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Post by Jay on Mar 28, 2008 1:21:32 GMT -5
RolePlay Limits[/u] Max Number of RolePlays: 3 Max Length of each RolePlay: 3k(3,000) Words[/size] RPs Must be 4 Hrs Apart on DL Day MUST HAVE ONE ROLEPLAY UP BEFORE DL DAY IF YOU WANT TO DO MORE THEN ONE 
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Post by The Cabbage on Apr 3, 2008 7:09:49 GMT -5
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Post by Frank Walker on Apr 3, 2008 12:30:13 GMT -5
TITLE: Dark Room
MATCH: MITB Qualifier
EVENT: Saturday Night ShowDown
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EWE's Newest Monster Frank Walker showed why he should be taken seriously and as a threat all around Extreme Wrestling Entertainment. Everybody seen the damage he put on Brett UnKnown his Frank's debut match for EWE, and he didn't look back doing it either. He enjoyed handing UnKnown some punishment like Frank said he would, he promised it was going to happen and it didn't back down from his word. Frank even knocked out the referee trying to stop the EWE Monster, but nothing was going to stand in his way. Frank this week makes his Saturday Night Showdown debut against Chris Hart in the Money In The Bank Qualifier match to face off for the Briefcase at Wrestlemania 5. What everybody seen at Download was only half of what everybody is going to see at Saturday Night Showdown. Frank was seen in the boiler room, but all the lights were out, only thing that was visible from Frank was his movements.
-Frank Walker-
Brett UnKnown, I hope you heard my message loud and clear that you were nothing, and you were never anything in Extreme Wrestling Entertainment. I said what I was going to do against you, but you were still dumb enough to get into the ring with somebody dangerous like me.
Frank let out a menacing laugh.
-Frank Walker-
Dumb human. Will you ever learn? Somebody patheic like you can't beat somebody strong and vicious like me. The same goes for my opponent at Saturday Night Showdown Chris Hart in this Money in the Bank Qualifier match. Whoever wins the Money in the Bank at Wrestlemania 5 will get a World Title shot anytime in that year while they hold the briefcase. Chris Hart, do you obviously know what kind of patheic excuse for a human you are? Do you know how much I can torture you in the ring and make you look dumb? Chris Hart, I've seen you around backstage, you think your good, you think your special just because you got some friends on your side. Me on the other end.
Frank hesistated what he was about to say.
-Frank Walker-
I Don't need any friends to back me up in the win to asure me in a victory. You see Chris, I'm going to rip you apart in the ring at Showdown and there isn't anything you can do to stop me from doing that. I will show you NO Mercy, you won't be surviving after this. Yeah sure your better than Brett UnKnown, but your not better than me and I'm going to be showing that at Saturday Night Showdown. Everybody thinks that a new person comes in and they suck. Well I like for you to think I suck just so I can stab my machete through your damn chest and watch that blood flow as your dieing. Your last days on earth is coming Hart. Pay all the respects you need to, pray all you need to, but your survival?
Frank picked up his machete, and ran the blade across his arm leaving a little cut as it went a long, behind the mask Frank was smiling menacingly. He looked back up.
-Frank Walker-
IT'S MINIMAL! Slice and Dice, I'm killing your name. I'll see you soon Chris Hart. Get to know FEAR soon.
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Post by Frank Walker on Apr 3, 2008 18:23:43 GMT -5
TITLE: 1st Interview
MATCH: MITB Qualifier
EVENT: Saturday Night ShowDown
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-Vince McMahon-
Trixy, I got a job for you.
-Trixy-
Not again Vince.
-Vince McMahon-
Not that kind of job. You see him over there?
Vince pointed over to Frank Walker who was roaming around the hallways with his machete in hand just staring down everybody; once Trixy saw him, her knees started to shake.
-Trixy-
No Way Vince.
-Vince McMahon-
You don't do it, I'll have only two words for you, and it's not Suck it.
-Trixy-
But he might kill me.
-Vince McMahon-
Then don't ask him the wrong question.
Trixy then started to walk towards Frank. Vince started to shake his head.
-Vince McMahon-
Atleast I hope he don't kill her.
Vince walked away in the other direction. Frank then saw Trixy slowly walking his way, he stopped pacing back and forth and look right at her. He smirked behind the mask seeing the scaried look on Trixy's face.
-Frank Walker-
What?
-Trixy-
Ummm, Frank. Can I ummm, be your first interview in EWE?
-Frank Walker-
Sure, but let me ask you something Trixy.
-Trixy-
Ooookay.
Frank smirk and lifted the machete up on his shoulder looking right at her. The shine of the machete hit Trixy right in the face.
-Frank Walker-
Are you scared right now Trixy? Are you scared that any moment of time I could snap and just stab you right through the gut or just chop your head off with this machete without even feeling any sorrow for you?
-Trixy-
Alittle, but would you actually do something like that to pretty little me?
Frank just looked at her up and down, still holding the machete closely. He just answered her in a really stern voice.
-Frank Walker-
I would and not even care if you were dead or not. Like I didn't care what I did to UnKnown at Download and the offical and like I wont care what I do to Chris Hart in the Money in the Bank Qualifier match. You see, Chris Hart thinks he's tough shit and unstoppable, but I know what his weakness is. You don't go around here without thinking of who has a weakness and I'm going to attack it.
-Trixy-
What's his weakness?
-Frank Walker-
Who you kidding? You actually think I'm going to tell somebody like you who's an interviewer that could go easily tell Chris Hart so he could use it against me?
-Trixy-
I won't tell him, I promise.
-Frank Walker-
I don't trust you Trixy. I live only by one rule around here and that's: Trust noone but yourself. I don't trust you, I don't trust Vince McMahon, and I don't trust anybody else on the roster besides myself. I didn't come to EWE to make any friends, make any alliances, only bitches and pussies who can't handle themselves in the ring do that, and Trixy, get a good look at me. Do I look like a bitch?
-Trixy-
Not really.
-Frank Walker-
Do I look like a pussy?
-Trixy-
No. To me, you look like a guy who can handle his own in the ring with your power with or without the machete in your hand. What you did to UnKnown, that was sick.
After Trixy said "THAT WAS SICK" Frank started to laugh. Indeed it was sick.
-Frank Walker-
You think that was sick? Oh Trixy, young one just wait for Saturday Night ShowDown to start to see what happens when Chris Hart steps in the way of EWE's Newest Monster. Chris Hart will be tormented, will be tortured, and will be crying to his little bitches that he lost to a newbie in Extreme Wrestling Entertainment. I will beat Chris Hart, and I will beat the other worthless guys who also qualified for the Money in the Bank.
-Trixy-
One problem Frank.
-Frank Walker-
One Problem? There is no problems when I say I'm going to do something and I'll do it. Your safe because your gave me good answers, and I don't have to kill you.
-Trixy-
Chris Hart already said he wasn't scared.
-Frank Walker-
He said that?
-Trixy-
Did you watch what he said?
-Frank Walker-
Not really. I had better things to do with my time then hear him talk.
-Trixy-
Well yeah, he said he wasn't scared of you, and he isn't going to fear you going into this matchup. He's going to beat you without a problem.
-Frank Walker-
You see, that's why guys like that deserve to get this machete through his fucking chest. They talk bullshit when they know in their tiny little heart it's the truth. Chris already knows he does fear me, and if he does try to beat me which he WON'T, he will have a problem because I am better than him in every possible way imaginable. You see, I may have a mask, but I know things. Chris needs help in realizing things, and I'm just the monster for doing that. Trixy, the beating you will see Chris Hart get, it's going to get stuck in everybodies dreams, for the pussies with the weak stomachs shouldn't even watch this match. This is what kinds of matches EWE should have, you put a monster like me against somebody puny like Chris Hart who is weak and doesn't know the truth till he gets beaten with it. Chris, enjoy your last few days of breathing.
After he said that, Trixy's eyes got wide. Frank looked at her and started to laugh.
-Frank Walker-
You heard me.
-Trixy-
Hate to ask, but what does that mean?
-Frank Walker-
Chris Hart is going to need a breathing machine after I get done with him. I'M GOING TO FUCKING PARALYZE HIM and not feel any remorse. Chris, feel lucky enough that I wont kill your sorry ass. You make it out of this match a live, then good for you Chris, but YOUR NOT going to be walking. Bodybags, and a wheelchair will be handy. You could end up in a bodybag or a wheelchair..It's not your choice.....IT'S MINE!!!
Frank then got really close to Trixy. He put the machete on her shoulder, she blinked a few times, she didn't know what Frank was going to do, but she was scared.
-Frank Walker-
Trixy..Interview OVER!
Frank walked away laughing with his machete in hand. Trixy just stood their frozen looking like she just seen a ghost. Her face was pale as the scene blurried out. |
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Post by The Cabbage on Apr 4, 2008 12:20:07 GMT -5
RP Name - A fearful Dream Rp Number - 2/2 (Final RP for Match) [glow=red,2,300]Scene fades in to Chris Hart in a Somewhat dark room. All the light that is being omitted is from a TV behind Hart and a light bulb swinging from the ceiling. The TV is on the noise scream. Chris is sitting on a stool in with a black hoody on, the same in the previous rp, but has black jeans on has well. He takes the hoody off of his head and stares into the camera.
Chris Hart – “FEAR, a four letter word defined as a distressing emotion aroused by impending danger, evil. Fear…is an emotion I have no recognition on. I have no fear some might say. Although, you Walker seem to think you can evoke such emotion. I commend you to have the guts to think you could do so, and beat me…no matter how laughable the concept is…but the fact is I WILL NEVER FEAR A MAN, A WOMAN, Or a freak transvestite in a mask telling everybody that he is going to murder them. See Frankie, your promo did noting but make me want to vomit. It’s like, your trying to be this big scary dude…when really you’re a little skinny midget. Your no more dangerous then Red Thunder, he claimed he could kill people and he last oh a month, then got injured and left. The fact is boy, the likely hood of you going on and overcoming me is highly unlikely. No mater how you swing your little knife the result will not differ. I’m Chris Hart, a 3rd Generation superstar, an escape artist, wrestling royalty and a pure wrestling GOD! The fact is Walker your hardcore, I’m going to use a weapon because I have no real skills other then masturbating, style is nothing against my style…WHY? Because Real wrestlers don’t Need weapons to assist them in beating the shit out of their opponent…Real Wrestlers…like me, use our fists to break the human anatomy down to the tiniest particle. Real Wrestlers, like me, can end your career in the middle of the ring with our BARE HANDS!!!! You “monsters” soil my ring, you don’t belong. You are meant to be nothing more then the circus freaks that you are. The fact is men like you evoke a different emotion then the attended purpose a fear. They evoke the emotion of Anger and Frustration. Why? Because men are worthless and do nothing but waste valuable money that could be spent on those who actually know what they are doing. Walker you are the exact type of person my Revolution is trying to take down. REAL WRESTLERS deserve such a spot. NOT you. Frank you…”
A headless ghost pops into the picture carrying his head in his left hand, dressed in old wrestling attire, interrupts Chris.
The Ghost – “Boo!”
Chris isn’t startled, He just looks at the ghost. He tilts his head and gets a disgusting look on his face.
Chris Hart – “WHAT THE FUCK MAN! Can’t you see I’m cutting a fucking promo. That is just ignorant bitch…”
The Ghost – “I’m here to haunt you….”
Chris Hart – “And I’m here to tell you that you’re a fucking FAG for interrupting me from doing my job. Jeez.”
The Ghost – “But…But…
Chris Hart – “It took me an hour to come up with this fucking promo and your throwing it to shits with your half ass attempts to frighten me…leave!”
The Ghost – “But…”
Chris Hart – “MOTHER FUCKER I SAID LEAVE!!”
The Ghost is startled and hovers away crying. Chris shakes his head and says under his breath…
Chris Hart – “Ignorant Bastard, Now where was I…”
He recollects his last position.
Chris Hart – “Frank, you said it yourself, you’re a monster. Unfortunately though, I never was afraid of monsters. In fact I hated them. See Walker, unlike you, I’ve been in the business all my life. Since the first day my father brought me backstage the first time, I hated the monsters. You guys are always pushed as something great, while men like us, the men that draw crowds we are stuck mid carding. The real wrestlers deserve better and mother fucker we are going to get what we deserve. Walker, I’m going to take tonight as an opportunity to take out another superstar opposing our mission, our mission to purify EWE. I will comply my mission and what better way then to stop you before you can damage our plans. Why not end your career before it even starts? Sounds like a plan to me. And unlike your delusion thinking you are going to “kill” me...everything that I’m saying will be reality. I am what I say I am? NO ONE on this roster has anything on, because my in ring power is absolute perfection. You on the other hand, are in ring trash. You said you were going to torture me? BITCH PLEASE, Nothing you could possibly do could torture me. I’m a mother fucking Hart…I’ve grown up being stretched to pieces…I’m IMMUNE! Since I was a kid my grandfather and uncle put me through the most devastating moves to toughen me up. And through such torture I have developed my own in ring onslaught…I know how to take a persons shoulder and snap it like it were a twig. You are going to learn what real TORTURE is. Mr. Walker nothing you can do will ever measure up to the pain I’m going to put you through. You my swell call me the devil because in that ring you will go through HELL. I’m going to play with you like a toy. Your nothing more then the little stuffed animals that I used to wrestle with when I was a kid. Want to know what my favourite thing to do with them was? Ripping out their joints using hold after hold. See this is nothing more then a game for me…A GAME THAT I NEVER LOOSE!”
The TV all of a sudden mysteriously changes channels and we see JigSaw on the screen looking all mencingly.
JigSaw – “Would you like to play a game?”
Chris turns around unhappy with the interruption.
Chris Hart – “NO! What the fuck is wrong with you guys? Can’t you see I’m trying to cut a promo?”
JigSaw – “But I want to play a game!”
Chris Hart – “And I want to fuck Jessica Simpson…”
JigSaw – “I could arrange that…as long as I get to kill her in the end…”
Chris Hart – “Jesus…you have some problems…”
JigSaw – “No I’m not….”
JigSaw looks right, then looks left…
JigSaw – “…Actually I do…want to hear a secret…”
Chris Hart – “No…”
JigSaw – “Common you know you want to hear it…”
Chris Hart – “Actually I don’t…”
JigSaw – “Can we still play the game now…”
Chrs Hart – “For the last time NO! I have to finish this promo against Frank Walker...”
JigSaw - "Frank Walker? He gives me the chills..."
Chris Hart - "And you give me a headache...besides the one you should be fearing is me, beause i'm just about to reach through that TV and bash your skull in..."
JigSaw - "OK Ok...CHill..."
Their is an awkward silance. Jigsaw looks to his left and looks to his right becoming impatient. Then starts to talk in an annoying voice.
Jig Saw – “Please…Please…Please…Please….”
JigSaw continues to say please constantly. Chris walks up to the TV. JigSaw sees Chris doing this…
JigSaw – “Wait what are you doing? Don’t touch that but…”
Chris turns off the TV before JigSaw can finish his sentence. Chris then walks over to the stool and sits back down.
Chris Hart – “And he is suppose to be scary psycho. Anyways as I was saying, Frankie this is nothing more then a game to me. It’s like Recess all over again kid. You know go behind the portable, grab the kid that’s talking smack to you saying wrestling is fake, take his leg bend it backwards till he has to go to the hospital, get in trouble, get suspended…you know normal kid stuff. The fact is I’ve been doing the same thing for years to punks like you, and it’s no different. Just because your big doesn’t mean you intimidate me. You just make it all more satisfying to my ears hearing you scream and wail like a bitch because I will be the one showing No Mercy, and you will be the one leaving with your leg ripped out of it’s socket. Now the funny thing is…I watched your little promo and couldn’t help but think I heard it all before…it was oh 3 weeks ago. The very things you were saying about wheelchairs, and Paralyzing, and the no remorse…and balloons WAS EXACTLY what I said before My match with Sean Lewis. Now I’m a firm believer that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery BUT unfortunately there is only one Escape Artist, and tomorrow you will be able to say…you were BEATEN BY HIM!”
Chris stops and smirks.
Chris Hart – “Now in closing I would like to say a few words regarding this great National Remembrance day. Today Mr. Walker, today is Martin Luther King Day. I day we commemorate one of the greatest men in the past century, who had a Dream in which REVOLUTIONIZED the World. I have a dream of my own, and you are soon going to find out that that dream…will be your NIGHTMARE! My dream is seeing you carried away on a stretcher with all you other TALENTLESS “wrestlers” with me standing tall on top of the mountain, with my legions of Pure wrestlers, being the main orchestrator of all the violence I will endure. EWE I’m putting you all one notice because just like his dream, my dream will come true. NOW THAT is something you should Fear. Frank…welcome to my dream land…a home were there is…
NO ESCAPE, NO MERCY, AND NO CHANCE FOR SURVIVAL
Chris smiles evilly before shutting off the light. He begins to laugh menacingly, starts to cough, vomits, and then starts laughing menacingly again. Scene fades out.
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