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Rose Jenkins vs. Vivi ©; SCASSARI MATCH FOR THE BCW ROCK & ROLL CHAMPIONSHIP
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SCASSARI MATCH FOR THE BCW ROCK & ROLL CHAMPIONSHIP
Rose Jenkins vs. Vivi ©

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Tirri

Rose’s Diary: is this all I am?(off-cam)

They were scared of me. Two grown men running scared from me. Is that what I want to be? Do I want to be someone who frightens people?

Is that what I am? A monster? Someone to avoid… someone to tread carefully around so I won’t get angry?

All I want to do is the right thing. I want to prove that I can be more than just a hired muscle. More than just a bouncer… more than just another ghetto bitch from Brooklyn. Yet… wherever I go, whatever I do… It all boils down to my size and my strength… always. Nobody ever sees beyond my size. Nobody ever sees beyond my strength and my reputation…

Yes. I have a temper. But you needed to have that if you wanted to survive Brooklyn. I’ve done things I’m not proud of.. Not because I wanted to but because I had. To Survive.

Does that make me a monster? Does that make me something to fear? Everything I’ve ever done has been done to get out of what I was born into. Poverty. Crime. Fear. Anger. I’ve fought those for so long.

Have I fought all those things for so long I have become what I hate? Have I become nothing more than the stereotype I am associated with?

Fuck that. I’ve never gotten anything handed out for me. I’ve fought for a better life from the day I learned to walk and talk. For food. For money. For survival. For respect. And what has that gotten me? Nothing. From Samantha Star to Denis and Frankie to Ricky Rhodes… All anyone ever sees is a tool. A backup plan, Someone to intimidate others.

Even Cammie. The Pazzini Bitch who I could never beat. Fucking hell. Had i beaten HER I would not be in this shithole. But I couldn’t. Should I stop fighting the tide? Should I just embrace what people want from me?

Scassari… a match designed for violence. But Vivi isn’t to blame for my problems. She’s innocent. She’s just trying to do whats best for her. She deserves respect.

But everybody expects me to destroy her. I saw it in the eyes of everyone in Adrenaline. They see Rose Jenkins and they expect violence. They only see what I can do and immediately expect me to do just that.

Fear. That is the feeling I cause in others. Not Respect. All I’ve ever craved is respect. To be respected for what I stand for and what I have accomplished… and yet all I ever get is fear.

Is that all I am?

Should I even try to fight it? Maybe for once I should just embrace the expectations and give the people what they expect… a bloodthirsty monster who has no remorse.

But could I live with myself if I did that? Could I destroy Vivi, take the belt, walk into the locker room and look myself in the mirror?

Maybe.

Maybe not.

Who knows.

But do I even want to find out?

It would be SO easy to just do that. To give in and do things the easy way.

To stop fighting the tide. Stop expecting people to start respecting me.

Stop trying to change the perception everyone has of me.

Stop trying to be more than just a stereotype.

It would be so easy.

So… Easy…

Just… break Vivi and take what I deserve.

Because that I deserve. I’ve been eating shit for a year now. Fucking Ricky. Fucking Cammie. Fucking Tex. Fuck the lot of them. Ricky wants a monster? It would be so easy to just take it.

But he’d win if I went there.

But does that matter? Does it really matter anymore? What if he wins? The fans already call me a sellout. They already call me his lackey.

Maybe I should just be that?

Maybe… just…

Maybe.

Beauty and the Beast (on-cam promo)

We open up to a view of Rose Jenkins sitting in a dark room. So basically the usual setting for a Rose promo… but something in her posture is off. You can see a small booklet with a pen on top of it laid on the bench next to her. She looks up and there is just something… off about her.

“We’re just a few days away from Ace of Spades 2. Just a few days away from the most violent match seen in BCW. Atleast on paper.”

She chuckles. A hint of malice in the sound as it rattles off the bare concrete walls.

“The Scassari match. Me versus Vivi Baker for the Rock ‘n Roll title. Funny really. Last year this time I was set to become the top champion of BCW. I fought in the Dead Man’s Hand for the Rush championship. And ever since I lost there, everything has been going from bad to worse. But finally I have a chance to redeem myself. To finally cement myself as a fixture in the annals of BCW.”

Rose stands up to her full glory and stretches, her knuckles making a loud cracking noise.

“Unfortunately, in a cruel twist of fate… to do that I need to go through the only person in this company I have ever respected. Vivi Baker. And literally go through. Because knowing her… she won’t stay down until I’ve broken every bone in her body.”

She says that in a matter of factly manner that sends a chill down your spine. And finally it clicks. What’s been off about her. Her eyes. They are completely cold. Like something out of a Supreme Machine promo. Her whole expression is cold, almost emotionless.

“You people have been hounding me. Telling me I sold out to Ricky Rhodes. That I got a titlematch handed out to me for serving the boss. Do you people REALLY think I WANTED to fight Vivi? I’ve NEVER had any issues with her. On the contrary. I would’ve preferred to fight anyone else. Hell, if the decision was up to me I would be fighting for the Rush title. Not because I think I’m above the Rock ‘n Roll title, but because I don’t want to fight the one person who I respect in BCW… the only person in BCW who has treated me with the same respect.”

Even though she speaks of Vivi fondly, her voice doesn’t reflect it. Nothing changes in her tone or inflection as she talks. As if she was speaking of the weather.

“But instead Dead Man’s Hand is beyond me. I can’t get my hands on Matt Stone anymore. This Scassari match is my last chance. If I choke here… I will always choke. Or so I will be told time and time again.”

Another chuckle, but this time the malice is replaced with anger. And that bleeds into her voice.

“All I ever wanted was respect. To be respected by my peers and the fans. Instead all I have ever gotten was either fear… or ridicule. And I’ll rather be feared than ridiculed. Vivi… as much as I hate it, I won’t hold back when it comes to fighting you. Camilla made sure that in the match I have access to all the tools I need to finally put you down for good. To do Ricky’s bidding. And I will do it. Not for him but for me. I’m doing it for Rose Jenkins.”

She says the last few words in a VERY specific manner. As if to underline her message.

“All I’ve heard people say is sellout. Lapdog. Hired muscle. Fine. You want that? I’ll give you that. At Ace of Spades 2 I will give the people exactly what they want. They want the plucky underdog good guy fighting off the big bad monster. I will give them the fight they want. But the outcome won’t be what they want. I’m sorry Vivi but you won’t be leaving Ace of Spades 2 as the champion. And whether you leave on your own two feet is up to you. If you know what’s good for you you will go down and stay down.”

Again with the matter of factly manner that is downright creepy. What is going on with Rose?

“The people want a bad guy to boo. I’ll give you a bad guy, I’ll be the monster under your beds. I’ll be the beast who faces down the beauty. But I won’t turn to a pretty prince in the end. I will show you just what Rose Jenkins is capable of when forced into a corner. Vivi, as much as I want you to be literally anyone else, you aren’t. It will not be anything personal… just business. I will give the fans what they want. Blood and lots of it. Your blood. They want a bad guy? I’ll give them a bad guy.”

Finally the cold exterior breaks into anger. She moves closer to the camera, a fire lighting up in her eyes as she continues.

“And Ricky? You want a monster to chuck at those who you dislike? Fine I’ll give you that. I’ll tear Vivi to shreds. I’ll take that title from her just like you’ve wanted someone to do for a year. But I won’t be doing it for you. I will be doing it for me and me alone! You want a monster? I’ll give you a MONSTER!”

Rose suddenly turns and hammers her fist through a wall, leaving a noticeable dent in the concrete. Without turning back to face the camera she continues talking, a tranquil fury seeping from every bit of her being.

“But you should be careful for what you wish for… because know this Ricky. Know this Cammie. Know this BCW fans. Once I cross that line. Once I unleash the full potential I have in me… There might not be turning back. And once my goals stop aligning with yours… You are on the firing line. Cammie, once you stop being useful to me, I will come back for you. I will take the vengeance I was denied. Ricky, if I go to that place I’ve avoided for years… not even you are safe. Once I break my principles… nothing will stop me from tearing your spine from your body and chopping you up for the rat you are. Do you really want me to go there?”

Finally she turns back to the camera, a few pieces of concrete falling to the floor from the spot where she had buried her fist.

“And Vivi. For your own sake. DO NOT PUSH ME! Go down and STAY DOWN! For your own sake. For the sake of the fans. For the sake of the company. Go down fast and STAY DOWN! Because my time is running out. This might be my last chance at being something. And if it truly requires me to be the monster everyone expects me to be… so be it.”

She walks right up to the camera and stares a hole on it. Speaking unusually softly.

“The time of doubt. The time of regrets. The time of pity. The time of talk is running out. Ace of Spades is upon us sooner than we realize. And before you know it…”

She does her trademark finger wagging and and we fade to black with her catchphrase ringing in the airways, with a helping of ominous threat that has never been there before.

“Tick tock… TIMES UP!”
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Old Grudges die hard (off-cam)

Rose Jenkins stands infront of Ricky Rhodes’ office, wondering why she was called in there. Having gotten the invite from Cammie was slightly confusing, but as far as she was concerned, there was nothing that could worry her. She knocked on the door firmly and waited for a response.

“ENTER” came the response, clearly from Cammie rather than Ricky. As Rose walked in, she saw Cammie sitting in Ricky’s chair, a cigar in her hand having a smoke. “Please have a seat. Don’t worry, the chair’s reinforced.” She joked, flashing Rose a wry smile.

All Cammie got as a response was a stare best described as “really?”. Rose leant against the wall and shrugged. “Does your pimp know you’re sitting on his chair? If I was him I’d get that disinfected asap.” The behemoth wasn’t about to let Cammies jabs slide unanswered. “So what do you want?”

Cammie decided to ignore the barb, dodging those things was all she seemed to do between Rose & Matt... for people at opposite ends of things they sure had a lot in common. “Cut the flap. As you may observe, I have a laptop here. Been watching some videos. You know, cute kitties, fat girls falling over... oh, and your little promotional video you did for Ace of Spades II. Very nice. Very cute. Very... misleading. I liked the part where you convinced those suckers watching that you’re doing this for yourself and not because Ricky & I are telling you what to do. Good job, A+, wanted to say congratulations. But we know the truth... don’t we Rose?”

You could see Rose’s jaw clench at Cammie’s words, but outside of that she managed to keep a calm demeanour. “Please. Do you really want to go down that route Cammie? I thought I made myself very clear. You are in my crosshairs just as much as Vivi. This here is an alliance of convenience that started out as a forced affair. Given half a chance I’d smack that grin off your face just as gladly as take apart Vivi in Ace of Spades. Just don’t push your luck Cammie, who knows when Ricky gets tired of your old stretched out pussy and trades you for someone younger and prettier.”

“If he wants someone younger and prettier he can go find a street rat. I fulfill the only real desire Ricky has... and that is purely financial. As long as I choose to bankroll this dump, I ain’t going anywhere. As for you having me in your crosshairs, well... I can see why that would be the case. Jealousy and bitterness I assume. But let’s not just bicker back and forth. You call this an alliance of convenience. And that is true. You get your fame, your glory, and the Rock & Roll Championship, and we get that little rat Vivi put down. But I want you to know what’s at stake here. You win... and you’re the champion, sure. But if you actually fancy keeping that title for more than a cup of coffee... then why stop there?”

She chuckles.

“Look, I know you hate my guts. And that’s fine. I don’t like you either. Hell, I don’t even need you to tell anyone you’re working for us. Go on camera, suck up to those idiots in the crowd, be the new people’s champion, I don’t care. But much like Vivi will find out at Ace of Spades when you pulverise her to within an inch of her miserable life... you don’t cross the boss and win. Not in the end. So how about you stay on our side, do what we say, and live the high life, make good money, and be the star you always dreamt of? OR... you could throw it all away and make an enemy of us over something as trivial as an old grudge. Because as much as you think you can take me down... as long as I have Ricky’s ear... you’ve got no chance sister.” She grins. “Whadda you think?”

Rose looks thoughtful for a moment, until she takes a few quick strides to get right up on Cammies face. “See Cammie, tell me something. After I take the title from Vivi… and decide to tell you and Ricky to fuck off… how will you take it off of me? A small runt like Vivi managed to evade your attempts for a year. Who do you think can take the title away from me? All you’ve done thus far to take me down a peg has been a screwjob after a screwjob after a screwjob… since you so love to flaunt the financial side of things… what do you think the crowd and the talent will feel like watching or working for BCW when they see how the management treats those who cross them? Or in my case, do you think ANYONE will ever work for you when they see how you treat someone who actually did what you wanted? That’s what you don’t seem to understand Cammie. You’re so used to getting your way, much like Ricky, that you don’t seem to consider the consequences of your actions. The only reason I’ve been doing your bidding is because I am a woman of my word. AS much as I hate it. But if you try to cross me after Ace of Spades, I’m going to make your life a living hell. Ricky can’t protect you forever Cammie, and I don’t have Samantha Star holding me back this time. I’ll do what you want at Ace of Spades, I’ll take the title away from Vivi but I dare you. I DOUBLE FUCKING DARE you to try to play games with me afterwards.”

Rose bangs her fist to the table.

“See Cammie, you didn’t watch my promo closely enough. So let me reiterate to you. Unless you have something other than empty threats to offer… I am done with you. I don’t mind working with Ricky because at least he knows his limits. You on the other hand, you are just begging for a beatdown. And the only thing preventing me from reaching over and strangling the fuck out of your STD-ridden body is my sense of professionalism. You got nothing Cammie. You got fucking NOTHING you can do to threaten me. There was a time when you could’ve but that time has passed. You’re nothing more than a self-serving bitch who’s gotten everything handed to her over the years and who thinks she can do anything she wants and get away with it. You are nothing but a has-been who’s trying to pay her way back into relevance. And that is why you are on my case so much. You can’t stand the fact that despite all your efforts back then. I am still here and still relevant. But go ahead Cammie, keep yapping. ‘Cause that is all you have left. Your mouth.”

Cammie frowns for a second. “So Rose... if that’s really what this is, and you’re so.... ‘Relevant’, why are you slumming it in a shithole like Memphis? Why aren’t you in fucking MSG or the Staples Center selling out in front of thousands of people? I can powerplay the way I want, because I know people don’t often wrestle for BCW by choice. They do it cause we’ll take all kinds of misfits and fuckups like... well, you basically. The ones who do choose to come here, like Todd Williams, well they do that because we assure them they’ll have free reign to do what the fuck they want. No restrictions. Go be a fucking superstar. You see how this works, Rose, huh? If you wanna walk away, big fuckign star you think you are, go ahead. See how many promotions want a washed up never-was. You’ll be bouncing bars in Brooklyn before the summer’s out. And let me assure you of something. I am not threatening you... well, not yet. Because you do as I say, when I say, and we don’t have a problem. You can have your run, make a shit load of money, and lie to those idiots in the crowd about it. I won’t cross you, unless you cross me. And if it comes to that, well...”

She smirks.

“Try me. Because as much as you think you’re a big shot Rose, you ain’t never beaten me at a damn thing. Wrestling, powerplays, Cards Against Humanity... nada, nothing, zip. So go. Have your match. Maybe I’ll get a closer look at your handiwork in person.”

She takes a puff of her cigar, before blowing the smoke in Rose’s face.

“Your choice, kid. Now get out MY office.”

Contrary to what you’d expect, Rose doesn’t blow her lid. Instead of that she suddenly starts chuckling. She reaches over to Cammie but instead of slapping her or doing anything else, she merely pats Cammie on the head in the most condescending manner she can. “So you are human after all. So I finally found the nerve to rattle you.”

She pats Cammie on the cheek and grabs the cigar before taking a few steps towards the door. “Don’t worry… sister, I will take the belt at Ace of Spades. And you can bark as much as you want Cammie… You can’t hurt me. Everything you’ve said has been told to me a thousand time before and I’m still here. I don’t do this for money. I do this because I want to. And if you think you can bribe me with cash or threaten me to compliance you’ll be in for a surprise. Just know this Cammie… You’ll get your due in the end. And until then.. Enjoy.”

She opens the door, looks at the cigar she’s still holding and crushes it against the wall. “You know that smoking is bad for your health? You should stop it. The only thing that’s going to kill you slowly is me.”

With that she steps out and slams the door shut. Cammie just shrugs and lights up another smoke. “My friend Cori was right… Those black bitches ARE mental”
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The scene opens with the BCW Rock & Roll Champion Vivi, walking around the ringside area at Mount Bluff. She has a hooded sweatshirt on, the title over her shoulder, and seems to be looking around the place.

“I remember the very first Adrenaline like it was yesterday. Me & Anti, standing in Ricky’s office. Something about him rubbed me the wrong way instantly, I can’t put a finger on what exactly, but we definitely got off on the wrong foot. And from that point onward, it felt like he was against me. Setting me up to fail. From my first match against Rose Jenkins on Adrenaline #2, through winning this title and keeping it, I always felt like the management of this company wanted me to fail. I felt as though it was me against the world, especially when Antarctica, my partner, attacked me at Hardware Havoc. But the thing is... I realized I wasn’t alone. I had all the Bluffians with me.”

She smiled a little.

“Hindsight 20/20 and all that... I couldn’t be happier with how things went. Because at the end of the day... I’ve become so much stronger. Because of the fans, because of circumstance... but most of all, because of the adversity. The fact that I’ve had to fight through Memphis Mayhem, Krig & Pooch, everything they threw at me... it meant I had to get better, get stronger just to survive. So I’d like to thank you, Ricky Rhodes. I want to thank you for making my life hell. I want to thank you for throwing obstacle after obstacle at me, because in striving to fight back and ruin your little schemes, because it’s made me a far better, more dangerous competitor than I ever would have been. So now, Ace of Spades, I face the latest obstacle, back where it all started, Rose Jenkins. In the Scassari match.”

She shakes her head.

“The Scassari match is brutal. Rose Jenkins is brutal. This could be my toughest challenge yet. It’s no secret that Rose & I respect each other, maybe even like each other. But the way I hear things, Rose seems to think she’s going to run right through me. Destroy me, and take my title. So have countless other people thought the same. The thing is... Rosie... I’m not going to lie down. I’m not going to give up. And if you really, REALLY want this title, you’re going to have to beat me to within an inch of my life to do it. I’m not the same scared little girl you beat up over a year ago on Adrenaline #2. Far from it. I am one of the best wrestlers, and the best damn hardcore fighter in this company. And until you or someone else pins my shoulders to the mat, that fact ain’t changing, sugar. I’m coming in there to beat the hell out of you, because its your ass or mine. I know you’re likely to be the fight of my life. But if you want my title, you’d better be in for the fight of yours. See you out there, Behemoth.

With that, we fade to black.
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