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OVERDRIVE V ROLEPLAYS
Topic Started: Jul 31 2012, 05:43:07 PM (625 Views)
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~~~OVERDRIVE V~~~~
DALLAS, TEXAS
AMERICAN AIRLINES CENTER
RP DEADLINE: TUESDAY AUGUST 21st 11:59 PM CST
SHOW UP: TUESDAY AUGUST 28th

~Opening MAtch~
Mr. Pornstar vs Doo Doo

~Second match~
Jessica Tendonin Vs Avris

~Third match~
Jay Williams vs Benjamin Washington

~Main Event~
~2 on 1 Handicap match~
Cam Davitt Vs Viva La Revolucion
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:huh: We see a worried Mr Pornstar nackstage after the incident earlier on Beacj Blast.
He can,t get his wife Stormy Weather on the phone so he called one of his friends to look if all is well?
Just got a call back that sje is tusjed to the gospital why his friend don,t know.
He must address Do Doo he don,t want but will do it brieg.

Mr Pornstar.Do Doo you are big and nasty sorry me mind is elsewhere.
You and I will meet I do know it will be tough but most match,s are when opponent ain,t on your level.
Before go a word for Ricardo when you wanna help ok but hold your hands off my ass please!
Do doo you want a fight you can get that a fight.

The friemd calls that Stormy Weather fell out the bed and because is pregnant doctor wanna take her up.
See Mr Pornstar run to the parkinglot to step in his car but Do doo attack him.
What now wow Ricardo come to Mr Pornstar aid and attack Do doo security come running.
Mr Pornstar open the car door and Ricardo jump in and they drove away.
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Cam sits on the beach outside his home, looking out at the ocean. Ever since Candice had left for Vancouver life had been quiet, too quiet. He had tried to help Neela along, but she was learning quickly, and had now had an extremely successful defense of her title, although there is some he can teach her, she was quickly becoming the wrestler she wanted to be, and that left even more time for Cam to think about the past, about things that had been right and wrong. He remembers when he first met Candice, how he had been so stunned by her, by her looks, her attitude, by all of it. The fact she was one of his best friend’s sister hadn’t matter at all. Cam remembers the match with Alzy, when he had to give everything he had and then some for two reasons, one for the title he held at the time and the other for her love. That takes Cam even further back, to the other girl he had loved in his life, one that made things right and that only Candice had been able to take the place of…..

Hey stranger, forget my number?

Cam looks over his shoulder to see Lynn walking towards him. He marvels at how happy she looks, as if she could look anything but great. She sits down next to him and looks at him.

Cam: What?

Lynn: Studying the meaning of sand or water?

Cam: Very funny. Just thinking.

Lynn: According to your neighbor that seems to be all you do lately.

Cam: Great Neela is spying on me.

Lynn: Don’t worry, only Billy and I know what’s going on. What IS going on?

Cam: Meaning?

Lynn: Come on, I didn’t buy that shit Jordan was saying, or trying to say about you and Neela.

Cam: That’s something.

Lynn: Then he teamed you with that waste of air Burden, which if you ask me is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of. Even Ron hopefully has the good sense to get rid of him. I wouldn’t have even let him in the company, but then….

Cam: Have you decided what you’re going to do about that?

Lynn: Could we focus on you? What’s with Jordan putting you in a two on one match?

Cam shrugs.

Cam: I figure it’s his way of trying to make some damn point about how he can beat me when we do meet. Little does he know he better learn to write with his toes because I plan on breaking his other arm.

Lynn: Yeah well try not to be as gruesome as I was about it. Although it was a fluke, but still. Anyway why didn’t you come over this last weekend? People were asking about you.

Cam: I’m not very good company, as Neela seems to have told you. I just….didn’t feel right being around your family and all.

Lynn: You know they think of you as family, well at least most of them. The ones who don’t can go fly a kite for all I care. But that group wasn’t there anyway.

Cam decides to switch topics on Lynn, not wanting to discuss what was REALLY on his mind.

Cam: So what’s up with you and Ron and that whole mess?

Lynn rolls her eyes.

Lynn: Well I talked to Robert, and he can’t find anything in all that paperwork that says Ron DID give me FTWO, which means I could try to take him to court and fight him that way. Instead of doing that, and probably losing, I’m going to maybe try a direction he can’t refuse.

Cam leans back and stares at his best friend.

Cam: You wouldn’t dare. No way Lynn! You love this business way too much. It would kill you to do that.

Lynn shrugs at this.

Lynn: There are only a few things worth fighting for. I gave up that fight once when someone told me that they had to let me go in order for me to be happy. I listened to him…..and don’t get me wrong, I care a lot about Billy but it’s a decision I regret at least once a week. Just like the decision I made to NOT persuade you to come to….well what was HCW and instead let Brian, I love the kid but I miss having you around.

Cam looks surprised at this.

Cam: Really?

Lynn: Yes really. Cam I know the last couple years I haven’t been the friend I should have been, and….there are times I wish we…..

Cam: You’ve been thinking that too?

Lynn: Yeah. Please don’t get me wrong. I thought it would work with him, and it has been great with Billy, but something has been missing. Having someone who knows me heart and soul. But then you had Candice and…

Cam: You know, I was with her for so long, yet since she left I wonder if I ever really knew her. Hell I have moments when I wonder if I did the right thing by fighting for her like I did. I realized that the reason I turned to her so fast was because I let go of the one thing….I always wanted. I had that thing and….I let it go. I shouldn’t have, but I thought I was doing it for all the right reasons.

Lynn: What are you trying to say Cam?

Cam: I want to give it another chance. I want to be sure

Lynn: I think we should work on our friendship first. We kind of put that aside the last couple years. I know that I’m the one….

Cam turns on Lynn, furious.

Cam: Stop it! It wasn’t you, it was me! I let….all my personal shit. My sister, my mom….even Candice. I got so wrapped up in my own little world that I pushed the one person I shouldn’t have out of it. I hardly ever Troy these days, I feel like I barely speak to you once a month when at one time if I went longer than five hours without talking to you, I felt like I would go crazy.

Lynn: It was me! You want to know why? Because after the car accident when I first saw the bandages, something in my head went haywire and I thought for months I was ugly! I couldn’t have you of all people see that. It’s taken Billy two YEARS to convince me that I’m not. But for months I thought I was like……

Cam: Like Ron?

Lynn looks away from Cam, not wanting him to see the tears in her eyes. He knows it was exactly what she was thinking, and he reaches over and takes her hand.

Cam: I could never think of you as ugly. Ever since that first day I saw you I always have thought of you as one of the most beautiful women I know, and I’m the one who is better for knowing you. I’m the one who can weather your temper, who understands your moods, all of it.

Lynn looks at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

Lynn: But what about…..what do I do about…..

Cam: Why do anything about him right now? Let’s see what happens and then you can decide. The fact you’ve been with him this long tells me that he does mean something to you.

Lynn: Now, you want to tell me why you haven’t said anything to these two clowns?

Cam snorts.

Cam: I shouldn’t have to.

Lynn: Look we can sit out here and talk to the seagulls all we want, but look, I have to team with Britanie of all people, one of the last people on earth I want to, but I’m also going to show Ron that he isn’t going to get under my skin. That means that you can’t let Jordan get the better of you and get to you. Show him, and these two, what you are capable of, say your piece and then see what happens in return.

Cam nods in agreement and stands up. He offers his hand to Lynn and helps her to her feet.

Cam: You’re right, as usual. Let’s do this.

Lynn: Afterwards we can talk about whatever you want, and figure out where things went sideways.

Cam: Or maybe do something besides talk.

To Be Continued

On Camera

The scene opens to show Cam Davitt sitting on his patio looking out towards the ocean. It doesn’t seem like he realizes the camera is there…until he speaks.

Cam: Jordan Post thinks he can scare me, intimidate me. Little does he know I have faced worse and came out still standing on the other side. You boys think you might be able to scare me into thinking I’m already beat because this match is two on one, but fact is that this time I don’t have to count on some worthless partner to take care of you. I know you two saw how I handled Burden, I left him in the ring alone because I wanted you guys to take him out of SCW, and it seems you have done just that because he is no longer with this company. I’m GLAD for that, and I do owe you two a gracias for putting him in his place. But you know, some things you said last time got me to thinking, and doing some research, and I have a question for you. When did either of you sit in the main event spot in SCW? Because I’ve checked over the last few months, pretty much since it opened and NEITHER of you have been the main event until now. See, the main event is reserved for people like the champ Neela Shizeguma or for men like me, who are proven stars, not for guys who can barely find their way to the ring.

Next, could you PLEASE get your facts correct, Lynn is not my aunt, Lynn has been my tag team partner for sixteen years and is my BEST FRIEND! I am very, very proud of that fact, but why should I expect to ignorant assholes who probably can barely read be able to get shit right. But still, anyone who looks at the name Feral Destruction, which is the name of the team I had with Lynn and then looks at the team she is part of now, The Brewsters would figure out that I’m not related to her. As for friends and family passing me by, I am a very proud holder of a FTWO title for two and half years, and no one, but no one EVER beat me for it. I was also a world champion. So try doing some damn homework before you open your mouth. See this time, I only have to rely on one person and that is myself. As for Jordan, I don’t give a flying fig about him, I’ll take care of him when the time comes. This time, I am concentrating everything I have on you and that partner of yours.


Cam takes a deep breath, for he has let his temper get the better of him, something he’s not known for. He’s always been the calm one, the one who lets his wrestling prove his points.

Cam: Alejandro, I respect you because you understand what it’s like to be part of a tag team yet want to be your own self. But really, you need to talk to Antonio because he has so many facts wrong that it’s not funny. You talk about your burdens in life, I’ve had my fair share. A family torn apart when I was young, partially due to a father walking out and a …..mother who wasn’t fully in her right mind. A sister who turned to the enemy of my family, the enemy of my friends, knowing she would hurt my friends and me by doing so. I understand poverty like you wouldn’t believe, and you may not believe me, but I was insulted for years. I was told I would never break free of Lynn’s shadow, I was accused of riding her coat tails that was until the day I won my first singles title and after that day I never looked back. However I do take offense that you say I’ve done nothing in SCW, I have no bragging rights. I have proven I am still a top star, just like I was in other companies. As I told Antonio, I am main event material, I live to put on a show for the fans, and I have made my point proven in SCW. You asked a couple weeks ago why I was so arrogant, I earned it a long time ago, before you two were even on the scene. I know I’m not facing Jordan Post, his day will come, I’m facing you, but the difference this time is simple. Instead of having to rely on a partner who doesn’t even have the decency to show his face before our match…..I only have to rely on the one person I trust more than anyone else. That person is myself. I’m not afraid of taking you two on, in fact I welcome it because I intend to show Jordan exactly what he’s in for when I do face him. I hate to say it….but you two will be my prime examples of what I’m capable of.

Camera fades to black as Cam gets up and walks away.

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Chapter 1: A new beginning.

The coffee shop was bustling with soccer moms and executive type people. Their suits and Rolex's shuffled through the throngs of people as they tried to get their orders. Their chaotic lives held together by the mere fact that the break in their routine was the only salvation they had for the day. But one man, a man who wasn't like the rest, was sitting alone and by himself in a corner table. His laptop sat open in front of him, the white screen of the email inbox painted the screen. His jeans were clean and pressed, but his black t-shirt and jacket clung to his body. Suddenly, the sky outside darkened. The rain begn to pelt the ground and building as the higher class people ran to their cars to get away from the rain as they exied the coffee shop. But the man just sat there, watching the rain fall and the mindless wealthy scatter. As he took a sip of his coffee, he pressed a button on the keyboard with his free hand and a red light turned on on his laptop. Looking into the webcam, the man cleared his throat and placed his coffee down.

Man: August 21. The day my life is changed. The day that all my training in the professional wrestling world will finally mean something. My debut in SCW is one that should be a time I am excited. Now don't get me wrong, but I am excited. Greatly as a matter of fact. But yet I walk into SCW as the unknown. The variable that can change at a moment's notice. And that's how I am honestly. I'm a constant change, like a chameleon's skin to blend in with it's surroundings. But yet I look at the roster. I look at my opponent. The history I have found on this guy is astonishing. Multi-time champion in various federations. Part of several dominant factions in the professional wrestling world. All in all, this guy is a fucking legend. And I get him my debut match. Now before I continue, allow me to properly introduce myself.

My name is Benjamin Theodore Washington. I was born in Norfolk Virginia. For a long time, I had forgotten that I wanted to be a professional wrestler, it wasn't until a couple days before my father passed away last year, that he reminded me of a dream I had when I was a child. You see Mr. Williams, when I was a boy, maybe five or six, my father and I started watching pro wrestling on the television together. He said I enjoyed it so much that I even told him I dreamt of being like the men I had watched on the television. After he died, I started my quest on becoming what I am today. For a year I trained hard. I busted my ass working in the heat of Florida honing my skills. My trainer was caring but ruthless when it came to holds and simple basics. I learned a lot and to him I thank him. But finding the proper federation to join, I really didn't know which one to go too. My trainer told me about FTWO, said that the roster was a little too big for a rookie like me to debut in. Than I found SCW. A small roster. A small federation that was growing. The perfect place for me to debut. And on August twenty first of this year I make that leap. I go from dreamer to achiever. I make my debut in SCW to the fans in Dallas, Texas. I make my debut against the legendary Jay Williams.

Now Mr. Williams, I know you know nothing of me. I am an unknown to you. A rookie that has been set in front of you. A small obstacle. Not a big deal to me. My whole life I have been picked on by my brothers and sisters. If I was an arrogant man, I would throw out the fact that I am a more highly educated man than you, but alas I am not arrogant. I am cautious. I proceed to our match with extreme caution honestly. I am confident in my abilities Mr. Williams, so please do not get me wrong. I am cautious to the fact that I know nothing of you. I could sit here and watch dozens of tapes of your past matches and dozens of files of matches historically categorized as well. But in the end Mr. Williams, I will stand across the ring from you. I will stand and I will fight. That's the American spirit Mr. Williams. The ability to fight and not back down. I was named after Benjamin Franklin. Not a revolutionary man per say in the fighting category, but a brilliant man who made notable discoveries for our country. This country. But to close out this little rant Mr. Williams, I will end with this. Good luck Mr. Williams. I shall see you in Dallas.


Benjamin hits another key on his keyboard and the webcam turns off. He closes his laptop tucks it under his arm as he walks towards the door. There is a break in the storm. As he walks outside, the wind howls and the sky moans. Walking to his car he opens the door and throws his laptop on the passenger seat. He climbs in, barely getting under the roof before the rain starts to down pour once more. The engine sounds and he cautiously pulls out of the parking lot. Driving off into the Washington D.C. thunderstorm, Benjamins car disappears in a sea of other cars.
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(OOC: Not Sure Andrea is gonna be posting anything, but here is something to start with, in case she does.)

As the scene begins, two people, a man and a woman, are seen wrestling around on the ground, laughing. They seem to be trying to take possession of something. After a moment, the woman raises the object in her hand, standing triumphant. Jessica helped her husband, LT, up to his feet. They kissed and he pulled her body against his, separating after a few seconds.

“We’re on camera, love,” Jessica said, pointing. LT responded by cupping her backside with both hands and lifting her up. She laughed he kissed her cheek and set her down. “You know, I’m going to get you for that later, Lucius!” Jessica smiled as LT went off camera. She adjusted her clothing before taking a seat.

“After over a month in this company, my time in the ring has finally come. This week on Overdrive, I take on Avris Mardini. I admit, I haven’t been paying attention the happenings in SCW unless it was to do with my husband. I am a little miffed that it took this long for me to be given a match,” Jessica said truthfully. She really hadn’t been watching much of SCW. “But, now, I get my shot in the ring.”

“Avris, I want to speak directly to you. I spent last night doing some checking up on you and your in ring history. After seeing your matches and viewing the segments you have been involved in the past, I have come to the following conclusion. You like to use your past as a crutch to lean on. You say it makes you the person who you are and that you want to forget about it. When you lose, you blame it on simple things like being distracted or having not taken your medications, or some other cock and bull excuse.

“You let your vision become clouded because you are stuck in the past. In few words, you blame all your problems on your past, but then say that it makes you stronger. That’s quite contradictory. I won’t linger here too long, as my husband and I have plans for today, but I have some advice for you. Take your medications, get a good night of rest, eat a full meal, and do whatever you have to do in order for you to be at the top of your game. I don’t want to hear you whining about how your deep dark past made you lose when I add to your loss count.”

Jessica finished talking and then she stood up, the object still in her hand. It was her VTAC. It wasn’t loaded, but she liked having it in her hand some times. As she went inside the house, the camera panned and followed her. As the door was closed behind her, the scene ended as briefly as it had begun.
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(Fade in to the familiar garage area where you see our subjects seated on the couch outlining the wall. This time you see a big white pickup truck parked within a few feet of them and the garage door open. A fan is blowing nearby with cans of coke sitting on the floor next to them.)

Antonio: Well, well, well... Look who's back... It's the boy that likes to leech off the family name. Looks like I struck a nerve didn't I? I could care less if you're offended or not, the fact is you know I was right. You didn't win the world title until the fed closed. So the fact you brag about a title you never defended is quite comical, to be honest. You were a career mid carder hidden in the shadows of your partner. The fact you're even in the main event is evidence enough of you trying to leech off of other people, namely Jordan Post. Without him, you would be opening the show bowing down to us. Luckily, he has opened his eyes and chosen US to take out the trash for him.

(He chuckles, taking a sip of his coke. He bends over to pick up a magazine from the nearby rack on the floor with the initials HVW. He flips through the pages to see pictures of Cam Davitt as a tag team champion. He shakes his head and scoffs at the very sight of it.)

Antonio: The problem with that is that you've run into far superior talent. Unlike the last time, you won't get away with defeating a career mid carder for the World Title like that waste of space Travis Daniels. This time, you will be facing people trained by the greatest cruiserweight of our generation, Eric Herrera, someone that actually matters. Why have we not reached the main event? It's pretty darn obvious. This federation does not appreciate our talent, just like the rest of this country. Our raza has been held back countless times even on national television but not anymore. Once we lay your career to rest, everyone will know where the real talent lies. Neela is merely keeping that title warm for us. You can whine all you want, but you can't stop this revolution. Even if I were to outright let you bring a partner to the ring, you would fall short... again. You're only good at beating people when their back is turned, but I will get revenge for our boss when it matters, here tonight.

(He nods as he lets the magazine drop to the floor. He then walks towards the opposite edge of the garage to look at a long framed collage of Eric Herrera's career over the past 8 years. He then looks down at the floor with a clenched fist.)

Antonio: Never have we been given an opportunity to prove our worth till SCW. Every other company used us to face new people, wasting our prescious time for years. But now, no more worrying about other people. It's time to make a statement. We're gonna expose you for the fraud that you are, Cam. You can take all those circus championships and shove them up your ass because as far as this fed goes, you proved your worth alright... your worth as a coward! You had an opportunity to prove your bragging was worth it. Instead, you ran away from your tag team partner cause you KNEW you wanted no part of the REAL main event of this company. You ran the same way your precious partner did when HVW Competition got tougher. But this time you got nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. So, tell your partner to save a spot on the couch for when we crush your dreams for the second straight show. As Linkin Park says... No More Sorrow... Ta-ta...

(He walks away and extends an arm as if to signal it's someone else's turn. Alejandro rolls his eyes and scowls at Antonio as he leaves the room.)

Alejandro: I honestly believe all that money has made him really believe he's the best. I, however, know we still have to earn it. You wanna talk about bragging rights, Cam? Then why aren't you a Champion at the moment? Last I checked, the champions are Jesse Osuwu and Neela Schizeguma. You've yet to face a main event caliber wrestler in your short time here. Hell, all that time has been taken up trying to provoke our owner out of retirement. Can I really be confident your focus will be on this match? I highly doubt it. But I am not about to doubt your wrestling ability. I love watching your matches, it's just a matter of getting your attitude in check. That is possibly why you didn't do much in other companies. Suffice it to say, I don't feel right walking into this match...

(He drifts off and sighs. He then rests his chin on his hands which are propped up on his knees.)

Alejandro: This is not the way I wanted to make a statement. A handicapped match, being used by management as henchmen. I know Antonio is probably loving this but I don't. I'm a man of honor and learned to face my competition directly. How can I be proud of a match that's slanted in my favor? If it were up to me, I would have offered to let Neela tag with you but sadly I have no control in what happens in this company. I just look forward to the challenge of competing against a tag team legend. Emphasis on that portion, since I don't feel you've proven yourself enough as a singles competitor. I encourage you to prove me wrong. Once those companies ceased to exist, so did the relevance to this match. I could brag about all we did in the independent scene, but all it would cause is for the audience to fall asleep. I'm not Antonio, I'm not gonna bore you with useless props that have nothing to do with the match. All I'm gonna do is let my fists do the talking as my raza taught me the hard way.

(He sighs and leans back on the couch, looking at the ceiling as if he was looking for answers.)

Alejandro: The fact is we have something of our own to prove, Cam. As much as your focus towards our owner means to you, Shane Warner made a mockery of our raza and it's up to us to make him pay for it. We want to show the world lucha libre is alive and well, that Mexicans are rising up the ladder with every passing day. I look at all my family and friends... they sold their soul to come to America, all to find that they were lied to. That America has turned their back on their origins and become about peer pressure... about the money and power. I refuse to blend in and forget where I came from. Durango is very much a part of my heart and soul, I will be fighting for my raza when i walk down that ramp preparing to face you. Underestimate us all you want, Cam, but just remember one thing... All that complaining you're doing about being underestimated? It goes both ways... the unknown is often the bigger challenge. You walked away from our match, you disrespected us on that night. We busted our asses for years to make it this far after wrestling hundreds of dark matches and now? I'll be damned if we let that go to waste. See you at Overdrive... good luck...

(Fade to black.)
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Part I
May 30, 2012

(Fade to the backstage area, where Jay is walking to his locker room in a pissed off mood. Waiting in that same room is his brother Lance. He just slapped his own forehead as the television was showing a recap of Jay's match with Macy.)

Lance: What's going on, man? The brother I know would have beaten that rat in two minutes. Is there something on your mind?

Jay: (sigh) I don't know, man. My head is turned in so many ways. You got Eric and Vero having the kid, then you got us trying to help finalize the papers for FTWO. I never envisioned myself being a businessman till HCW.

(He checks his cell to find nearly a thousand text messages from having turned it off since the weekend before the show. He rolls his eyes making it apparent that it's been really really hard for him to catch up to anything lately.)

Lance: Ah, so that explains not answering my calls.Then, maybe it's time to take some time off to finish those transactions.

(There is an awkward silence as Jay stares at the ground shaking in anger. Lance waves his hand around his face a couple times and then stands in front of him.)

Lance: Come on, man! You can't possibly focus with all this shit going on! I know you love this sport but let's be real, man... Danny means more to us than a silly contract. Our brother needs help, badly...

(Jay sighs and sits against his locker with his knees propped up. He props his chin on his fist and shakes his head.)

Jay: I waited this long to wrestle all to have it taken away from me. I'm tired of letting everyone down. Jordan put his trust on me all for me to walk on him.

Lance: Jordan will understand. You can't afford to miss out on our brother's first child. He sacrificed time out of his hands to train us and now it's our turn.

(He closes his eyes and leans back.)

Jay: World title number three is gonna have to wait, again. Just remember one thing... Once this transaction is over, everyone on this roster is dead.

Lance: I don't expect it any other way...

(Fade to black.)

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Part II
Present

(Fade in to the familiar cottage house where our subject is sitting in the living room watching the last episode of FTWO. He seems to be impressed with the product being presented. He has a contract sitting in front of him labeled SCW as Lance walks towards him once the footage ends.)

Lance: Surprised Ron has fielded such a great product after being away for so long.

Jay: Indeed, couldn't have gone to a better guy. Glad to have that out of the way. I thought for a while he wouldn't last but it's been great. It feels great to not have so much shit to do.

(Lance nods and goes to sit down next to him.)

Lance: So does this mean you're returning?

(He points to the contract noticing it in front of him. There is a slight pause as Jay sighs.)

Jay: A part of me wants to return so badly. I miss that ring like a pill.

Lance: I understand. I wanted to go to UCW badly but once Rage pulled that shit on my students, I knew I didn't want to work there. Women deserve to be treated equally. Hopefully some day I can find a home. For now, you deserve happiness.

Jay: Would you like to come with me?

(The question catches Lance off guard. He stays frozen for a while before shaking his head.)

Lance: No, I beleive we have done enough as a unit. I appreciate the offer but this is YOUR opportunity to shine. I proved my worth in TWE and MCW. You need to do the same. These people still doubt you since your last XPW Title.

Jay: I could care less what they think, to be honest. If this was me in old days, i would let that get to my head but now I just want to enjoy the atmosphere again. It's true when they say you don't know what you have till it's gone. Whether I win a title or not, I'll leave that up to God to decide. I just want to return to kicking some ass and taking names.

(Once again he's cut off guard. Jay laughs and shrugs.)

Jay: What? At some point we all have to grow up. I had my fun as a kid but now it's time to realize there are more important things to care about than a strap. I look forward to working with these younguns and proving my worth all over again.

(Lance smirks impressed with his brother's reply. Jay signs the contract in front of him then they had to the ktichen to talk some more. Their talking is not really audible but you can hear the laughter from far away. A way different professor indeed. Fade to black.)

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Part III
The Shoot

(Fade in to the American Airlines Center where we see our subject wearing a Dirk Nowitzki jersey and an Astros cap. He's leaning back in a relaxed way with an arm draped around the seat to his left and right. Definitely not the professor we're used to as a wide smirk appears on his face.)

Jay: It feels so great to be back home, the big D! I remember growing up watching the Mavericks play in this same arena back when we sucked horribly. Now to see them win the title two years ago was long overdue and rewarding. It only makes sense that phoenix rise from the ashes in his own backyard...

(He leans back and sighs.)

Jay: I never realized how much I missed this place till the match I lost to Macy Kaos. Back then, I had so many things going at the same time it was crazy. Then to see a young buck beat me that way really did a number on my ego at the time. Sure, I was pissed to start off but eventually i learned to appreciate it more and more with the long withdrawal. I began to crave that mat like a drug. It's like they always say... You don't appreciate it until it's gone and now, I want it back so bad. Even if I have to start from the bottom tonight against this youngster, Benjamin Washington.

(He leans forward with a serious look on his face.)

Jay: It's refreshing to see a youngster that does not allow fame and fortune to get to his head. All those past years, I spent trying to take out my frustrations on the world. I was a man blinded by rage. But after getting more time than I'd like teaching kids, running the business end of three federations, and plenty more stuff, I now appreciate this sport more than I ever have. I'm not gonna bore you with accomplishments or past accolades cause to me they ain't worth shit. It's like if I had debuted all over again, because that part of me is dead. The unknown goes both ways. This new professor is much more focused and much more deadly than ever before and it starts at Overdrive.

(He stands up and walks down the aisle till he reaches the bottom. He touches the railing that leads toward the ring side area and leans forward.)

Jay: I remember going to so many wrestling events here hoping that someday I could be there. Now, to be able to return to here is almost poetic. I would like to extend the olive branch to Jordan about our past. I really could care less about what happened in our rivalry and want to focus on making myself a better person. I killed off several people with my ego and regret it every passing day. Even though you're new, I won't underestimate you. I was once in your position. I walked in as the noob and then went on to beat half the roster for my first singles championship in XPW. I learned my mistake with Macy and won't do it again. Good luck, Benjamin, you'll need it fairly soon.

(Fade to black.)
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:huh: We wanna report about how is with Stormy Weather but her manager forbid us to talk about this private matter!
But we may ralk about the man we saw backstage during Beach Blast a man who many saw in 80,s wrestle tes the real one Tum Tum.
They say the new boss of Playbox Inc adviced him to be on Beach Blast as his huest.
Very simple Tum Tum yes a 50 years old man was trafing blows on a event backstage with one of the bookers!

We see and hear Mr Pornstar laugh but can,t see what he sees on tv?
Yes the incident with Tum Tum is illagal taped and a gospiv program show it.

Mr.P.Man it,s funny I know James Thomas for a long time didn,t knew he could box yes gave that guy a left hook on the jaw.
Me manager knows I,m upset and forbid me to talk about the private matter,but need to address her fans.
My wife let know she is greatfull for all support through mail etc vut asj to let ys solve this matter self!
Also she wanna stated her feeling bad got nothing with our future plans to do!

Mr Pornstar grab the tape and put it in his briefcase and leave for the gym.
We see him lift some weight and use a dimmie with Doo doo face for some moves.
Then Ricardo comes in the gym smile on his face but why?

We see the guys talk then Ricardo leave and Mr Pornstar sees the camera.

Mr.P.Doo doo I have heard is your last match in this promotion ok!
No attacks or any other actions to give you more chances to win.
You better can have to deal with me in the ring then get mu mentor the real one yes Tum Tum getting in your face.
Because Doo doo tou are big but no legend killer so getting in his way could be a painfull lesson.
About our match I know you give 100% and I need give 110% to get you out of me haur.

We ssee the real one knock om Mr pornstar l door no battle plan with private conversation will be let us leave.
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