Duke meanwhile was in such astonishment that he turned his head slower than it takes an 80 year old woman to buy lottery tickets! When he was eventually looking at Greg he looked at him like he had gone into his house at Christmas and pissed on his kids! “This is pretty fucked up right here!” exclaimed Duke as he did he his best Stan impersonation.

“Nah man, this is the shit! Look at how hot these girls are!” says Greg in a very serious tone. Duke’s expression still hasn’t changed. “You have some serious issues dude, and I’m going to move away from you right now.” Duke slowly moves as far down the sofa as he can to get away from Greg before he shouts, “Alex hurry the hell up, Greg is scaring me.”

On that note, Alex walks out of his bedroom in a pair of jeans and a white top and some shiny, black shoes. “Fo’ shizzle ma nizzle!” says Duke as a smile comes across his face from seeing that Alex is coming out with them for once.

“We ready?” asks Alex with the raise of a couple of eyebrows.

“Just one second guys, Bubbles is about to kick some serious ass, man she is so hot!” says Greg just as Duke gets to his feet. Both Alex and Duke stop dead as if they had looked straight into the eyes of Medusa.

“You seriously need to get some help!” says Alex very slowly and seriously, finding it hard to even get his words out after what he just heard.

“Or laid!” says Duke as he and Alex begin to laugh at Greg’s expense. Greg begins to laugh along with them sarcastically as he turns off the television with the remote control.

“Oh yeah, you guys are real funny, but I bet I can get more action than you two tonight!” says Greg as he stands up and looks half confident yet half nervous.

“Well that shouldn’t be hard,” replies Alex, “I’m not looking to get any action and he’s one ugly son of a bitch!” Alex and Greg start laughing quite hysterically as Duke looks quite upset.

“Fine, well you know what, screw you guys, I’m going home,” says Duke imitating Cartman once again even with the signature pointing towards the door. He starts to walk until Alex stops him.

“Wait, wait, Duke, I was only kidding.” Says Alex reassuringly, “you’re not ugly.”

“I’m not?” asks Duke sounding kind of sad.

“No, you’re just hideously disfigured,” says Alex and he and Greg laugh even harder and Duke starts to get angry and grind his teeth and squint his eyebrows.

“You know what bitches?” yells Duke ion a high pitches squeel, “you’re on, I’ll get me some action before either of you two can even get a conversation going.”

“Dude, I just told you,” says Alex, “I’m not going on the pull tonight, I’ve got a match tomorrow night and I need the energy, ok?”

“Man, you’re just scared that you’ll lose! It’ll matter even more now that you’re famous and all,” says Greg as he goes and stands next to Duke and crosses his arms in quite the authoritative manner.

“Fine, if you want a competition, you’re on!” Alex bellows as he points the finger at Greg, “But when I beat the both of you and embarrass you so much that you won’t even care about how much you get laughed at when you’re announced as The Stupid Tools when you make your debut, don’t say I didn’t tell you so because I did!” Alex would like to thank the academy as he heads towards the door. “Now lets get the hell out of here and down to a club, who wants to check out a titty bar first?” At that, both Greg and Duke rush out of the door cheering and shouting, “Me!” at the tops of their lungs.



Two hours later



Alex is standing at quite a crowded bar in a dark club on his own while Greg and Duke are out on the dance floor trying to dance with and chat up some sexy looking women. The bartender, a man in his early thirties and needing a shave leans into towards him and asks him what he wants, shouting as loud as he can to be heard over the loud, dance music.

“Just a glass of lemonade dude,” yells Alex at the top of the voice so that the bartended can hear him. Just then a girl from a little down the bar shuffles on over to him and basically leans up against him.

“You’re only drinking lemonade?” asks the girl quite surprised that Alex isn’t trying to get rat arsed, “what’s the matter with you, you should have a real drink and have some fun.”

Alex cracks and a smile and laughs, “Hey I’m having plenty of fun but I can’t drink any more tonight, I already had a couple of beers before I came out.” “Aww you’re no fun,” says the girl as she gives him a playful smack on the arm. Alex laughs once again, “I am, I’m just in training for a big match I have tomorrow; I need to be at my best.” The girl’s eyebrows pop up as she sees a possible conversation starting, but just then the bartender comes over with Alex’s lemonade.

“That’ll be two dollars,” demands the bartender as Alex can’t believe his ears. “Two dollars for a lemonade, you’re kidding!? “No I’m not,” says the bartender as he drums his fingers on the bar, “Two dollars please.” Alex hands over the two dollars but not without a look of protest and disgust at the ridiculous price of half a pint of lemonade. Alex takes a sip and turns around to face the dance floor and he sees that the girl is still stood next to him.

“So are you some sort of footballer or something?” asks the girl trying to keep things going. She had obviously had a little bit to drink with all the leaning going on but Alex didn’t mind her too much due to thinking back at some of the things he’d done in the past while drunk!



Snap to eight years ago



“Alex why is there a badger lying helpless and molested in your bed room?”

Alex’s jaw dropped like a penis on a cold day, “I don’t know mom, maybe the dog dragged him up here.

“That damn dog!”



Snap to six years ago



“Alex, why is there a lifeless fox lying on the kitchen floor looking like it has been recently molested?”

Alex’s eyes opened up like a prostitutes legs at an Anne Summers party, “I don’t know mom, maybe the dog dragged him there?”

“That damn dog!”



Snap to two months ago



“Alex, where is there a naked man tied to a cross in our back yard?”

Alex sighed in annoyance, “Because I was trying to make a human sacrifice to the fucking devil mom!”

“That damn dog! Oh wait.”



Snap back to two hours before present time



“No, I’m a wrestler,” says Alex in a very calm state, not trying to brag about his profession and trying to play it cool.

“Ooh, a Wrestler,” exclaims the girl sounding very interested and excited, I should’ve known from the size of your muscles! She squeezes his arms to feel his rock hard biceps as Alex laughs again at this tipsy girls comments.

“Oh come on my muscles aren’t that big, but it’s not all about how big or how muscular you are, it’s about how tough and how smart you are, and I’m the toughest and smartest son of a bitch in the EWE!” says Alex with a nod of the head. The girl squirms her face up as she thinks for a moment, “You know, you really should’ve talk about your mom that way, it’s not nice.”

Alex rolls his eyes wondering if this girl is drunk or just plain stupid, “So what’s your name anyways?” “Hayley, but my friends call me H, what’s your name?” enquires Hayley who finally lets go of Alex’s arm and leans back against the bar. “I’m Alex. So, do they call you H on account that your name begins with the letter H?” asks Alex as he raises his eyebrows seeming somewhat interested although he thinks he already knows the obvious answer to this question, “No,” replies Hayley, “because of the size of my H cup breasts.”

Alex now takes it upon himself to have a good look at the girl after not really paying any attention to her so far. Five foot eight, long blonde hair, slim and sultry like Jessica Simpson but with a more delicate, Sarah Michelle Geller type of face and of course, huge breasts that are bulging out of her top. Alex’s eyes pop out of his head almost as fast as his penis pops up in his pants, “Hey would you like a drink?”

“Vodka and coke please,” Hayley answers very swiftly. Alex turns around and takes a five dollar bill out of his wallet and waves it around trying to get the bartenders attention. He quickly does so and asks for a vodka and coke which he receives and pays for very promptly before handing it to Hayley and turning back around. Before he has chance to turn around, Hayley knocks the drink back in one and slams it down on the bar.

“Thanks, I needed that!” shouts Hayley very flamboyantly. “Wanna dance?” she asks with much enthusiasm, as she takes him by the hand and drags him away from the bar and into the dance floor. “Sure,” replies Alex like he had a choice in the matter.

She takes him to a spot on the floor where they have a bit of room to move and they start dancing with one another with a bit of room between them. Not getting exactly what she wants, she moves in closer to Alex and puts her arms around him. Alex continues to dance but doesn’t really respond so she takes his hands and puts them on her ass before returning her own hands onto the shoulders of Alex. They dance for a couple of minutes with Hayley being the main instigator of all the moves by far, but then when the song finishes she tells him, “I’m just going to the bathroom to freshen up.”

“Ok,” says Alex with a smile as she returns the smile before turning around and walking away very slowly and sexily. Alex watches her leave with a big smile on her face but he is shoved from behind causing him to nearly fall over. Alex stops himself and regains his balance, when he turns around there is a man standing there who is of similar age and height to Alex.

“What’s your problem?” asks Alex as the man has a very angry look on his face.

“You leave Hayley alone ok!” says the man as Alex’s face lights up thinking he’s been dancing with a girl who’s involved with another man.

“Oh man I’m sorry, is she your girlfriend?” asks Alex very apologetic.

“No, she used to be, about four years ago now, and I don’t like seeing her with assholes like you so leave her alone!” says the man who himself is a little drunk.

Alex has a bewildered look on his face, “Four years ago? Dude get over it man, it’s history!” says Alex thinking, “what a moron!”

“You better leave her alone right now or I’m gonna kick your ass!” he bellows as his face starts to get a little red through the anger and aggression.

“Dude it was four years ago,” says Alex very patronisingly, like he was talking to a child with mental difficulties, “get over it you sad, pathetic, little bastard.”

The man punches Alex straight in the mouth, busting his upper lip and sending Alex to the floor. A few people have started to gather round to see what’s going on as Alex gets up and wipes the blood away on his lip with his right hand. “You wanna see what I’ve got mother fucker?” asks Alex very seriously. The man laughs thinking that Alex won’t have anything, “Why don’t you show me,” he says feeling pretty cocky and looking to the side at one of his friends as he laughs. Just as turns his head back around the face Alex, Alex throws a hard right hand straight forward at the mans face catching him square on the jaw and knocking him down and straight out.

Alex moves forward a few steps and looks down on his fallen opponent, “Well, I guess I showed you asshole.” Alex turns around but another man throws a right hook at Alex catching him on the eyebrow and giving him a small cut just above his left eye. Alex staggers backwards and is hit with another blow from behind in the back of the head, sending him staggering back forwards. He sees that the man is about to hit him again so quickly he leans down and football tackles the man sending him straight through a table where a man and woman are sat having a drink and both of them are knocked over.

“Hey you son of a bitch!” yells the man as Alex comes crashing through the table on top of the man who had just hit him. Alex jumps up and turns around expecting the man who hit him from behind to be there and just as he thought, there he was, but before he had chance to do anything he was headbutted on the right side of his cheek and sent down onto his ass. He moves over to Alex while Alex is down but Alex springs up and football tackles this man to the ground as well. He moves up on the man and lands a couple of hard forearm shots to his face, drawing blood from his eyebrow and causing some swelling around his eye, nose and left cheekbone.

Alex stands up slowly, thinking he is in the clear but he is soon grabbed by three bouncers who pick him up and carry him through a door into the back rooms of the club. They take him into a room and drop him on the hard, tiled floor.

“Sit down on that sofa and shut up, the police’ll be here in a minute and you’re in big trouble,” says one of the bouncers. They all seem alike, all dressed the same in black suits with white tops and they all have the same bald, white, shiny heads that make the light from the bulb up above reflect into Alex’s eyes.

Alex gets up and sits on the sofa, “Guys I was just defending myself, one of those guys hit me and when I hit him back…” says Alex but he gets cut off by the same bouncer before he can explain his actions. “I said to sit down and shut up, not to sit down and fill us in on what happened.”

Alex sighs and shakes his head in irritation before one of the other bouncers speaks, “You need to save your story for the cops anyway!”

Just then the bouncer who spoke originally puts his hand to his earpiece and listens in on what he’s being told. “Ok they’re here, they’re coming in to get you right now,” says the bouncer while pointing at Alex and seeming quite happy that someone is in trouble with the law.

Thirty seconds pass and then two police officers walk through the door with hand cuffs.

“Thank you gentlemen,” says one of the cops.

“You!” aggresses the second cop, “Get up and put your hands behind your head.”

Alex stands up and turns around, “Why don’t I just put my hands down behind my back, it’ll make things easier for you,” says Alex as he puts his hands behind his back,

“Oh a wise ass eh?” says the first cop, who the puts the hand cuffs on Alex, we’ll have to make sure your nice is extra special then huh.” Alex didn’t know quite what to make of it all but he certainly didn’t like being made to walk through all of those people in hand cuffs.

Hayley, who is frantically searching for Alex, sees him being led away by the two police officers and runs over to him.

“Alex what happened?” Hayley asks sounding quite upset. Alex sighed, “An ex boyfriend of yours is what happened, he hit me so I kicked the crap out of him and his friends and then I got arrested.”

One of the cops pushes Hayley aside, “I’m sorry miss, you can’t talk to him right now, he’s under arrest. They continue to lead Alex away as Hayley stops and watches them leave, “Call me!” she shouts out before thinking about it and realising that she didn’t give him her number. Her lower lip pouts out in sadness as she puts her head down and walks back to the bar.

Just as Alex is about to be taken through the door, Greg and Duke walk past him. “Dude, what happened to you?” asks Greg seeming quite worried. “Oh nothing, I’ll just see you tomorrow,” says Alex who has now lost all faith in the night and is happily being led away by the cops. “Don’t think this means you’re getting out of the competition on who can pull first tonight!” yells Duke as he waves at Alex who can’t see due to looking the other way.

Alex is taken through the club doors and pushed into the back seat of the police car, which is parked right outside the club. The car speeds off down the road because as we all know, cops don’t give a crap about the law and will break any law they can get away with, and head towards the local police station where Alex is to spend the night.



Back to present time



“Oh yeah,” says Alex, seemingly talking to a brick wall and nothing but, “that’s how I got into this mess.” Alex stands up and punches the wall, “Son of a bitch,” he moans, “I gotta make a call so I can out of here in time for my match, but who the hell is going to pay my bail?”

Alex is left to figure out who he can call when he is finally allowed to use a phone, but he had better think of something quick because Summerslam is quite literally right around the corner!

[The Forsaken]

Scene starts back behind a club. Three guys pretty beaten up approaches Colt.

Guy 1: Hey we did what you asked.

CCC: Good here is your money.

Colt pays each of the guys $1000.

CCC: With Alex Stone in prison for asault that is one less person I have to worry about at Summerslam. Lets see him try and time travel out of this little predictument.

Colt walks off as the three guys count there money. The next day Colt is watching Fox News he is watching the O'Reily Factor.

Bill O'Reily: Today in my talking points memo. I want to talk about these so called Roll Models Pro Wrestlers. Just Last Night one of these So Called Roll Models named Alex Stone was arrested for assault. What kind of exsample does this give our kids that fighting is the answer fo everything. I dont think so. Now onto our continue 24 hour coverage of the same story over and over.

Colt turns off the tv.

CCC: HAHAHA Man I rule got Alex arrested and it made big time news HAHAHAH. Now I wonder how I can take care of the rest of my opponents at Summerslam.

The Next Scene shows Colt talking to a Hooker.

CCC: So you are HIV Infected.

Hooker:Yeah so what of it.

CCC: Ok here is a $1000 I want to you come onto this man and have unprotected sex with him.

Hooker:In other words you want me to Infect him.

CCC: Yeah.

Colt shows the hooker a picture of Justin Vincable.

CCC: Do what ever it takes to get this guy to Fuck you.

Hooker: Ok

The Hooker walks off and goes looking for her target.

CCC: HAHA Another one bites the dust. Lets see Killjoy isn't worth a sabatoge Finlay and Jason Scott are next to be taken out of Summerslam!

OOC: I should have my 4th RP up before Deadline

[justinvincible]

OOC actualy I'll RP off of Colts last RP thing, especially with the hooker hahahahah I like it yeeeeeeeeeah!!!

The SA of xplosion (JV, Linz, XXX and drew) are walking down the street looking at the trashy ass women and making a total ass of themselves when they come up to a corner and JV gets a call on his cell.

JV:" heeeeeeeeeey man hows it hangin? Hows the recovery coming along? * waits for answer* yeah good good you'll be back up and beating ass with us again soon no doubt. *pauses as the person on the other end talks some* Ooooooooh really? so ole Cocksucker colt banan bitch has a infected hooker looking for me huh? Whats does she got? Crabs? herpes? black siphilus? *pauses as the person answers with HIV* oooooooooo dayum snap I haven't had that shit before hmmm well why did he have to pay her? I'll fuck anything you know that. So yeah what does this hooker look like? *person gives JV the description* ahhhha sounds pretty fucking hot...actually theres some hookers here by me I'll interogate them. see ya later man"

Linz:" who was that?"

JV:" it was our recovering leader Stormfront"

they all give JV a gasp

XXX:" we wanted to say hi to him to jeeez."

JV:" oh sorry but hey he's doing good and will be back and beating the shit outta people wit us in no time but yo he has informed me that a HIV infested Hooker is tracking me down so she can fuck me and I can get aides. I have had so man VD's but damn I have never had the big one. I hope the bitch is worth it. she better be a good fuck! Oh and I have a descrition of her or well she is supposed to come onto me so I'll just walk arond here until I see someone matching her who comes onto me so lets get rolling."

they stroll down a few streets and alleys walking by hookers who do come onto JV but do not match the description and just when they are about to call it a night a woman approcahes them lookin a bit weak and nervous but matching the descrition JV smiles real big and gives the rest of the SA a yes nod and allows her to approach.

Hooker:" hey stud wanna fuck?"

JV:" fucking right I do!!! how bout this alley here behind that dumster? good place? "

Hooker:" um sure yeah whatever and its 75 for the fuck"

JV:" ah fuck yeah I got this hey guys *looks at sa* wanna join in? *they all shake their heads no* aight then fags be back in a bit"

JV and the hooker go down the alley and behind the dumpster and have mad angry gutter sex. JV rails the shit out of the HIV infested hooker then once he is done he gets up and looks down at her and spits on her.

JV:" you know for a HIV infested hooker your a fucking lousy ass fuck. yeah I know about your deal, you got paid 1,000 bucks to give me what you have but hey thanks to you I have now had and do have all of the sexual diseases known to man *flexes mucles* I am all that is man!!!! you said it was 75 for the fuck right? ok here."

JV tosses three 25 cent quaters down to her then grabs her by the throat and beats the living fuck out of her. he then pulls out his shank and stabs her several times and leaves her laying there as he searches her clothes ansd bra and finds what is left of the 1,000 bucks which is now only 200 bucks and he stuffs it in his pocket and stomps her in the face as he leaves her laying there to die of her wounds...maybe she will or maybe she won't but JV leaves happy and content.

as he comes back up to his SA buddies they just look at him in shock, he shrugs and flashes the 200 bucks around with a big smaile on his face.

JV: " I AM ALL THAT IS MAN I HAVE ALL THE SEX DISEASES NOW!!!!! FUCKING A!!!!!!!! LET US CELEBRATE!!!"

all of SA just look on in utter shock and follows behind him whispering back and forth to each other and looking at JV as if he is crazy which he is but has taken it to a new level. however they realize they need to get to the arena so they leave for the arena with a now pissed off JV who wanted to celebrate.

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[finlay]

here's a rushed rp lol goin out in a moment to my mates party

well just came in to get some stuff i already been there


www.geocities.com/lukerzpayne/finlay/ewe002.html

[Brad]

Alex Stone is no criminal, Alex Stone is just a man who will never back down from a fight no matter what the odds. Brawling in clubs and in the streets is fun for a little while for guys like Alex, but in the end, fighting leads to those guys’ demise.

Alex had spent night in jail cells before, but those other times he just accepted it and didn’t put up a fight. He was always very cooperative with the police officers who put him in the cell but this time, the circumstances were completely different. Never before had Alex had to worry about getting to work the next day after being arrested, never before had Alex had to worry about missing a huge wrestling match which could set him up for his first ever title shot and never before had Alex been on such bad terms with his parents.

There was a bang at his cell door. His eyes opened and he sat up, looking around him and not remembering what had happened right away. He sat there for a few seconds thinking what he’d done and then it clicked as he rolled his head back and closed his eyes in horror.

“Oh shit!” moaned Alex as he remembered about being arrested the night before, “I’ve gotta get out of here!” Alex stands up and stumbles over to the door. He bangs on the door and then begins to shout, “Hey, somebody please let me out, I’ve got to go I’ve got a plane to catch!” Alex’s cries went unheard so he banged his fists against the hard steel door once again. “Please, somebody, let me out I’ve got a show to get to!” he yelled but once again there was no answer. Feeling incredibly deflated he dropped his arms down to their sides and very sluggishly walked back over to the bed, lying down on it and covering his face with his hands, unable to comprehend his current circumstances.

Just then the latch on the door became unhinged and a police officer opened the door and stepped through as Alex shot up from the bed and on to his feet.

“You, you can make a phone call, let somebody know where you are so that they can come and pick you up, then you’re free to leave,” said the cop as he stands keeping the door open for Alex to walk through.

“What and that’s it?” asks Alex hardly believing his ears, “I’m not getting in any trouble or anything?”

“No,” said the police officer reassuringly, “there are a bunch of witnesses who said you were attacked first, that you were just defending yourself, even if the other three guys did come out of it a lot worse.” Alex didn’t know whether to laugh in cockiness or apologize for fighting, so he kept his mouth shut, shrugged his shoulders in satisfaction and walked through the door as the police officer followed behind him.

They walk past a few more cells until they go through another door leading to the main area of the police station. “The phones over there,” said the policeman as he pointed towards the pay phone hanging from the wall on the left, “but you might want to get your belongings first, just go wait at the desk over there and she’ll give them to you,” he said as he pointed at the towards the front desk with a tall brunette standing behind it.

Alex walked over to the desk and asked for his things which he received quite hastily. He then walked over to the phone and reached into his wallet, pulling out a couple of quarters and putting them into the pay phone. He pressed the numbers on the receiver and was forced to wait a for twenty seconds before he looked up at the clock and saw that it was only six o clock, “Man he’s going to be pissed that I woke him up,” he says to himself as the phone continues to ring. A few seconds later and he hears someone answer.

“Hello?”

“Hey Dad, it’s me, Alex,” he says getting a little excited that his dad should be able to come pick him up.

“Alex?” says Brian quite surprised to hear his sons voice, “do you know what time it is? What the hell do you want?”

“Listen I’m in a bit of a bind, could you come pick me up?” he asks very softly, trying not to anger his father.

“For Christ’s sake Alex, it’s six in the morning!” exclaims Brian, “Where the hell are you?”

Alex hesitates for a moment but knows he must tell his father where he is, “At the police station.”

“I’ll be right there,” says Brian as he hangs up immediately after.

Alex puts the phone down and walks outside the police station as he yawns heavily. He stands on the sidewalk waiting for his father and after five or so minutes a red, Honda Civic pulls up in the road and Alex walks over to it and gets in the passenger side.

“You been fighting again?” asks Brian the second Alex closes the door. He looks at him with a very pissed off look on his face, obviously not happy that he has had to drive to the police station at six o clock in the morning.

“Yeah, but it wasn’t my fault, this guy kicked off because I was dancing with some girl that he went out with like four years ago,” replies Alex playing the innocent.

“Yeah like that’s what happened!” says Brian very sarcastically, “you’re an idiot you know that, a complete idiot, why do you have to go out and get into fights all the damn time?” Brian was beginning to raise his voice and spit while he talked whereas Alex was just trying to remain calm and not lose his temper.

“Seriously that’s what happened. This guy hit me so I knocked him out, then two of his friends started on me so I beat the crap out of them as well. Then two bouncers came over, picked me up and took me into the back until the cops got there.” Alex sounded like he was getting a little upset that his father didn’t believe him. Brian simply looking forward at the on coming traffic while he shook his head in disbelief and disappointment. “Dad I’m telling you the truth, why the hell would I want to get myself arrested for fighting, right before the biggest fight of my life.”

“You wrestling tonight?” asked Brian trying to seem interested.

“Yeah, I’m in a gauntlet match, winner gets a title shot, there’ll be like six guys in the match including me and I should kick all of these guys asses, I don’t want to risk not making it to the match on time so I can have a fight in a club with some morons.”

“I guess you’re right, I’ll believe you.”

“Thanks.”

“So when’s your flight?”

“Midday,” says Alex with a sigh of relief, “So I’ll have trouble making it on time, I’ve got a taxi picking me up at half past eight.”

“Well, good luck then.” Alex looked at his father very strangely, scarcely believing that he could simply be wishing him good luck.

“Is that it?” asked Alex very tentatively, “No, “You should be training because I think you’re going to get your ass kicked”?”

“No, you say that you should win it easily, I believe you.”

A big smile came across the face of Alex as he sniggered happily, “Well thanks Dad, it means a lot.”

“Don’t mention it. So who’s in the match?”

“Colt Cabana, why he’s even in the match I don’t know, he just sucks and doesn’t have a chance; Killjoy, who he is I have no idea but he’ll be easy pickings seeing as he likes to cut himself open all the time so he’s creating his own weak spots, Fit Finlay; some tough Irish bastard who loves to fight yet can’t fight, so I’ll knock his teeth out pretty quickly and get rid of him, Justin Vincible; some unoriginal, foul mouthed, immature little asshole who I can’t wait to beat the shit out of, and Jason Scott, the most overrated newcomer in the history of wrestling, hell, he’s been getting noticed way more than me and I haven’t got a clue why, “very impressive,” my ass.”

Brian laughs at his sons comments on his opponents, “To be honest with you, I wasn’t that impressed with him either, and I’d love to tear that unoriginal, foulmouthed, immature little asshole a new asshole of his own, what is that guy like ten?”

Alex laughs, “Yeah I think so, definitely in the head anyway!”

The two of them laugh together for the first time in a while. When the laughter stops they both have a smile on their face. Very soon after that they arrive at the building which houses Alex and his apartment.

“Here you go kid,” says Brian as he applies the hand brake.

Alex laughs and turns to his dad, “Thanks dad, I appreciate it,” he says as he opens the door and steps out. Brian gives him a nod to say, “You’re welcome,” as he smiles and gets ready to drive away. Alex walks round the car and onto the path and goes to walk into the building but before he can, Brian rolls down the window and shouts him back.

“Alex,” he shouts and Alex turns around and looks at his father, “Get some rest on the plane because you look like shit. You’ll need it if you’re going to win, because to be honest, I think those guys are going to beat the crap out of you!”

At that, Brian speeds off down the street as Alex is left standing outside the building watching his father drive away. His smile disappears and an aggravated frown forms across his face. He turns around and walks towards the doors, “Son of a bitch!” he shouts as he kicks out at the door: looks like Alex just got a well needed anger and motivation boost ahead of the biggest match of his career, the gauntlet for the gold at the EWE SummerSlam pre-show… it should be fantastic!