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Post by Jay on Jan 19, 2008 0:16:00 GMT -5
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 Limits[/u] Max Number of RolePlays: 2 Max Length of each RolePlay: 3k(3,000) Words[/size] MUST HAVE ONE ROLEPLAY UP BEFORE DL DAY IF YOU WANT TO DO MORE THEN ONE
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Post by kaboom on Jan 23, 2008 23:57:08 GMT -5
~The scene opens up at the ring...~
Kenny: Well, as far as we know, ladies and gentlemen, none of the competitors for the X-Division triple threat at the Royal Rumble have made any comments.
Jimmy: No kidding! These guys, and girl, have been as silent as the grave. There hasn't been a single word to, from or towards any of these opponents since the announcement that Mr. Kris Jaxson would be crossing swords with James Ceno and Antonia Malone.
Kenny: That is too true. With all this silence, all of us are wonder whether or not any of these wrestlers give a damn about this title!
Jimmy: Ceno has mentioned this before: that it is a mid-card belt. Maybe James' lack of interest is starting to show, and he's hungering for juicer meat and shinier metal...
Kenny: You might be right with that assumption, Jimmy...
~As Kenny finishes his statement, the lights go out and "Hell" by Disturbed starts to murmur onto the speakers. With a roar, the guitar begins, triggering a vibrant pyro and fire display!~
Kenny: And here's the X-Division champion now, Jimmy!
Jimmy: It's about time the champ appeared! This is HIS title on the line and Ceno has rarely been beaten in matches that involve more than one opponent standing across the ring from him like this...
Kenny: Well said, Jimmy...
~Ceno continues his entrance unhindered, the X-Division title wrapped snugly around his waist as the fans exalt his appearance. He waves to the people, showing his own appreciation to their worship of him and the symbol of his victories.~
Jimmy: This turn-out is being really generous to James Ceno right now, Kenny.
Kenny: They certainly are. Ceno has held mid-card titles ever since he started: the now-defunct bNg Hell's title, holding it for 3 months' time: a federation record for any title held there; the All-American title; the X-Core title; and an impressive victory and defence of present-day Chaos' Mid-Eastern title.
Jimmy: Let's not forget the road he took to get to EWE. Referred by his baby stepbrother, Blue Panther, he has broken away to forge his own path as the Firestorm.
Kenny: And let's not forget his alliance with 3 of the biggest names EVER in EWE History in HHH, White Tiger and Android #18.
Jimmy: Eighteen may be a harsh fighter, Kenny, but with James, she shows that softer side that proves there's human blood in her veins...
Kenny: The sparks generated by Ceno towards her have been blatant, but even more shocking was his statement regarding why he hid her face from the camera.
Jimmy: She might not like Ceno like that, but someone in the Forces of Nature team will have a very rudely pleasant awakening.
Kenny: With her World title shot, she doesn't have time to afford any distractions!
~Ceno now stands in the middle of the ring, music playing and microphone in hand.~
James: You can cut my music now, thank you.
~The music fades into silence as Ceno looks around to the fans. He is dressed in his Armani finest; he had just made a visit to a specialist to make sure everything was okay. Ceno did not want to repeat the sins of Benoit, regardless of he was to blame or not.~
James: Thank you again. In less than a week, I, your X-Division champion, will be in this ring, competing against two just as talented competitors in defence of my X-Division title. Now we all know who they are: Antonia Malone and Kris Jaxson. There's no doubting that Antonia is a beautiful woman. There's no doubting that Jaxson is a more than capable athlete. They have both beaten me. Ms. Malone I did not fight; Mr. Jaxson I fought and eventually beat to bring back the X-Division title to my waistline. But now, the stakes are raised, as both of these competitors will be standing across from me instead of one at a time. Antonia will be looking down two barrels too, as will Mr. Jaxson...
Kenny: I can't believe the amount of respect Ceno has already given both his opponents!
Jimmy: He's only had one match with Antonia, but he still has to give her the proper amount of respect; a win's a win in this business. Even after the exclamation point of that double-handed chokeslam, he still needs to take his cap off to her.
James: But I digress from the main point of this appearance of mine. You see, they're my opponents and I've already spent a couple minutes giving them the blessing that is a victory over me. But this cannot happen come the Royal Rumble. Neither of them can pin me, nor can they pin each other. I have to be on top of one or both for the pinfall, or make them tap through submission...
~James wipes his forehead with his sleeve, dabbing the sweat off his brow.~
James: Like, just the fact that I have to win puts a little more pressure on me. Let's go back to 2 weeks ago and to my performance against Antonia Malone...
~The titantron shows the footage of Ceno simply blocking all of Antonia's moves, eventually going to Ceno's defeat by roll-up. It also shows Jenna announcing Antonia's new part in the Royal Rumble match for the X-Division title. It also displays Ceno's "sign of affection": a double-handed chokeslam that requires Antonia to receive medical attention. Ceno comments throughout the entire thing.~
James: I must apologize to the fans; I couldn't bring myself to attack her. As hard as she hit me, if she hit me at all, I couldn't fight back. Then as I was caught off-guard and thrown into the roll-up, I felt it snap. I knew it was too late to stop myself, but I tried. However, as soon as Jenna said that I had to defend my title against her, I snapped again, and fully this time. All it took was force of will, and all I remember was Antonia going up and down; I don't even remember what kind of panties were underneath the short skirt she wore to the ring... All I remember was the haze in front of my eyes that took away my discrimination to who she was. She is no longer just a woman in my eyes; she is an opponent, and she will have to cut me to ribbons in order to take my title from around my FUCKING waist!
~As Ceno mentions the title, he rips it off from around his waist and he holds it up.~
James: This is MY title. I fought, I sweat, bled and cried for it! She was laid out just as she'll be for the Royal Rumble. She also be laid out faster than a Dan Taylor orgasm: roughly 4 to 5 seconds in length, with a fraction of the time to happen...
~The fans howl and laugh at this sexual joke by Ceno towards present All-American champion Dan Taylor, Eighteen's known and bittersweet rival.~
James: Antonia has probably found out that he should be called "Baby Penis", and not Stewie.
~He smirks as he starts to pace a bit. Laying the X-Division belt down similar to MVP, he continues to pace.~
James: There is, however, something else that is extremely amusing. It was used last week by a fucking retard against KJ. Jaxson made this retard seem like the victim of the problem that he seemed to solve...
Kenny: Problem that he seemed to solve?
~The titantron flickers to life, and it plays the Kris Jaxson Penis Enlarger/Viagra/Bible commercial that Stealth featured in one of his promos for Xplosion last week. As it ends a couple minutes later, the spotlight is back on Ceno; the fans are laughing, clapping and on their feet.~
James: Yes I know; it was extremely gay. We ALL know that the actor was YOU, Stealth. You've always needed a cock pump; talking about it made you feel bigger, didn't it?
~The fans start chanting Ceno's name, and he smiles, looking to the crowd around him. He starts building the fire, feeling his energy start to grow. He even started to bounce a little...~
Kenny: Look at Ceno; he's feeding off the energy of this crowd.
Jimmy: These people love him, Kenny. He has every right and reason to suck in some of the spirit.
James: FUCK YEAH! You see, this cock pump stuff actually got to Kris, and he unloaded on the retard, pretty much setting himself up for this shot, and setting Stealth up for the "Most Fucking Retarded" award! But Kris' anger was unleashed as well as mine, but the only difference is that Kris took it out on someone with far less talent than Antonia Malone. With KJ, he is only worth what he can dish out, which is why he was sent to Download to take on Brutality. Now he's back, with Brutality, in the mainstream. And it's a good thing too, because if either of those men fell along the wayside, they would've been swept aside. But as we all know, that is what Kris Jaxson is! He is meant to be swept aside and wash away. He retired, but like every old man, he came back. LAW's coming back, much to everyone's chagrin; Jeff Rodgers is coming back, but everyone loves that! But now, Kris Jaxson has been back longer, but that doesn't make a shit of difference to me. I've beaten former and present champions with ease, and I will continue a very mean streak throughout my career. I will never tire; I will never quit again! I've beaten men better than Kris Jaxson, and I've beaten a woman so much better than Antonia Malone; I've beaten Eighteen, and she has yet to defeat me in the ring; it will be a titanic battle, and I will enjoy every moment, whether I win or lose!
~Ceno picks up his title as the fans start to roar; Ceno roars over top their voices.~
James: THIS IS MY TITLE, MY SYMBOL, MY LEGACY! IF YOU WANT TO TAKE IT FROM ME, YOU'LL HAVE TO DESTROY EVERY BONE IN MY BODY, EVERY CELL IN MY BLOOD, EVERY PIECE OF MY SOUL! IF YOU LEAVE BUT A FRAGMENT LEFT, I SWEAR I WILL CHOP YOU DOWN!
~"Hell" by Disturbed starts playing as the camera goes back to Jimmy Justice and Kenny Greenwood.~
Kenny: Powerful words from, as he put it, OUR X-Division champion.
Jimmy: The man is jacked and ready for this contest. I have seen very few instances of pure determination, raw athleticism, and Perfect-esque ring psychology.
Kenny: Royal Rumble will be LIVE on Sunday, January 27th on Pay-Per-View, taped in Indianapolis at the Conseco Fieldhouse. Whether or not we're ready is not the case; the X-Division champion is determined to retake his gold...
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Post by Antonia Malone on Jan 25, 2008 14:29:48 GMT -5
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Post by Kris Jaxson on Jan 26, 2008 21:42:01 GMT -5
Here is number one. Different style to this one and really only focused on one person. Number 2 will focus on the other. Enjoy.
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Post by kaboom on Jan 27, 2008 0:57:45 GMT -5
~The scene opens up with James Ceno driving into the parking garage at the venue for the Royal Rumble; he volunteered to help the crews get some last minute checks done, as he used to do. He also called someone to rendezvous with so that he would not be alone for the drive back to the hotel. It wouldn’t be Eighteen this time; Ceno got a threatening phone call regarding his “mistreatment of women in the EWE locker room”. It didn’t sound like anyone he knew, but he was like “Fuck it”. It didn’t matter to him unless it was someone he recognized. Anyway, as he drove into the garage, he opened the door to his Pontiac Solstice, some loony drove right past and took the fucking door right off! Ceno pulled a bat out from the passenger’s side and stepped out; the car had exited through another way.~
James: FUCKING SON OF A BITCH!
~James smashes his own windshield, guaranteeing his car was unfit to drive. Security and his rendezvous were running out to check on him and to find the culprit. The person Ceno called was White Tiger; he was more than happy to help out both Ceno and the tech guys backstage.~
WT: Fuck man; you’re a car magnet.
James: Yeah, no kidding; that’s another perfectly good rental car! It’s a good thing I paid for the insurance. Now, it’s not 100% my problem.
WT: You also have the witnesses; it will be reduced to 5% your problem.
James: Yeah. Thank for coming, by the way.
WT: It sounded like fun, plus Eighteen was acting meaner than usual around me.
~James smiles and shakes his head as he grabs some more stuff; he left the X-Division title in his hotel room. Both men were in generally casual wear; James just came back from the gym.~
James: So what have you been up to?
WT: Dude, you’re looking at the next winner of the...
James: Pie-eating contest at the next World’s Fair?
WT: Royal... Rumble...
James: Oh yeah. You’re in that?
WT: Fuck yeah, buddy! This is looking to be a big PPV.
James: Yeah, almost every title is on the line, plus the big match: the grand-pappy of all Battles Royal!
WT: Damn straight, James. If you were in it...
James: I wouldn’t last within the first five minutes to half an hour.
~Tiger looks at him, and he takes Ceno by the shoulder.~
WT: Dude, you’re selling yourself a little short.
James: Maybe I am, but I’m more focused on my match than anything else. Everything else is a negative; victory and retaining my title is mandatory.
~James starts walking again as WT jogs to catch up.~
WT: Yeah, I can understand that, but just how you said it... It sounded like you are actually telling yourself that in a Royal Rumble situation, you’re better off getting into the ring and jumping right back out.
James: I probably am. It’s a quick fix event, man. I don’t like it. An ironman match is worth more to me than the Royal Rumble.
WT: Even for a World title shot?
James: Even for that: the King of the Ring is better.
WT: Let’s just worry about Kris Jaxson and Antonia Malone then.
James: It’s about time too.
WT: Yeah. Right, James.
~They keep walking, but instead of the conversation shifting to the X-Division title match, a silence overcomes them, until it gets too awkward for James.~
James: I think I’m getting canned.
WT: What?
James: I got a threatening phone call by some random asshole, saying that I’ve been assaulting women in the EWE locker room and I need to stop...
WT: What the fuck?
James: No kidding; it’s probably in regards to me kissing Eighteen and Rikku, me almost strangling Eighteen, and giving a death grip to Jenna’s right arm.
WT: You did what?
James: Oh relax. I’ll probably be fine or fined. It’s not like it’s that big of a deal. But Antonia will be assaulted really badly tomorrow night.
WT: What makes you say that?
James: She’s going to be in the ring with me and Kris Jaxson. Right there, doesn’t that tell you that she’s a little out of her league?
WT: Fuck, I don’t know. She’s beaten Eighteen, and Eighteen has beaten the shit out of me and Kris Jaxson.
James: Yeah, and she hasn’t touched me.
~James smiles a bit, cocky. Tiger smiles also and shakes his head.~
WT: So when are you two starting a tag team?
James: In a bit; we have more important things to worry about.
WT: That’s true. She is going for the World title for Xplosion.
James: The World Champ and the X-Division Champ forming a tag team: that’ll be big news.
WT: Yeah, but you need to worry about winning first.
James: What’s there to worry about? I got penis pump Kris Jaxson and Dan “Millimetre Peter” Taylor’s girlfriend Antonia Malone. I don’t think there will be much of a challenge.
WT: Well you never know. It is Kris Jaxson. He beat you before, but you beat him away. And then you gave Antonia free reign all over you that one week.
James: I’m sorry, but any sane man would give Antonia free reign on their bodies, if you catch me.
WT: Fucking right, I do. She’s a nice piece of ass. Hey wait, what about...
~James was looking straight ahead; his eyes were distant and fogged. White Tiger took the sign and didn’t say another word.~
WT: Yeah...
James: But I’ve been watching the replay to that week. When she rolled me up, she actually had her hand resting on my nuts! I remember her saying, “I’ll see you later.” It’s as if she either knew about the title shot handed to her, or she was hinting towards something completely separate.
WT: Dude, tap that. Show her what proper timing is.
James: Yeah. Before the pants come down, it’s already Game Over before she gets the first blow in.
~James holds his hand up and the men share a high five as Tiger laughs.~
WT: Fuck bro, where did you come up with that?
James: Mortal Kombat and what everyone else thinks about Dan Taylor.
WT: I wonder if his middle name is really Peter...
James: Whatever it is, I’ll think up a small penis joke for it.
WT: And about Antonia?
James: The only joke I’ll have for her is that I forgot the condom.
WT: Dude, you’re actually going to tap that?
James: Why the hell wouldn’t I? I’ll just seduce her into dumping Not-So-Long-Schlong Dan Taylor and then I’ll just nab her.
WT: That’ll take some time...
James: Yeah: 5 seconds. It’ll take longer for me to convince Antonia to dump Dan than for Dan to spill a full load.
WT: You’re really picking on Dan Taylor aren’t you?
James: The man is tasteless and minutely provocative. I’m giving him 15 minutes of fame; not even a condom could give him that much time inside a woman before shaking his hips and collapsing like a bitch.
WT: You feel sorry for Antonia, don’t you?
James: I feel sorrier for Antonia than anyone. She has to put up with a man who can’t even get hard enough to act as a dildo before the cement gets wet again!
WT: Poor girl.
James: Damn straight. Hopefully she’ll see the light and at least go solo rather than stay with him; she’s probably had to go solo after finishing Dan.
WT: You’re running out of premature ejaculation jokes.
James: Yes I most certainly am!
~They both laugh and just head to the ring. They take a few minutes to help some of the guys tie the canvas onto the frame of the ring. They test it with a bit of a wrestling match of their own; Ceno dominates Tiger, even though they were just doing some amateur moves plus Ceno’s high-risk stuff. A guy with a headset comes out with a couple microphones, testing them; it’s obvious that one of them doesn’t work. He rolls into the ring.~
Tech: Do one of you guys mind...
James: Yoink.
~James slips the mic from the man’s hands and starts to speak out. The speakers crackle to life.~
James: In a match so amazing, it must be called a spectacular. In a match so breathtaking, it must be called beautiful. In a match so compelling, it must be called A ROMANCE NOVEL? No, that doesn’t work. Anyway, this Sunday, LIVE in Innnnnnnnndianapolis, it will be the ROYAL... FUCKING... RUMBLE, BITCH! In one corner, it will be the X-Division champion himself, the Firestorm, a master of his domain and leader of the Forces of Nature! In another corner, it will be a leviathan of epic lack in penis size, he is missing his belt but his pants fall off even with it there! In another corner, there will be a tortured soul because she is going out with the All-American premature ejaculating champion, shooting in a record time of 3 seconds flat with a distance of half a millimetre! There can be only one... There WILL BE... only... one. The heavens will open up, fire will reign down, the ground underneath will shake and split open, lightning will come OUT OF MY ASS! Wait, that’s a John Cena line. EITHER WAY, IT WILL BE A PAINFUL EXPERIENCE! But there will be one thought on their minds as they watch me walk down the aisle in style: “What in the fuck was I doing to get landed in this match?” That’s what I would love to know too! Besides, after I’m through with you two, it won’t matter who becomes champion, or who wins the Rumble, because I’ll kick their asses any-damn-way!
~Ceno hands the mic back.~
James: It works fine; I don’t see the problem.
Tech: You grabbed the working one.
James: That would do it.
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Post by Kris Jaxson on Jan 28, 2008 0:47:22 GMT -5
Final one. Little pressed for time but got across what I wanted to.
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