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| Mississippi QUEEN!; Do you know what I mean? rp 1 | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 8 2008, 05:33 AM (105 Views) | |
| bignasty | Oct 8 2008, 05:33 AM Post #1 |
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**The scene opens up in a dark room. The only light seems to be coming from the glow of the TV that is mounted on the wall. The camera moves closer to that glow to see that on the TV is Guitar Hero III. The music coming out of the TV is Mississippi Queen performed by Mountain. There is a shadowy figure sitting on the couch. The song plays, then you can hear that there was a mess up in the song, due to the fact that the guitar stopped playing. The screen flashes, when the menu screen pops up, and the user restarts the song. Again, there is a mess up, and again, the song starts back up again.** Man: Shit, I keep messing up on all the easy stuff. What the hell? Gotta restart AGAIN! **The restart happens again, and the unknown man keeps playing. He gets to the end of the song, and there is a long note to hold. The man misses that note. He brings up the menu, then proceeds to headbutt the Guitar for Guitar Hero. His head goes straight through the guitar, snapping it in half.** Man: Damnit! This is the third one...TODAY! Damnit! **You can see that the sillouhete of the man is taking the Wii controller out of the guitar. He takes the thrashed peaces that just recently met his head, and throws them back behind the couch. There i a clash of plastic. The camera looks down to see a pile of trashed and broken Guitar Hero guitars. The camera looks back up to see that the man has already begun to play again, with a new guitar. He finishes the song finally, and to the joy of the man, he had completed the song without flaw! He starts jumping up and down, cheering!** Man: WOOO HOOO! Big Nasty, you are the MAN! That's three songs completed without any miss cues! DAMN I'M GOOD! I'm a Guitar Hero GOD! Alright, now to master Talk Dirty to Me...by Poison...one of the GREATEST Hair Bands EVER! **Big Nasty stands up, and selects the aforementioned song. The song begins to play, and if you didn't know this was a video game, you would have thought that Big Nasty was actually rocking out, and playing this song. One misscue...Big Nasty stands up, and completely stops playing.** Big Nasty: You've got to be kidding ME! I hit that note you stupid piece of crap! Didn't you just hear what I said...I'm a Guitar Hero GOD! You treat your GOD like this? I shall SMITE THEE! **Big Nasty picks up the Nintendo Wii from the floor. He promptly ejects the CD, and throws it across the room. There is a loud thwack, and then the vibrations of the disc can be heard. Big Nasty quickly shuffles through a bag on the floor. He pulls out a case, that looks to be Guitar Hero III. He opens the case, puts the disc in, and disposes of the case behind the couch, landing in the pile of deceased guitars. He plops down on the couch, reaches to his right, and grabs a can of something. He looks to take a sip, but starts sniffing around. He quickly puts the can to his left.** Big Nasty: How did a piss can get on the soda can side? That could have been fatal! **Big Nasty chuckles to himself, while reaching for an unopened can. He pops it open, and takes a chug of the drink, while the game continues to load. He puts the can down in time to bring up Talk Dirty to Me again. He begins to jam out and play. About mid way through the song, and a flawless playing of this song, the door opens up, and the lights in the room come on. The camera turns around to see that Double D himself, Derek Damage is standing at the door. He looks into the room, with a look of disgust. He looks over at Big Nasty, who looks like he hasn't showered, shaved, or anything, in days! On the floor, there are about ten broken guitars, and about five opened cases of Guitar Hero. The camera turns around to see that there are four Guitar Hero III discs sticking in the wall. Along side that is a piece of a guitar, with the butt end laying on the ground. There are pizza boxes laying all over the floor, along with cans of Rockstar Juiced, Pepsi, and Gatorade G2, just slewn about the floor around the couch. On the left side of the couch, there are at least two dozen empty bottles and cans...well, not quite so empty. Two of the bottles are full with a substance that can only be urine! Big Nasty stands up, sheilding his eyes from the harsh light. His hair is messed up, and going about 20 different ways. He's wearing a wife beater tank top, with many pizza and drink stains all over it. He has black UnderArmour shorts as well.** DD: Nasty, what have you been doing for the past couple of days? I've been calling you since Saturday MORNING! You haven't been playing this stupid game all weekend have you? **Big Nasty is hesitant to answer the question. He looks back and forth, and sways from one side to the next.** Big Nasty: Ummm...uhhhhhh.errrrr...Well, funny story here my man! You see, I just picked up my Wi--. DD: Damnit Nasty, I got a match for you this week. You're facing Tim Timmons for the right to come over to War Zone. You've just been playing this stupid game all weekend, how do you expect to win a match, when you're just being a fat and lazy SLOB! **Big Nasty gets a smile on his face. He turns around, and begins playing the game again. He drops his large 6'11" frame into his nice black leather couch, and begins to jam out again! This really looks to piss Double D off, as he seems to be getting more and more irritated as the notes fly by.** DD: NASTY! WAKE YOUR ASS UP! Look, I can only do so much. I got you the match you have to do the re--. **Big Nasty finishes up the song, and sticks a finger in the air. He doesn't take his focus off the game, as he goes to select the next song. He begins playing, and begins to talk.** Big Nasty: Look, Derek...my brotha! Be Easy...I've got this. Look at who I am...and look at who Tim Timmons is. This guys crowning acheivment in the cZw is holding the Hardcore Title three times! WOOOOO! Look at me...I'm Tim Timmons, I took a shit in a bag three times...I'm the greatest person ALIVE! I'm not scared! In fact, if you look at the track record, I'm UNDEFEATED against this jobber! He doesn't deserve to be on War Zone...he doesn't deserve to be in the same ring....no no...wait...he doesn't deserve to be in the same ARENA as me! He's not on the same level as I am! I'm the former Intercontinental Champion, and he took a sh!t in a brown paper bag...you let me know which one of us you're more worried about! **Big Nasty pauses for a minute as the loading screen comes up, after the completion of yet another song.** Big Nasty: Heh, thats interesting. There was a quote that just popped up DD, you should have read it. DD: Well Nasty, are you going to help me out, or are you going to continue being a useless bum?!? Big Nasty: Well DD, since you put it so bluntly...it says..."You're only as good as your last performance...and your last performance SUCKED!" DD: Are you saying that I suck? Because I could just call this whole match off, and give Timmons the contract. **There is a long pause, then they both break out in laughter!** DD: WOOOOOOOOO! Man, I almost couldn't even complete that sentence without breaking out in laughter! Big Nasty: Derek you arrogant bastard! I would never tell you that you suck! I'm talking about Tim...he's only as good as his last match, and if my reaction counts for anything...WHICH IT DOES...then his last match SUCKED! In fact, he just sucks in GENERAL, because all of his matches are just TERRIBLE! **Big Nasty continues playing Guitar Hero as this whole conversation is going on.** DD: I am an arrogant bastard...you're right, but thats just me! You got a problem with it, then deal with it! Now, are you going to get off this stupid game console, or am I going to have to make you get off it? **Big Nasty just sits there, playing Guitar Hero, and paying no mind to the threat that DD just made to Nasty.** DD: Look man, we've got work to do, and I can't have you hanging around me smelling like two day old pizza and urine! Now I'm going to come over there.... **Big Nasty pauses Damage by putting his left hand up in the air, revealing that he has a single fingered salute in his had, just for DD!** DD: Boy, don't make me come over there and whoop your ass! **Big Nasty just starts laughing, as he continues to play his game.** Big Nasty: C'mon old man, quit making threats and come over here! You know, you're lucky I'm on your side, because I'm a force to be recconed with, and I just tear through everybody that steps in my way. Do you want that in your grille? I didn't think so! DD: Yeah, you're right, I am lucky you're on my side, but if you don't get off that damn Wii...damnit! Just do it! How do you expect to do anything to Timmons...did you see his latest promo? He sounds like he means business! Big Nasty: Well, as you can obviously tell, I haven't really seen much of anything but a guitar in the past three days! But let me see if I can hit the main points that Tim hit over his teeny little promo. **Big Nasty pauses for a minute to think. He gets an idea, and throws a finger in the air!** Big Nasty: I've got it! He said that I stole EVERYTHING from him...right? Well, in that case, here comes the long line of me taking things of yours...even though that contract to come to War Zone isn't YOURS at all! Lets see....how about this...how he's the greatest ever, because he held a title that is held together by duct tape and chewing gum. Tim, for the 15 billionth time! THE HARDCORE TITLE IS A FAKE TITLE MADE TO MAKE YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH! IT'S A PIECE OF GARBAGE! DID YOU EVER NOTICE HOW ONLY JOBBERS GO FOR THAT TITLE? Moron! How about this...he said...uhhh...he challenged about...twenty members of the Assault roster...thusly cashing checks that we all know his scrawny white ass can't cash! **DD Looks impressed!** DD: Wow Nasty, how'd you guess all that? Big Nasty: Umm, basically because Tim's promo's are all the same. He ALWAYS says the same thing...over and over and over and over and over and over and over again! It's no surprise, and I'm going to continue with the non-surprises...by continuing to whoop your ass. You know, now that I think about it, Tim...I think that I've kicked your ass almost all over this world...in Europe...check...in Canada...Check...in the good ol' US of A...CHECK! Tim...the gig's over, you can stop acting like awrestler...we all know you aren't! DD: Well Nasty, there's one thing you didn't guess. And that is that he compared you and him, and that he had the audacity to say that one of you had to stay and keep Assault afloat. Big Nasty: WHAT!?!?! WHAT DID HE SAY!?!?! **Big Nasty drops his guitar, stands up, turns around, and looks straight at DD.** Big Nasty: Look Timmons, this joke of a career you've had going on has gone long enough! You will NEVER compare you and I. When I leave to go to War Zone, Assault will sink quicker than the TITANIC! You are goign to be the anchor pulling them down. You see, this is what life has been like for me over the past couple of months since I've been the headliner of Assault. I'm the person keeping Assault above water, while you try with ALL your might to pull us down with your inadiquate wrestling, and your sub par promos! Well, I'm washing my hands of it. There is nobody on this Assault who is man enough to keep this brand affloat! Jesse is the captain of the ship, and he's driving it into the ice berg! The time for Assault and it's dominance will be over when I jump over to War Zone! Tim, when I get done with you, this will be the LAST time we ever meet again! I'm tired of beating you...and I kind of feel bad. I feel like I'm just padding the stats in the win collum! Well, the stat padding will continue on War Zone, but it won't be with you buddy! Aren't you embarassed by how many times you've stepped in the ring with me, and how many times I completely just dominated you!?!? Well, you should be! Now DD...to the Nasty MOBILE! We have to hit the GYM! DD: It's about time...lets go! **Derek Damage leaves the room, while Big Nasty just walks in place, making loud noises as if he's walking with him. Derek starts to talk as he exits out of view. Big Nasty smiles, and looks over to the paused screen. He sprints, and leaps over the couch, grabbing the guitar, and he plops on the couch once again, continuing to play. The scene ends as we see Derek Damage sprinting in the room, and jumping at Big Nasty.** Edited by bignasty, Oct 8 2008, 05:38 AM.
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