"Da OG" D-Dawg's Summerslam RPs

["Da Original Gangsta" D-Dawg]

OOC Note: This was continued from my last Rp from the last Unbreakable but I decided to still post it. Enjoy


Counsellor:
You can talk to me whenever you are comfortable Didgitz.

This much can be said for the counsellor that eventually arrived, a middle aged woman with a voice so soft you would think the woman is always half asleep; she instantly depicted herself as the easiest person to talk to about these things. She didn’t pressure Didgitz into doing or saying anything once they had the unused office in this arena to themselves. She allowed Didgitz to speak first, to dictate the terms of the meeting. Appreciative though Didgitz was, she still had qualms about opening up to a stranger, and feared she was drying the counsellor’s patience by not speaking within ten minutes. Thankfully by that point, the counsellor had something new to say.

Counsellor:
Didgitz, therapy can be a gruelling process…if I have to ask you the tough questions myself. But it can very accommodating, if you let go of any uncomfortable feelings and say however much you want to say.

Didgitz (slowly):
It’s…complicated.

Counsellor (gently):
Isn’t that why we are here? I realize it must be difficult to share your troubles with a stranger…but this is what I do for a living. And rest assured, this is a private sanctuary. Everything that is discussed here, will never leave here.

The counsellor’s soft voice is certainly very comforting and encouraging, and Didgitz had the feeling that if she did start talking and spitting it all out, she may admit things out loud that she hadn’t even admitted to herself yet, and end up in a better position in terms of dealing with them. So before Didgitz knew it, she was telling the woman everything.

Didgitz:
This is going to sound like a bad cliché, but it all started one night in Vegas.

Didgitz ended up telling her everything that had happened since she met Darius in June. Starting with the unintended pregnancy…from Darius' insistence that an abortion be performed…the abandoned abortion…the question of marriage…all the way up to Didgitz being raped by Johnny Knoxville of MTV’s Jackass. It had not been easy to come out with everything, and some of it got Didgitz rather choked up. But on some level it was satisfying to let all these words spill out, and be guaranteed a response from someone who actually knows what they’re talking about. That isn’t to say Didgitz didn’t doubt the counsellor would be able to comprehend them all. Didgitz was certain that her story would be unlike any other ever heard. However, by the time it was finished, the woman was quite calm, mulling it all over in her head.

Counsellor (considerately):
So wait…you told your father you were marrying this man?

Didgitz (guiltily):
Yes. I don’t know; I’ve never been able to summon up any courage when faced with him.

Counsellor (waving a hand):
Please…you don’t have to explain that one to me. The amount of people I’ve heard having that particular problem…anyway, what I am concerned about…is your own attitude towards marriage. Meaning no disrespect, but you have emphasized your own emotion and stress problems enough for me to guess that you do not feel ready for this?

Didgitz (sickly):
That’s the question isn’t it? I guess if I really did feel that way I would have let the abortion happen. Then again, am I really fit to mother a child? I got into a car with a stranger I met the day before and he took advantage of my naivety and put me through hell. Maybe I’m-

Counsellor:
Don’t start putting yourself down, you’ll only be creating more problems. If you were strong enough to keep this child when you had many windows of opportunity to get rid of it, I’m sure you’ll learn how to be a good parent. After hearing your story, the big question that keeps popping into my head is…do you want marriage?

The counsellor had pretty much hit the nail on the head. That was the question that had never been discussed properly. Didgitz knew the answer, those who know her knew the answer. And Didgitz could tell that the counsellor knew the answer as well. She may not have directly said that was her wish, but she had dropped enough vague hints for such a qualified woman to put two and two together.

Didgitz (quietly):
Yes.

Counsellor:
Does the father know?

Didgitz (shrugging):
Sometimes I think maybe he does. But other times he comes across as ignorant and naïve. He may have learned to read my signals so to speak, but I’m not sure I’ve learnt to read his.

Counsellor:
Well it’s time to start reading those signals. And the only way to do that is to stop beating around the bush, stop avoiding the question, and don’t let him avoid it either. If he didn’t want to be in this position he wouldn’t have let you travel with him, he wouldn’t have become involved in your life.

Didgitz (grimacing):
If he didn’t want to be in this position he would have asked for an abortion. Which he did… You know, I’m sorry, thanks for trying but I can’t do this.

The counsellor adopted an expression that clearly showed disapproval in every facial feature. Even if the counsellor pointed this out to her, she would leave anyway, but what Didgitz had just done was avoid the question and reject the idea of talking this through with the father of her child. This was another thing Didgitz wouldn’t admit to herself, but whether she liked it or not, or whether she brought it on herself or otherwise, she was weak-minded, and just didn’t want to deal with these issues.

Counsellor:
You can go, but this isn’t going to go away. Sooner or later, you’re going to have to deal with this. In a number of months, you’re going to have that child and this question is only going to escalate. You don’t have to come back, but try to remember what I have told you.

Didgitz didn’t look back.

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Didgitz knew the counsellor had meant well, but she never had any intention of going back to see her. It was her issue, of not wanting to deal with the question of marriage with a man who had not made her lot any easier. She didn’t even think about it much on the way back to Darius' locker room. She knew he would be surprised and more than a little perplexed to find her back so early. But all she cared about right now was the Knoxville verdict. Upon entering the locker room, the TV monitor was on a courtroom setting, and Darius was watching intently, soon adopting a surprised expression at seeing Didgitz.

D-Dawg:
Wow, you’re back early.

Didgitz (disenchanted):
Yeah well…I heard all I needed to hear from her. And now all I have left to hear…is the verdict.

D-Dawg:
They’re announcing it right now.

The camera scene was redirected to the live feed from the courtroom where Johnny Knoxville was standing trial for his crimes. The disgraced MTV stuntman appeared in plain clothing; any time Darius & Didgitz had ever met him he was wearing something colorful and noticeable. He was standing in front of the stern looking judge as we joined the scene, looking determined not to show expression as it were. The jury sat to his right, waiting for the judge to summon them and deliver their verdict. Many of those lawyers on the defence team looked entirely dejected…sickeningly certain Knoxville would be convicted.

Judge:
Mr. Foresque…have you reached a verdict?

{Jury} Mr. Foresque:
Your Honor…we find the defendant guilty.

There was much jubilation from the prosecution, not to mention many of those in attendance as bystanders. But it was nothing compared to the warm feeling Didgitz was feeling inside. The man who had put her through hell, the man who played her like a pawn, was convicted.

Judge:
Jonathon Knoxville…for your disgusting and appalling treatment of mother-to-be Bobbi, for the emotional trauma you have put her and Mr. Majors through, I have no choice but to sentence you to twenty years in prison.

Neither Darius nor Didgitz listened much as the rest of the legal jargon sounded through their monitor. They both jumped to their feet and hugged in as close to an affectionate embrace as they had ever come to. The happy feeling both of them had was perfect; nothing could possibly ruin it. Except the staggering relization Didgitz came to while locked in that embrace. This was not good. This was horrible. Didgitz gasped.

Didgitz (gasping):
Oh my God…

D-Dawg:
What? What’s wrong?

Didgitz:
The judge…he said our names.

D-Dawg:
So?

Didgitz:
So our situation…our child…it’s not a secret any more…

Darius' eyes widened as he came to realize this as well. The existence of Darius' child, as well as every other aspect of this troubled relationship, had been restricted to only a few higher ups in the eWe hierarchy. But now the press knew, the whole world knew, that this baby was being born out of wedlock…Darius was the father. Darius' professional career, his future with the business, was no doubt about to take the hit of its life.

["Da Original Gangsta" D-Dawg]

30 Days Ago

The week before the announcement of the eWe Summerslam card and Darius stood in front of eWe Management, waiting to be summoned. Not one to listen to his superiors, Darius went against all of his instincts and waited as patiently as he could. Still upset at himself for losing his job at another federation and finding himself jobself for the first time in his life, Darius stood outside the door, trying to get his last match out his mind and vowing, come the first PPV event in eWe which happens to be Summerslam. Finally after waiting for longer than any OG should have to wait, the door is opened and Darius is summoned into the room. Darius steps inside and approaches eWe Management, hoping to get this mandatory meeting over with.

D-Dawg: Let’s get this over with, I have women waiting to be filled with greatness.

Stephanie McMahon: Please, we all know you are not the Darius you once were, you have lost a step, and I am here to help you get in back. In fact, I want you to be the first official entry into the Ultimate Three Phase Challenge at Summer Slam this week.

Da Original Gangsta looks at Steph skeptically wondering what ulterior motive this man would have. Not being one to ever mince words, Darius comes right out and speaks his mind.

D-Dawg: Why in the hell would you set me up to win this match to get my status back, you have made your hate for people of color pretty obvious.

Stephanie McMahon: Because, I need you to look good so that your loss to be meaningful.

Realizing what Steph was asking for him Darius clears the desk with his hands in anger, his eyes open in anger, Da Original Gangsta clenches his fist as he specifically states.

D-Dawg: I do not lose to no named people, what part of that do you not understand.

Stephanie McMahon: Well regardless of the fact that you already lost the chance to win a title, you will lose to a no named at Summer Slam. So I take it, “doing the job” for me will not be a problem for you then.

D-Dawg: What are you talking about, this match has been booked for months, everyone wants to see Darius win and shed tears of joy at the end of Summer Slam as my storybook ending becomes a reality.

Stephanie McMahon: As much as that would amuse me, I have bigger plans for you after this match. All I need now, is to put you in a program with a superstar to really launch their career. Just as your victories over other semi-great superstars launched your career in the past, until you of course wasted it away and let your head get too big. But for awhile there you were the future of the business.

D-Dawg: Former Da Original Gangsta? I have news for you Steph, I am not jobbing to no rookie.

Stephanie McMahon: You don’t have a choice in the matter, you either job to this kid at Summer Slam or you are permanently suspended.

D-Dawg: I am done playing this game, I refuse to job to no rookie, and your empty threats mean nothing to me, there is no way in hell you would ever suspend your Da Original Gangsta, I make your ass way too much money.

Modern Day

Tony Kornheiser: Welcome back to our special eWe edition of Pardon the Interruption. We have covered quite some ground tonight, but it’s time for the ever popular.

Announcer: ROLE PLAY!

Wilbon: Everyone by now should be familiar with this segment, so Tony, you get the first mask tonight.

Tony Kornheiser stretches his arm to grab the first mask which is basically a cardboard cutout on a stick. The cutout appears to be of ironicly of a masked wrestler well sorta named Umaga. Tony places it in front of his face as Wilbon grabs a 3 x 5 card and reads from it.

Tony Kornheiser: Who am I?

Wilbon: You are the Samoan Bulldozer Umaga, you have claimed that nobody else should even bother participating in the Ultimate Three Phase Challenge because you are so much better than them. In fact, some call you God, how can you claim that when you have never wrestled before?

Tony Kornheiser: You do not know if I ever wrestled before, I am the Alpha, I am the Omega, I am the beginning, and I most definitely am the end. I use this gigantean terminology to get my intentions publicized. I not only will enter the Ultimate Three Phase Challege late, but I will beat anyone that stands in my way. I will then go defeat and get what is rightfully mine.

Wilbon: Your tie?

Tony Kornheiser: My title, and that’s another thing, I am sick and tired of scrawny General Managers making fun of me. Just because my speeches are so complicated that his feeble mind cannot comprehend them is no reason to make fun of my greatness. You know after I take care of whoever is the last person in the way of Undisputed Title, I am going to go after everyone and show them who the one true God is.

Announcer: Time’s Up, Change over!

Tony sets the cutout down and picks up a nearby 3 x 5 card and scans it as Wilbon picks up his mask of a very familiar and most valuable face.

Wilbon: OK, let me have it, who am I this time?

Tony Kornheiser: You are D-Dawg, you had a great rise to the top in Death Match Xtreme and Shoot Project, then mysteriously disappeared, and when you signed up here at eWe you have seem virtually a non factor. The question is, are you still the Da Original Gangsta or are you the Kurt Warner of the eWe, a former star who is just wasting the roster spot of someone who truly deserves it.

Wilbon: Of course I am the Da Original Gangsta, I am the man who beat twenty different people for my first title reign there in DMX. I will show eWe how valuable I truly am.

Tony Kornheiser: Sure, but what have you done recently.

Wilbon: Recently? I took five other wrestlers to the limit.

Tony Kornheiser: And lost….

Wilbon: I am the leader of the greatest stable to ever grace the presence of the business and soon here in eWe, Major Icons or MI for you dumb people.

Tony Kornheiser: Speaking of that, how does it feel to be the third wheel of a stable? The fact that you are being carried by two true Icons in the business of Steve Savage and Gabriel Jorge is proof that your best days are behind you. What’s next, you are going to lose to Maven?

Announcer: Time’s Up, Last One!

Wilbon: That was low man, real low.

Tony Kornheiser: I only speak the truth, and like it or not, the truth hurts.

WIlbon puts his mask down and hands the final cutout to Kornheiser, who holds it up to his face without even looking at it, the face is one that is unfamiliar even to those who follow the eWe on a weekly basis. Wilbon picks up the card with the information and brings the home viewer up to speed.

Wilbon: You are the eWe Blue Chipper, the man the Internet has been raving about for months, saying how you are going to be one of the greatest eWe stars ever. Yet, you have not even made a public appearance yet, or wrestled in a public setting. How can you be considered so talented when nobody has seen you perform yet?

Tony Kornheiser: I have had dozens of scouts monitor my progress and they all say one thing, I am the future of the eWe, I have wrestled secretly over the past few months under the watchful eye of Stephanie McMahon, and both of those men say I am the future of the business. I possess raw skills that most wrestlers only dream about. I possess such charisma I could talk Hitler into having dinner with a Jew. I could quite possibly be the MVP the eWe needs right now.

Wilbon: The eWe already has a Most Valuable Player in Darius? Maybe you have heard of them?

Tony Kornheiser: Of course I have heard about him, but last I checked Darius was trying to find his balls. He is washed up, the past, and I am the future. There is a new sheriff in town, or I should say a new Most Valuable Player. You better watch your back Darius, The Blue Chipper is the future.

Announcer: Time’s Up!

Kornheiser sets the mask down as the two men make small talk before the commercial break.

Wilbon: So you really think this Blue Chipper is the future of the business?

Tony Kornheiser: Without a doubt, I wouldn’t be surprised if this kid makes the fans forget about that Darius fellow.

Wilbon: Folks, when we come back we’ll discuss the worst General Manager of all time. Who is it?

As the show fades to a commercial break the camera pulls out, to show the program on a widescreen Plasma Television, the camera pulls further back to show Darius, quite overdressed wearing his classic Armani suit, with a green tie, and his shades tucked inside of his coat pocket. He looks angry as he sits on a black leather couch. He has the remote control in his hand and throws it at the Hi-Def Television in disgust, luckily the remote just bounces off, but the man in the shadows on the other side of the room does not seem too pleased as he reacts accordingly.

Unknown Man: God Damn it! Darius, how many times have I told you not to throw shit at my television.

D-Dawg: Does it look like I give a fuck? My wrestling career is over, I haven’t gotten laid in months, and Umaga is getting all of the glory I rightfully deserve.

Unknown Man: Since when did Christian start staying in my house, I haven’t seen this much whine since my last trip to France?

D-Dawg: How am I supposed to act? I have lost everything and instead of missing me, the fans are salivating over this rookie that is supposed to be debuting soon.

Unknown Man: What happened to the man with the fire inside. The man who didn’t whine about what he didn’t have, but instead just took it from those with less talent than him. What happened to the man who beat everyone, went on a tear in xWo and dominated above all else. I’ll tell you what happened to that man, he died and in his place is a damn emo…Now get the hell out of my house until you grow some damn balls.

Darius stands up and takes a few steps towards this man hidden in the shadows, but pauses as the past few months start flowing back in his memories. He follows this by recollecting his personal life over the past few years, and the various lawsuits over past child support and the embarrassing situation where he got played like no player has been before. As the man in the shadows stands his ground, the anger in Darius dissipates as he comes to the realization that the events of the past year have mostly been his fault. He looks the man in the eye, before taking a deep breath and asking.

D-Dawg: What do I need to do to get back to the top?

Unknown Man: I thought you would never ask. I will work on getting you a contract worthy of your Da Original Gangsta status, once you get that it’s as simple as getting back in the limelight, and with my talents, that shouldn’t be too difficult. You helped make me one of the most powerful men in business all those years ago Darius, and now it’s time for me to return the favor.

D-Dawg: But what about that rookie? Stephanie says I shouldn’t bother even showing my face in the eWe if I won’t help him get over with the fans.

Unknown Man: You are the king at taking potshots at individuals and making them feel utterly worthless, but now it’s time to take it to the next level. They want you to give this talented newcomer a rub, well you’ll give it to him all right. I give that punk 2 weeks before he goes crying back home, not able to handle the mental beat down you are going to deliver him. Rest assured Darius, when all is said and done, it will be proven without a shadow of a doubt that there is room for only 1 MVP in the eWe.

The camera fades away as Da Original Gangsta’s psyche has appeared to make a rebound thanks to the talk Da Original Gangsta has had with his mysterious benefactor. The pair share a handshake where an expensive watch with the engraved initials of CJ are shown on the man Da Original Gangsta had been talking to. The camera reopens an undetermined amount of time later as Da Original Gangsta is shown walking down the hallway by himself at an eWe event. He is wearing his normal ring attire and dark colored boots as he walks to an unmarked door. After checking in either direction to ensure nobody is watching, he steps inside. The room is darkened as the man Da Original Gangsta had been dealing with to get all that is rightfully his back, prefers privacy at this point. Darius doesn’t have time to even adjust his eyes to the darkness before the man hands a contract over to Da Original Gangsta. Not being able to see clearly in the semi-darkness, the man explains the terms of this contract.

Unknown Man: You are once again the highest paid superstar in eWe History. A 3 year contract worth 30 million dollars, effective immediately. Congratulations Darius, we are one step closer to our common goal. Now all we have to do is displace the rookie. Should be easy enough, I don’t know anyone who can talk more shit than you.

D-Dawg: So what should I do?

Unknown Man: Do what you do best, be the biggest, most arrogant asshole you can be. In fact, I have set-up a situation in the locker-room, that should help earn his trust, now all you have to do is set him up for the eventual fall.

Da Original Gangsta nods his head and exits the back room, headed towards the locker-room. He doesn’t pay any attention to the backstage workers or the wrestlers hanging out in the hall, his mind focused on one mission and one mission only. He finally reaches the locker-room area and doesn’t need excellent hearing to know that there was some sort of ruckus as a half dozen wrestlers come running out of the locker-room, all wanting to have nothing to do with the situation. Darius steps in to see Kurtis “K~Dawg” Porter with his hands on the neck of an unknown wrestler, whom Da Original Gangsta rightly determines is the rookie. Darius steps in to protect this newcomer from further damage.

D-Dawg: Stand down Kurtis, there is no need to beat this kid senseless.

Kurtis “K~Dawg” Porter: But this kid deserves it for the disrespect he has shown me tonight.

D-Dawg: What exactly did he do?

Kurtis “K~Dawg” Porter: I told him he was in love with Rico and wanted to have mad sex with him.

D-Dawg: OK, and did he attack you or verbally assault you as well?

Kurtis “K~Dawg” Porter: No, the mother fuck ignored me and told me that “he was sorry I felt that way and that he hoped that my opinion of him would change someday.

Darius realizes at that point how kind-hearted and noble this rookie really was and nearly had thoughts of remorse, but those thoughts quickly subside as the prospect makes his case. The scene starts to fade as the three of them just look at each other.

To Be Continued...

["Da Original Gangsta" D-Dawg]

D-Dawg: The name is Da Original Gangsta, pleased to meet you.

Blue Chipper: I assume you already know who I am, it seems most everyone in the eWe thinks I am here to steal their glory. But, I only do this for the love of the business, I may be The Future, but I hold great respect for the past.

D-Dawg: Yeah sure, but you are only going to be known as a joke if you go to the ring looking like that.

Blue Chipper: What do you mean? Stephanie told me that an All American Preppie would be a good start for my character.

Da Original Gangsta looks the Blue Chipper over once again, starting with his designer shoes, then his 3 piece Preppie styled suit, followed by a striped tie and brown hair. Da Original Gangsta just shakes his head as he pulls his gym bag out of the locker and starts pulling some products out.

D-Dawg: Just give me about 20 minutes and I will give you a look that the fans will be sure to love.

Blue Chipper: I don’t know about that, but sure why not? Hell, you helped me with my problem earlier, so who knows, maybe I’ll like my new look.

Da Original Gangsta gestures for the rookie to sit down on the bench as he pulls out a box labeled “Hair Dye”, he starts rubbing the hair dye in the Blue Chipper’s hair and watches as it turns bright pink. He tries to stifle a laugh as he rubs the dye into his eyebrows as well. Once his hair is a suitable shade of pink, Darius grabs some scissors out of his bag and makes some adjustments to the suit, making slashes and cutting sections out of the suit. The Blue Chipper tries to voice his concerns but doesn’t want to give the impression that he doesn’t like what Darius is doing for him. So, he reluctantly stays quiet, hoping that the changes would help him with the fans. As Darius finishes, he takes a step back to get a better look at his project and is pleasantly surprised with himself. He sets his tools down and motions for the rookie to stand up.

Blue Chipper: Is there a mirror for me to check your workmanship out?

D-Dawg: We don’t have time, you need to get to the ring now.

Blue Chipper: Oh, OK, Thanks for your help, wish me luck.

As the Blue Chipper scampers off to the ring full of fight and energy, Darius mumbles his luck under his breath.

D-Dawg: Yeah, you are going to need it bitch.

Darius walks at a brisk pace towards the entrance curtain, not wanting to miss a moment of the action as the Blue Chipper’s career falls short in his public debut. Da Original Gangsta takes a position near the curtain where a monitor sits, and watches the action on the screen, but as the Blue Chipper is announced a surprising thing happens, instead of jeers, the Blue Chipper gets an ovation for his costuming choice. The fans go wild about this Punk Rock Preppie, and go even wilder as the rookie takes charge in his match. Da Original Gangsta doesn’t need the monitors to tell him how over this kid was getting and just pounds his head in frustration as the fans start chanting his name. The time seems to fly by as Da Original Gangsta can’t believe how his plan had so tragically failed and as the match ends, wrestlers and backstage workers alike stand behind the curtain ready to greet the Blue Chipper. He returns from his match after a good 20 or 30 minute ovation from the crowd and is immediately mobbed by his fellow wrestlers, who all seem to have taken an immediate liking in the new guy. The crowd of wrestlers part as Stephanie McMahon runs up to the Blue Chipper and embraces him before saying.

Stephanie McMahon: That was brilliant, absolutely brilliant. I thought the crowd would love a Preppie, but little did I know that an anti-establishment Preppie would wow them even more.

Blue Chipper: This wasn’t entirely my idea…It was actually Hom…

Stephanie McMahon: I don’t care whose idea it was, the fact that you ran with it shows that you will do whatever it takes to appeal to the fans. I can already smell the money rolling in.

Darius watches as the celebration continues and slowly fades away with every wrestler trying to give congratulations to the talented rookie. As the camera comes back into focus it appears to be the next morning at a local IHOP, where Darius and the rookie are enjoying breakfast. With the hair dye Da Original Gangsta used the previous night, being permanent, the rookie wears a ball cap to keep his hair hidden. An overweight and middle aged woman arrives carried a pad of paper in her hands as she greets the two professional wrestlers.

Waitress: Welcome to IHOP, how can I help you this fine morning.

D-Dawg: I’ll take a dozen pancakes, 3 eggs, over easy, a side of bacon, a side of sausage, one of your best cuts of steak and a beer.

Blue Chipper: Darius? You eat all that for breakfast?

D-Dawg: I have to celebrate my new contract in style, I normally would go to a place more worthy of an Da Original Gangsta, but since this hick town doesn’t have a Hilton, I am stuck eating common food.

Waitress: What’ll you have pumpkin?

Blue Chipper: A bowl of whole grain oatmeal, a side of fresh fruit, 2 slices of wheat bread, no butter, and a cup of skim milk.

D-Dawg: How could you eat that shit?

Blue Chipper: I need to keep in fighting shape, you are what you eat they say and I plan on staying healthy and a professional wrestler for a long, long time.

The waitress’ eyes light up as she realizes who the gentlemen are. She runs to the back and within moments a dozen IHOP employees are gathered around the table asking for autographs and having their picture taken with the Blue Chipper. Darius on the other hand is getting no attention from the gawkers, all just wanting to meet the rookie.

Waitress: I’ve never met a real wrestling star before. This is so exciting, who is your friend?

Blue Chipper: He is one of my co-workers, he is a wrestler as well.

Waitress: Well he must not be very good then, I have never heard of him. Well, since you are such a brilliant star and going to lead the eWe to even greater heights, I have to say breakfast is on the house, unfortunately your friend still has to pay for his meal.

Blue Chipper: Thank you ma’am, it was a pleasure coming here this fine morning.

Darius stands there stunned as the rookie continues to get all of the attention, Da Original Gangsta keeps his anger under control but quickly realizes, he has to turn the tide soon, or he may become as irrelevant as the Cruiserweight title in the WWE. The camera fades away with the Blue Chipper getting writer’s cramp from all of the autographs he is signing. As the camera fades back in, it appears to be sometime later on the same day at eWe Headquarters, the place appears to be under minimal manning with the parking lot nearly empty, as most workers have taken off. Da Original Gangsta and the Blue Chipper are shown walking from the parking lot in deep conversation with each other.

Blue Chipper: Why did we have to come here again?

D-Dawg: You do realize how popular you already are, right?

Blue Chipper: The fans do seem to have taken a liking for me, and reporters keep on calling my cell phone with interview requests. Hell, MTV already called me so they can film an episode of Cribs at my house.

D-Dawg: Cribs? Damn, those bastards never called me. Never mind, we are getting off subject, the fans love you, and you are being paid a rookie salary.

Blue Chipper: But all superstars when they first join the eWe, get this salary. Kind of a rite of passage until we get some experience under our belts.

D-Dawg: But like Vince McMahon said yesterday, he can already smell the money coming in, and you aren’t getting a dime of it.

Blue Chipper: Money doesn’t concern me, I am in this for the love of the sport, not for the money.

D-Dawg: But just think, if you had more money you could donate more to your church and shit.

Blue Chipper: You do have a point, but what do I say to Vince McMahon when I get into his office?

D-Dawg: Vince McMahon is the kind of guy who only reacts to anger and boastfulness. Go in there and raise hell, he will be so intimidated that he will give you whatever you want. Remember to call him as many nasty names as you can think of, and even talk shit about his mother. That’s the way to get a sizable raise in this business.

Blue Chipper: You sure about that? I don’t want to get him angry at me.

D-Dawg: He won’t get angry, just remember to mention that Gay Pride week is coming and to buy his boyfriend something sweet and everything will work out just fine.

Blue Chipper: If you say so. You haven’t been wrong yet.

D-Dawg: I am Da Original Gangsta baby, I am never wrong!

They finally reach the office of Vince McMahon, and the Blue Chipper takes a deep breath before entering the office. Da Original Gangsta smirks as he takes a seat in the lobby waiting for the rookie to piss Vince McMahon off so bad that he is fired on the spot. Da Original Gangsta knew his plan would work because he was becoming a subject matter expert on pissing Vince McMahon off. Finally a short time later, the door opens with Vince McMahon and the Blue Chipper exiting together in deep conversation. Da Original Gangsta waits for the inevitable firing but what happens, surprises him.

Stephanie McMahon: Thank you for addressing your concerns with me. I didn’t know you felt so strongly, but I love it when a wrestler doesn’t beat around the bush and tells me exactly what is troubling him.

Blue Chipper: I can’t believe you are giving me such a high salary. I appreciate the faith you have in me.

Stephanie McMahon: I appreciate all of the money you are making me, so the feeling is mutual. Let me know if you have any other requirements. It’ll take a couple months to order the private jet for you to use to get to events, but in the time being, I’ll upgrade you to First Class.

Blue Chipper: Thank’s for your show of faith sir, I won’t let you down.

The two men shake hands one final time before Vince McMahon heads back to his office to deal with more important matters. The rookie comes running up to Da Original Gangsta and shakes his hand vigorously before showing his appreciation for what Darius had done for him.

Blue Chipper: Thanks for helping me out in getting a pay raise, you are right, I just attacked Vince McMahon, called him a few names and he was giving me everything. I am sure my church, friends and family are going to love all the perks I am getting.

Da Original Gangsta ponders how to get at this kid and his eyes light up as he thinks of a situation that could not only hurt the rookie’s chances in the eWe, but screw with another man in the eWe he can’t stand either. He can barely contain himself as he sets his plan into motion.

D-Dawg: Tell me, have you ever been with a woman before?

Blue Chipper: Not yet.

D-Dawg: You aren’t one of those wacko’s that are saving themselves until marriage are you?

Blue Chipper: No, I just haven’t had the opportunity yet.

D-Dawg: Well my friend, that is about to change.

The camera fades away as Da Original Gangsta and the Blue Chipper both head towards the Parking Lot both with visions dancing through their heads, Da Original Gangsta’s of revenge, and the Blue Chipper’s of the good times to come. As the scene comes back together, Da Original Gangsta and the Blue Chipper are shown in the locker-room area. Both are staring at a fine piece of ass as an unknown women is bent over trying to tie her shoes. Da Original Gangsta nudges the rookie and lets him in on a little “secret”.

D-Dawg: Here we go, this is the girl who will give you the time of your life tonight.

Blue Chipper: Do you think I am that gullible? I know this is Vince's daughter, Stephaine McMahon.

D-Dawg: I know it is, but one thing you didn’t know is that Stephanie and her husband are swingers, they enjoy multiple partners, with Steph's husband, not really caring who in the locker-room is nailing his wife.

Blue Chipper: That is so sweet, no wonder everyone loves the two of them.

D-Dawg: So go ahead, help yourself, consider it your breaking in to the eWe. I mean every other eWe Superstar has been with her, so you might as well join in.

The pair continue to watch as Steph is now trying to get something from a top shelf, her arms extended upwards and her ass jutting outwards as she tries to get to something just outside of her reach. Da Original Gangsta nudges the Blue Chipper forward before giving him some final words of advice.

D-Dawg: She really likes it when you reach around her arms and grabs a breast in each hand while at the same time you rub against her ass. You do that and you are in my friend….Good Luck!

The Blue Chipper rubs his hands together as he makes his move on the unsuspecting Stephaine McMahon. He steps in behind her and places both of his hands under her arms before reaching around and grabbing her luscious breasts. At the same time he thrusts his hips forward, startling Stephaine who twists her head to try and determine who was massaging her breasts like that. At the same time Steph's husband walks in the room, having had an urgent message taped to his locker to get here as soon as possible. What he sees shocks him as he watches this newcomer all over his wife. Steph's husband face goes red as he screams.

Steph's Husband: Hey! What do you think you are doing to my wife?

Blue Chipper: Hey you want to join in?

Steph's Husband: Join in? No, You son of a bitch!

Blue Chipper: What’s your problem? Since everyone else has in the locker-room has had a piece of her, why are you mad because I want to join in the f…

Steph's husband having heard enough, pulls the Blue Chipper off of his wife and proceeds to deliver multiple punches to his chin, he then throws the rookie into the wall and slams him to the floor before mounting his chest and delivering multiple forearms and blows to the Blue Chipper’s face. The Blue Chipper is able to use his amateur wrestling skills to mount a comeback by twisting himself around so he was on top of Steph's husband. A couple of backstage workers hurry to the scene to check on the commotion and quickly break the two men apart before the fight got any further out of hand. Da Original Gangsta just stands in the corner, enjoying the show as Shane McMahon comes marching up, he stands right in the middle of the pair and tries to get to the bottom of the situation.

Shane McMahon: What in the hell is going on here? You know I don’t approve of fighting backstage, there is no profit in it.

Steph's Husband: That twat was trying to sleep with my wife, he was all over her, and rubbing himself all over her.

Blue Chipper: But Darius said…

Steph's Husband: Oh so now since Darius said he slept with her, you feel you can too. Shane, I am going to kill him…

Shane McMahon: Calm down Steph's husband, now go take a walk, it’s not the rookie’s fault that your wife rubbed it in his face. If you can’t keep it on a leash, then maybe it shouldn’t be yours.

To Be Continued...

["Da Original Gangsta" D-Dawg]

Stephaine stomps off, with her husband squared in tow, more angry at the rookie and Shane than his wife. Once the duo is a suitable distance away, Shane pulls the Blue Chipper to the side and gives him a talking to.

Shane McMahon: That was fantastic, I haven’t see Hunter that pissed in ages, I can’t believe how much intestinal fortitude you have to pull something like that with Stephaine McMahon. If I hadn’t already given you the highest paid contract in eWe history, I would do so right now. I’m proud of you son. Just don't get caught.

Darius stands there wide jawed, never fathoming in a million years that Shane would let this much conduct fly. Shane pauses and turns his head, and Darius braces himself hoping that the rookie will get some sort of verbal lashing for this. That was it, nothing like the ass chewings Darius got when he slept with other superstar’s significant others. Darius was furious and storms off in disgust, he knew exactly where his new manager was hanging out and stepped into the room angry, frustrated, and nearing surrender, knowing that no matter what Darius did, the rookie came out ahead. After throwing his little hissy fit, he turns to his manager and replies.

D-Dawg: I give up, there is no way I can bring this kid down. He is immune to anything I try.

Unknown Man: Then you haven’t tried hard enough. You might not have been able to alter the public’s opinion of him, but you have learned a great deal about this youngster while hanging out with him.

D-Dawg: Well I know he eats healthy, works out way too much, and is a virgin, hoping to get the chance to get laid.

Unknown Man: Then use what you know to bring him down. Every man has a weakness, yours happen to be 16 and starring in Nickelodeon and Disney shows, his happens to be a clean lifestyle, and the yearning to find the woman of his dreams. His live debut is in two nights, so you have until then to ruin him.

D-Dawg: I guess there is only one thing to do then.

Unknown Man: What is that exactly?

D-Dawg: Give that kid a taste of the Darius training method!

Unknown Man: You have no method except to get drunk, get laid, and get paid….

D-Dawg: My point exactly, this kid isn’t going to know what hit him.

The camera focuses on the smile of the unknown man as Darius leaves, in much higher spirits than he was earlier in the evening. The camera fades away with Darius heading down the hallway ready to start Phase II of his operation, and hoping he will have much better luck than he had trying to sabotage the rookie’s career. The camera opens back up with Darius and the rookie together driving along the freeway, nearing their destination. Darius is wearing the Armani suit he just loves to wear, while the rookie is dressed up in a casual pair of jeans and a Khaki T-shirt. They are listening to some of the music in Darius’ extensive collection but as they pull into a driveway the rookie turns down the music and questions Darius on their destination.

Blue Chipper: This isn’t Gold’s Gym, it’s a Waffle House.

D-Dawg: Who in the hell goes to the gym anymore?

Blue Chipper: Those who want to succeed in this business.

D-Dawg: Nonsense, I don’t remember the last time I’ve been to the gym, and look where I am now.

Blue Chipper: Yeah. A former Champion.

D-Dawg: Regardless, we are here to start our day off with a good breakfast, none of that whole wheat and fresh stuff here, just fat and oils, it helps keep your blood punping!

The rookie reluctantly steps out of the car and heads towards the entrance with Darius. The pair get inside and Darius takes charge ordering the normal foods that induce heart attacks, bacon, eggs, sausage, biscuits and gravy, and of course fried hash browns. The rookie looks disgusted at what was delivered to the table but doesn’t want to upset his host, so he eats the food, slowly at first, but quicker as he realizes just how good this food was, the waitress continues to bring food until both men are beyond stuffed. They sit at the table drinking their Diet Cokes as the rookie replies.

Blue Chipper: That was the greatest meal, I have ever eaten. But I am exhausted, there is no way I can get a proper work-out right now.

D-Dawg: You are facing a bunch of nobodies, you don’t really need to work-out. Let’s head over to the mall and see if we can find some lady companionship.

Blue Chipper: Fine, but seriously, I need to hit the gym sometime today if I am to maintain my physique.

D-Dawg: Yeah sure, but let’s run some errands first. The gym is open all day long, we have plenty of time.

The pair take off and a montage of their day plays, first starting at the mall where the pair play a little pinball and interact with the lovely mall shoppers. Most of the women are drawn towards the rookie while Darius only seems to get attention from the mall walkers or the Senior Citizens that frequent the malls. After the mall, the pair head to the movie theatre to check out the latest movies, after checking out The Dark Knight, the pair get back into the car and drive towards Gold’s Gym, but instead of pulling the parking lot, Darius drives 4 additional blocks and pulls into a different parking lot.

Blue Chipper: I love your thinking, we parked 4 blocks away so we could get our heart rate up before we got to the gym by jogging there.

D-Dawg: No, we parked here so we could visit “Candy’s” one of the finest Gentleman’s Club’s around. I even brought us some money so hopefully our night will end in the Champagne room.

Blue Chipper: I’m sorry, but I don’t drink the night before a match.

D-Dawg: There isn’t much drinking going on in the Champagne room my friend, sucking yes, but drinking no…

Blue Chipper: Oh, I get it, you pay women and they will do things for you in the champagne room. How cool is that! But as soon as we get done here we have to go to the gym.

D-Dawg: Sure, whatever you say.

The pair head into the Gentleman’s Club and the rookie is immediately taken aback by the sights and sounds. As he is mesmerized by all of the half naked bodies around him, Darius approaches a pair of hot blonde beauties and tries to negotiate with them.

D-Dawg: Crystal. Summer, how are you doing this fine evening?

Crystal: Damn it Darius, we told you we are not interested in you anymore. We only wanted you when you were someone big in the eWe. Now you aren’t even a big enough celebrity to appear in Dancing with the “C” Stars.

D-Dawg: Trust me ladies, I have something new and exciting for you tonight.

Summer: This better not be like the time you spread peanut butter on me and jelly on Crystal, and put us together to make a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich.

Crystal: I know, I was digging Peanut Butter out for weeks.

D-Dawg: Nothing like that at all. I just need you two to show this kid I brought in here with me a good time.

Summer: Wait a second, you are going to pay us to have sex with another guy?

D-Dawg: Not just sex, I want you to get him drunk as well, seduce him with body shots.

Crystal: Who is this person? I want to know who I am getting involved with, knowing you it’s probably you in a mask.

D-Dawg: Funny, but no, it’s with this Blue Chipper, he told me he is a virgin and I want to show him a good time.

Summer: The Blue Chipper? Wow, why didn’t you say so. I will even do him for free.

Darius smiles as the two beautiful strippers head over to the rookie as Darius continues his mission, he approaches another stripper whom he seems familiar with, she is stretching on a pole, preparing for her act and grimaces as Darius approaches.

D-Dawg: I’ve never seen someone with the name of Winter make me so hot before.

Winter: No, you and Kurt cannot make me into an Oreo Cookie tonight.

D-Dawg: As much as I know you like the creamy center, I have another mission for you….

Thus it continues, Darius spends the evening recruiting women to his cause, and after repeated rejections of Grilled Cheese Sandwiches, a Tuna Melt, S’mores, and a Pig in a Blanket, Darius was able to secure enough women to ensure the Blue Chipper is occupied for most of the evening. At first the Blue Chipper rejects the advances from the women, but as more and more women advance towards him, his defenses slowly wear down. Finally after about a half dozen Jell-O shooters and a couple glasses of Cognac, the Blue Chipper is sufficiently loose enough to party with the women that Darius had recruited for him. The party retreats to the private Champagne room but before entering, the rookie exclaims.

Blue Chipper: I AMZ THEE GREATESSST OF ALLH TIMEH!!

His drunkiness obvious, Darius relaxes at the bar and enjoys a little gin and juice as he waits for the rookie to be finished with the Dirty Dozen he had recruited for his cause. He has a long time to wait as the Blue Chipper was obviously enjoying himself. Countless hours later the Blue Chipper is still in the room. Darius glances at his watch and realizes that if he didn’t get the Blue Chipper to the arena quickly, he would end up no-showing his weigh in for his debut, and once Shane realizes where he had been all night, it would be Darius and not the Blue Chipper who would be fired. Darius, normally not one to bust in on someone with the ladies, well that’s a lie, but nevertheless, Darius opens the door expecting to see the Blue Chipper passed out from all of the alcohol and his wild night with the ladies, but the exact opposite is true, the Blue Chipper is still at it over 18 hours later, still living it up with the gorgeous ladies Darius provided for him. The Blue Chipper reacts angrily at the sight of Darius.

Blue Chipper: Why are you interrupting me, we can’t deny these women the opportunity to be filled with greatness.

D-Dawg: Easy Player, you have your debut match in a couple of days, I have to get you to the arena for your weigh in.

Blue Chipper: I don’t give a fuck about wrestling, I just care about that sweet, sweet ass I have been nailing all night.

D-Dawg: You do realize, these women are hookers right?

Blue Chipper: Pussy’s, pussy….

With his lack of sleep and the fact he had been going at it for almost a day, the rookie proved no match for Darius as one punch was all it took to take the Blue Chipper down for the count. Darius lifts him up and places him on his shoulders, much to the objections of the strippers who were enjoying themselves immensely. Darius apologizes and quickly heads out to his car, dumping the Blue Chipper into the back seat and takes off towards the arena, breaking every traffic rule in sight. He finally makes it to the arena in record time, and with the Blue Chipper still knocked out, Darius devises a way to get him into the arena., without Bischoff discovering what he had been up to. Darius opens his trunk and digs out a dress and a blonde wig he just happened to have inside of it, after a few moments the rookie is all decked out and looking surprisingly like a female. Darius lifts her, umm him over his shoulders and walks towards the backstage entrance, no sooner does he get through the door than he is approached by Bischoff, who is looking quite nervous, it doesn’t stop him from harassing Darius though.

Shane McMahon: Please tell me she is legal Darius and that you did not use any illegal substances to make her this way.

D-Dawg: What’s the legal age in this state?

Shane McMahon: As much as I want to lay into you for your misdeeds, I have more important things to worry about. Have you seen the Blue Chipper? He is over an hour late and I have hyped his appearance tonight heavily in the local media. We have 25 thousand fans ready to view the debut of this man live.

D-Dawg: He told me he was going to get here early and do his pre-match ritual.

Shane McMahon: What exactly is his pre-match ritual?

D-Dawg: No clue, but I think it involves hiding from you.

Shane McMahon: Keep it up smart ass and I’ll make a rule about bringing passed out minors to the arena and your love life will be toast.

D-Dawg: Well, this bitch is getting heavy, I’ll talk to you later.

Darius hurries by Shane, keeping the face of the rookie hidden from Shane’s view as he moves towards the locker-room, hoping his plan didn’t tragically backfire on him. He kicks open the locker door and looks around, thankful that nobody was around. He strips the clothing off of the rookie and then grabs a bucket of water before throwing it in the rookie’s face. His eyes snap open from the shock of the water as Darius paces around wondering what to do.

Blue Chipper: Where am I?

D-Dawg: We are at the arena, and you have a match in less than a week but you haven't trained at all.

Blue Chipper: Oh shit, I am not going to be ready at all.

D-Dawg: It’s OK, you are facing a bunch of nobodies, get it together. Some dead guy has beaten most of these wrestlers before, so even drunk and not ready at all, you still stand a good shot at winning.

Blue Chipper: What happened last night, I don’t remember anything, I just have this killer itch around my crotch.

D-Dawg: Just relax, get into your ring clothes and everything will work out just fine.

Darius leaves the rookie alone as he covers his head in his hands, trying to shake a killer headache. The camera fades away with Darius all smiles as he leaves the locker-room, and reopens backstage near the curtain as the rookie’s on camera debut had just completed. Dozens of wrestlers have congregated backstage to welcome the rookie after his on camera debut, and none have good things to say to him as he holds his head down.

Stephaine's Husband: Oh God, I haven’t laughed this hard in years, I have never seen someone lose to Paul London, let alone in 30 seconds. That is by far the worst display I have seen in my life, topping that pathetic Gillberg performance back in WWF.

K~Dawg: I guess the future of the eWe is pathetic and boring matches. I guess Stephanie McMahon doesn’t like money.

D-Dawg: Future MVP my ass, that kid is the future Maven if he keeps performing like that.

The rookie looks up, finally realizing that he had been betrayed by the Darius stares at him with a hurt look in his eyes and if Darius had a heart, it might have even effected him. Before the rookie could continue his walk of shame, Stephanie McMahon bursts through, his face red in anger.

Stephanie McMahon: That was absolutely the worst wrestling display I have ever seen in my life. Not only are you fired, but I am suing you for breach of contract. That’ll teach me to trust the training of Bret hart. Now get out of my face.

The crowd disperses as Darius quickly fades away towards a private locker-room area, as he enters, he is approached by the man in the shadows, but this time the man shows his face in the light and revealing himself to be Tazz.

Tazz: Welcome back Darius, you did it, you took down that Blue Chipper and the only obstacle that stands in your way for dominance in the eWe. Now all you have to do is seal the deal at Summer Slam's Ultimate Three Phase Challenge with a victory.

D-Dawg: That match is as good as mine. But I need to ask you, how did you know that the rookie would falter if exposed to the Darius training regiment?

Tazz: There is only one man in the eWe who can not only handle that regiment, but handle it and win, and that man truly is Da OG.

D-Dawg: All I can say Tazz is we have quite a few memories together, and I vow that I will create countless more, with your management skills and my in-ring ability, we are unstoppable.

Tazz: Indeed, we are. Hey remember that time you and I spent the day training at a Strip Club and you still destroyed your opponent.

D-Dawg: Or how about the time you broke Sabu's neck.

Tazz: That was sweet.

D-Dawg: We can’t forget last year when we had that contest and you ended up sleeping with some guy, that shit was funny as hell.

Tazz: You son of a bitch…That night never happened…

D-Dawg: Really? For a night that never happened, I remember it quite well.

As the duo continue to argue into the night, the camera slowly fades away into nothing.