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| An uneasy alliance formed; Jackal RP | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 2 2008, 10:46 PM (117 Views) | |
| The Jackal | Oct 2 2008, 10:46 PM Post #1 |
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The Jackal emerges from behind the curtain directly following his altercation with Maynard O’Toole. His face is red, his eyes bloodshot with a look of fury behind them. The sound of the crowds still echo through the Alltel Arena, seemingly cheering the fact that, just moments ago, Maynard found himself victim to the deadly Jackal Lock. As Jackal walks, seemingly with a purpose, he approaches a coffee machine. He searches himself for some change but he is dressed in his wrestling attire and has no pocket. He looks frustrated and begins to look around, he spots a young man dressed in black trousers and black top with ‘event staff’ written on his back in white writing. He looks to be not much older than a high school student and is walking past in a confident manner. The Jackal walks in front, cutting him off as he is about to enter the refreshments booth. Err, young man. Do you have a dollar, I need a coffee? The young man looks at the Jackal confused. Sorry sir, but I don’t carry change with me. If you buy something off refreshments I can provide you with change. The Jackal slams his hand hard on the counter… I’m having a bad day, I need a coffee… now give me the money! The young man reels backwards at the show of anger by the Jackal. At first he looks intimidated, but then he appears to find a hidden confidence. I am sorry sir but if you continue speaking to me like this I shall inform security and have you removed. The Jackal stares a hole into the young man and begins to walk around the back of the refreshments counter. The confidence the young man found seems to have seeped away as he begins cowering in the corner. Jackal stands over him and lifts up his right fist as if he is going to clobber the young man - - - - Out of nowhere Maynard O’Toole appears from behind. The Jackal notices the young man’s eye divert to behind him and so turns to look behind himself, but is too late as Maynard’s fist crashes across his jaw, knocking him onto his ass. With Jackal down the young event staff boy creeps past the fallen Jackal and looks at Maynard, who looks him up and down then laughs, before running off… leaving the two CZW superstars to it. Just who do you think you are embarrassing me out there? I have tried to work with you but you are so damn caught up in yourself. Well …Jackass, its time for you to start taking notice outside your own messed up head for a while. As Jackal starts to stand back up, his eyes full of fury, his teeth clenched tight and his fists tightened…Maynard holds ground with a cool look on his face. He smiles arrogantly as the Jackal gets back to his feet, holding his jaw and shaking his head, seeming to shake the cobwebs off. So what now? You’re gonna hit me? You’re gonna do your Jackal lock? And where does that get us… okay you may feel better, for a while. The Jackal moves closer to Maynard, his eyes staring, a snarl on his face as he appears to be ready to pounce at any minute. But later tonight, when you and I are in that ring with two of the biggest giants on the roster… Jacob and Ezra… Maynard’s smile drops as he moves closer to the Jackal and stares him in the eyes. The tension between the two as they lock stares is off the scale. Anyone around the back area has either left, hoping not to be noticed, or stopped what they are doing to watch this altercation… Well, lets put it this way, if we don’t figure out a way to co-exist; one or both of us could be leaving on a stretcher! The Jackal and Maynard continue to stare, Jackal breathing heavily as if to try and hold back his pent up aggression. Maynard just stands calmly, his eyes locked on the Jackal… his face now very serious. They continue to stare, but then surprisingly it is the Jackal who looks down first! Maynard, I trusted you at Extreme Intervention and I made a mistake. But, I see in those eyes that you mean what you say tonight! I may regret this but okay… I will work with you tonight and I will have your back. Just make damn sure you have got mine. I've had enough betrayal in the last few weeks, I don't need anymore. The Jackal holds out his right hand, palm outstretched. Maynard looks down and they shake hands as there eyes remain locked. Turn on me tonight and I swear, I will beat you so bad that... Maynard interrupts the Jackal mid-sentence, speaking loudly as if trying to get his point across. You don't need to go there Jackal, I'll wait until after the match to get mine The Jackal smiles briefly and then resumes the serious, focused look he had previously, the tension still high between the two competitors as they stare eye to eye. Tonight, we go out there and we take out those two oversized horror story rejects. And then at Horrorcore, you will enter your own horror story. For it will be you versus me for that CZW Intercontinental championship! And you need to know that I will do anything… and I mean anything to take that title. This is why I am here, to win gold. You are the longest reigning intercontinental champion ever, and for that I give you respect. But I am the most dangerous man in CZW, I am the submissions specialist and at Horrorcore, I use everything I have learnt, everything I know and I use everything I have in me to take that title from you. The Jackal smiles slightly as both men continue to keep there stares locked. And Maynard…I am taking your title! Maynard nods his head and then smiles That was pretty good; you almost had me quivering there. Most dangerous man in CZW! But then I remembered, you’re the same Jackal that I beat in the King of Combat tournament. The same Jackal that I outlasted at Extreme Intervention, whatever the circumstances! You see I’ve heard all the talk; I’ve had guys with bigger egos than you talking themselves into thinking they can beat me… but they never do. When I look into your eyes I see a fighter, no doubt there, but I also see that element of doubt. And Jackal, it is that doubt that makes the difference between a challenger like you and a champion like me… that doubt is what will lead to me walking out of Horrorcore…still CZW Intercontinental champion! Maynard turns around and walks away, leaving the Jackal alone with his thoughts. As Maynard leaves the area, limping slightly, the Jackal nods his head. He then smiles to himself… a sadistic smile! He then turns to the camera… You see that! Maynard talks about doubts, but we know where the real doubt lies don’t we? The real doubt is in his head. Okay he has beat me once before, but this is different and he knows that. He knows what the Jackal can do… and he knows at Horrorcore I am coming after him. I have no doubts in my head, I know I can beat him! Jackal smiles and then his smile turn to a frown as he turns back to the camera. But tonight, it’s not about the Jackal and Maynard fighting each other. It’s about two sworn enemies trusting each other to take out a common threat… that being Total Mayhem. The Jackal moves closer to the camera, his eyes fixed on the camera… fixed on Total Mayhem through the camera lens. Total Mayhem, you oversized horror story wannabes. Yeah you may be two big seven footers, you may have this reputation that proceeds you of being two sick bastards! But you don’t scare me… for I am the Jackal! I invented the word sick, I can be sicker when I’m relaxing on my sofa than you guys when you are doing one of your ridiculous promos in the ring or back here. I hope that weird homosexual guy spins us a sick match, so I can show you what being sick really is!!! Being a super-heavyweight means absolutely nothing when you are in the ring with a guy like me. I have trained with bigger guys than you; I have fought meaner, angrier guys than you. The Jackal pauses as there is a commotion over the other side of the backstage area. There is a group of cameramen and they appear to be surrounding someone… it is Mack Beaudin who has arrived at the arena for his main event farewell match up with Jesse Montana. The Jackal watches for a while, with a cocky grin on his face, before turning back to the camera… It does not matter how big you are for I am a master of the wrestling art. I know how to take big guys down, and once you are down you are at my mercy. Does being seven foot or three hundred pounds mean that your ankle joints can’t still pop out of socket! Does it mean you can’t get your throat crushed in the Jackson Crush? Is it going to help when you are choking on your own blood and the oxygen supply to your tiny brains is cut off? Are you going to be able to do your big power moves with broken freakin ankles!!! The Jackal smiles… Total Mayhem…You are suffering a bit at the moment… a few losses in recent weeks. But it’s all about to get a whole lot worse. For I have been on something of a roll. And my roll is going to continue on into Horrorcore with me winning the intercontinental championship! Maynard is on a roll too, but his roll comes to an end at Horrorcore. Though tonight, in our match, both me and Maynard continue our rolls by beating you two and making your losing streak just that little bit longer. Jacob….Ezra….tonight…you will either TAP OUT OR PASS OUT!!! The Jackal turns around and smashes his fist into the till, causing it to open. He takes out a dollar and walks over to the coffee machine. As he places the coin inside and gets his coffee, various staff members look on… but not one mutters a word. The Jackal smiles to himself as he drinks his coffee. He smiles to himself as he knows he is ready, ready to defeat Total Mayhem tonight… and maybe ready to send Maynard another small message, should the chance arise. |
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