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| Reputation is...EVERYTHING; RP vs Tommy Sixx | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 10 2009, 11:44 PM (48 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Jul 10 2009, 11:44 PM Post #1 |
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Pete Travis was the lead singer of badboy heavy metal band "Jellyfish Kiss" The band were notorious throughout most of america for being the "baddest" group out there. There would regularly be headlines in the newspapers and on television about them and the antics they got up to. In the summer of 2007 Lead singer pete was arrested for possession of a half kilo of herion and a handgun backstage at a gig the band were playing in Los Angeles. Pete was tried and convicted of all charges brought against him and sentenced to 5 years imprisonment; he would be eligible for parole in 2 and half providing good behaviour. At the request of Pete himself and undoubtedly to confirm his "hardman" image he requested that he be sent to a maximum security prison, He was sent to Carstairs Penitentiary on the outskirts of Los Angeles. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The prison yard is bustling with activity ,cons are everywhere segregated into their own cliques and gangs. The Whites, Hispanic and blacks mostly keep apart and to their own groups and there are a few individual cons who sit or stand alone for various reasons. The gate to the yard opens and Pete walks in having just been processed at reception, The guard escorting him uncuffs him and pats him on the back : Ok Mr Rockstar this is your playground for the next 5 years and these lovely people all accross this yard are your new housemates. Haha im sure your gonna fit right in...talented, big mouthed pretty boy like you...im sure some people will want to be close to you....REAL close The guard walks away laughing and locks the gate behind him leaving pete totally defenceless in this alien new world. He looks across the yard and the sight that greets him is not a pleasent one. He sees gangs of cons rolling around the yard smoking, playing basketball and large groups are huddled together like penguins. He sees a fight break out. From what he manages to establish a con had sat down in somebody elses seat and a member of a rival gang had walked up and punched him. Pete can't quite make out what is going out, too many people are crowded round shouting. Suddenly an alarm sounds and guards rush in to break up the fight. The cons begin to disperse and Pete sees a man lying on the ground covered in blood. His throat has been slashed and is hardly breathing. The guards carry the man out and a tremendous sense of fear suddenly courses through petes body like a bolt of electricity. He begins to think to himself what has he done? why did he go to so much effort to appear to be toughguy when all the time he was actually just a normal guy. Why did he asked to be incarcerated in a maximum security prison along with the states craziest convicts, killers, rapists and paedophiles. He has only been here 5 minutes and already see somebody slashed and possibly killed., what has he done!?. Pete sits and leans against the fence and just surveys the scene around him. He catches sight of a half smoked cigarette lying on the ground and a box of matches. He would love a cigarette right now, its been days since his last, a cigerette will calm me down he thinks to himself. He lights the cigarette and puffs away looking at his home for the next 5 years. Suddenly he has a revelation, in the outside world hes built a reputation for himself as being a badboy a guy who takes no shit from anybody, if he can do the same in here then maybe he stands a chance of making it out in one piece. In prison reputation is... EVERYTHING. Just as pete stubs out his cigarette 4 cons walk up to him in an aggressive manner. The surround him before one says: Yo you...aint you that dude from that f**king rockband! ... Pete at this point is shitting himself with fear but he knows he has to appear calm and unfazed Pete: Jellyfish Kiss?...yeh thats me..what of it? Damm, i told ya'll fools it was him, hey bro your music is tight man i heard you had been locked down but i didnt expect it to be here, this is maximum security dawg i thought you had just been caught for handling some brown and a glock? An immediate sigh of relief comes over pete and he relaxes, He thinks to himself he needs to keep this toughguy persona going and make these and all the other cons think he isnt really just your average middle class white guy, he needs them to respect him or hes finished Yeh man well the judge said due to my high profile nature and my past record of violent behaviour this was the best place for me. Listen yo im used to being top dog wherever i go and this place isnt no different. Who is the craziest most messed up motherf**ker around here? the top dog, the guy who nobody messes with? The cons looked confused Damm man...That would be Shrapnel...hes one sick messed up puppy....why? Show him to me The con points out Shrapnel who sitting on a bench at the other side of the yard just staring at them whilst rocking back and forward with a manic expression on his face. Pete turns to his new friends and says Im gonna need a blade...can you get me one The cons look shocked and surprised before one replies Yo man what the hell you thinkin!? yall dont wanna go messin with Shrapnel that guy is a grade A WHACKO!...hes just back from a 2 month stint in solitary for cutting a guards ear off! hes in and out of the psych ward all the time... nobody talks to or go near the guy because they too scared.... even 319 crew who run this damm prison keep out his way.. he is seriously messed up and yall wanna go shank him!? you crazier than him man! Listen to me man...Im Pete Travis im the craziest most f**ked up in man in Rock today i dont take shit from NOBODY...or at least that what i pretend to be...im an icon throughout the world and because of that in here that makes me a marked man i dont wanna be some fat sweaty 20 stone bubbas bitch!... i need to make an impact if i take out this freak Shrapnel i will make a name for myself here and nobody will touch me... if i get found out that im just a big mouthed pussy im a dead man...now are you gonna get me a blade or what? Ayt man i'll sort that out for you but just so you know your gonna have to kill the guy because if you dont he sure as hell will kill you...and your right if you do this then you will get some cred hell man i'll even offer you a spot in this crew...you maniac!...ayt if your gonna do this best time to do it is in the showers the screws dont go in there and they will have no idea who did it....good luck man . The next day after breakfast the cons are instructed to go and shower as they do everyday. Prisoners go 5 at a time and Pete has timed it so that hes in the group containing Shrapnel. After the shower and in the changing room Pete quietly tells the other cons to get the hell out as something is about to go down. The other cons leave and that leaves himself and Shrapnel. Shrapnel is getting changed and has his back to Pete, Pete pulls out the blade and gets closer to him...he intends to call to him and when he turns around will bury the blade in his heart. HEY!...turn around you sick freak! As quick as a lightning bolt Shrapnel turns and rips a razor blade across the throat of Pete who collapses to the ground spraying blood across the white tiles on the wall. He is lying on the ground gargling on his own blood. Shrapnel stands over him with a sick smile etched across his face. He picks up the blade that pete dropped and leans down closer to him and begins to talk Unlucky Mr rockstar (he laughs) you see i was expecting this..i anticipated you making this move. I admire your balls i do really but unfortunately you lacked the brains to execute your audacious plan...and now im going to have to hurt you...you see only one of us can leave this room and its not going to be you...im sorry to have to do this but i cant let what you planned to do to me slide Shrapnel puts his hands over Petes mouth and lunges the blade into his stomach. He twists and turns the knife as to cause maximum pain and agony as the blood courses out to the floor. shhhh....dont fight it...let the pain take you...the angel of death?....can you see her? go...go with her she will show you the way...THE WAY TO DEPTHS OF HELL YOU MAGGOT Shrapnel Lunges the blade into Petes heart and he twitches as he slowly takes his final breath and bleeds to death. Shrapnel takes the shank back out and wipes the blade clean using pete's clothes. He is smiling manically and leaves the changing room with petes lifeless body lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood, the scene fades.....it opens back up again in a small darkened room with a red hazy mist emanating around. Shrapnel can be heard laughing sadistically and the camera pans up from foot to head showing shrapnel indeed laughing his face off, he has the Ultraviolent title draped over his shoulder and his trademark black towel concealing his scarred and brutalised face. He begins to speak. You see Tommy thats what happened the last time i ran into a rockstar who was out of his depth. I can see what your trying to do here and i respect that, seriously i do. Your new to czw and your trying to make a name for yourself so your going after a big fish to do that...that fish happens to be me....WRONG CHOICE!...CZW like the prison i was locked up in is MY yard and YOU DO NOT come after me...thats just something you dont do. Your a lot like poor old pete he tried to make a name for himself by taking me out...the sickest craziest most messed up guy in the joint and he ended up with a knife in his heart. You've made the wrong choice by marking me out Son im not the guy to give you your big break here in CZW and this Sunday i will spare you no mercy just like i did with that jumped up little punk in prison. You see your a lot like him Tommy he had this badboy rockstar image and thats all it was AN IMAGE! he pretended to be the hardman to his fans all over the world but ultimately he was a 140 pound skinny pussy who couldnt fight his way out a paper bag....I EXPOSED him for what he really was and i will do the same to you. You obviously have designs on my Ultraviolent title...I URGE you go for it because there is nothing i like better than taking my frustrations out on charlatans like you..you honestly think you have what it takes to beat me and take my title?..Please PLEASE try because the pain you will endure will make what i did to little old pete look like a scratch. YOU'VE PICKED THE WRONG GUY TOMMY AND YOU'll PAY FOR YOUr COMPLACENCY ..this sunday you will FEEL MY PAIN...see you out there son...i cant wait He laughs sadistically and rubs his ultraviolent belt....the scene fades |
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