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| The bright light...tubes...; Scotty Suicide debut rp! | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 11 2009, 03:23 PM (61 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Sep 11 2009, 03:23 PM Post #1 |
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It’s a bright sunny Tuesday afternoon. Birds are singing, children are playing games in the street and a hot dog vendor smiles cheerfully as he serves various people. It a great day to be outside! A hundred metres down the road, however, all the smiles and fun and games are nowhere in sight. Instead, we are treated to the view of an ugly looking warehouse. Inside, grunts of pain can be heard... Dammit, Scotty! You think you have a chance of winning with moves like that? Inside the building, a makeshift ring is set-up. Two men are in the ring, one on the floor, breathing heavily, the other standing over him, a broken light tube in hand. The one on the floor is the younger of the two. The man on the floor stands up and a few small cuts are visible on his stomach, obviously from where the other hit him. f**k...I’ll try harder this time Keith. The older man pulls another light tube out of a box at ringside. OK Scotty...try it again! Scotty nods. He runs towards Keith who swings the light tube at his head. Scotty ducks then runs up the turnbuckle. He moonsaults off, but Keith dodges. Keith swings the light tube again. Scotty jumps over the tube and springs off the ropes... SMASH! Scotty ends up on the floor again, the light tube smashed onto his stomach again. Come on Scotty! You gotta try something different...something new...otherwise I’m just gonna keep beating your ass around the ring! Scotty stands up again. He glares at his trainer. Once again! GO! Scotty gets into position. He runs at Keith, ducking the light tube shot. He runs up the turnbuckle again. This time, however, instead of a moonsault, he twists his body, nailing Keith in the head with his foot. Scotty grins as he stands over his fallen trainer. The grin turn to shock when Keith fails to move. Keith...oh god...you alright? SMASH! Scotty staggers back as the light tube crashes over his head. Keith stands up laughing. Never, EVER show remorse...never stop attacking until the match is won...and don’t hold back against anyone! Remember those three things Scotty...let’s take a quick break... Scotty rolls out of the ring. He walks over to a bag sitting on a dodgy looking chair. He removes a towel from within and begins cleaning off the blood. Hey Keith...did you see this week’s CZW card? I’ve got my debut match... Yeah...I saw...and it’s against two other debutants. Poor them...they don’t know what they’ve gotten themselves into! Scotty laughs. Oh yeah...I’ve been eager for this for a while...finally...we’ve found somewhere made for guys like us...no rules! It’s advertised as Ultraviolent Entertainment...I feel at home! Scotty...so do I...I wish places like this were open twenty years ago, when I was in my prime...but oh well...you are learning well...people will know...and fear you soon enough! So...who’s the current Ultraviolent champ anyway? Scotty wipes his brow, a streak of blood coating his arm. Ummm...some guy named Mountain Man...I’ve seen a bit of his stuff...he looks pretty tough... Keith looks over at Scotty, eyebrow raised. Nothing I can’t handle though! I doubt he’s done, seen and felt the violence I’m capable of... Keith scoffs. I’m sorry Scotty...but you’ve yet to do ANYTHING which has touched upon my levels of violence...staple a man’s firing slip to his forehead after putting him through a flaming sheet of glass, then come and talk to me about violence. I’m sure you CAN do those things, once you lose all remorse, but look at earlier...I’m the man who’s been slashing apart your abdomen...and you still stop to see if I was OK! How are you gonna perform against a guy who’s done nothing to you? Scotty glares at Keith. I know what I can do! Keith heads back towards the ring. Show me then...I’m gonna turn my back...you do what you gotta do! Keith enters the ring and turns around, hands in his pocket. Scotty stares, half shocked, half excited. He walks over to the box of light tubes. He takes one and begins spinning it in his hands. He grins happily. He rolls into the ring and walks over to Keith. I’m waiting... Scotty raises the light tube above his head, ready to strike. He hesitates. Keith smirks and spins around... SMASH! Keith is lying on the canvas, small shards of light tube on his face. Scotty looks down at Keith. He runs to the ropes and launches off with a springboard senton. He connects and stands up. Keith coughs and looks up at Scotty. He smiles. That...is exactly what I like to see...help me up Scotty. Keith holds out his hand. Scotty lifts him to his feet. Now...do you wanna give our earlier training one last try? Scotty nods, full of confidence. He backs up. Keith grabs another light tube and motions for Scotty to start. Scotty runs at Keith, who swings the light tube lower. Scotty notices however and jumps over it. He leaps to the second rope, launching off in the same motion. He moonsaults, landing behind the still stunned Keith. Keith turns around, only for Scotty to leap forward, grabbing Keith’s head at the same time. Gravity pulls the two men to the ground, Scotty nailing a reverse STO. Scotty stands up and laughs. He runs and launches off the ropes, nailing a Senton on Keith. He mocks a pinfall, to which Keith kicks out of. Nearly got ya... Keith coughs. Well don’t stop! Scotty smiles and grabs the discarded light tube. He climbs to the top and launches off with a corkscrew splash, the light tube held to his body. Keith moves out of the way though, Scotty landing on nothing but light tube! f**k! Keith grabs Scotty by the head, ready to hit The Nailgun DDT. He stops though. He smiles and releases Scotty... I think that’s enough for today. But...you told me not to stop? Why did you? I don’t have a match coming up this week, do I? I can take the abuse, because it doesn’t matter if I end up in hospital this weekend...you on the other hand, need to be at full strength to take on...uh...who are they again? Scotty winces as he rubs his bleeding abdomen. Uh...Alex Slate and Xavier Reid. Xavier is some arrogant toolbag and Slate has ‘morals’! What do you mean morals? I saw his first CZW appearance...he went on about how much he despises our lifestyle of Ultraviolence...he’s a traditional... Keith rolls his eyes... Why then, would you join a fed which promotes an Ultraviolent environment? I know right? Watch him complain when I kick his ass...dude...the fans don’t wanna see that outdated wrestling shit... these fans wants sex and violence...they want action in the form of high-risk wrestling...not rest-holds and mounting each other! I can’t wait to meet you in the ring...I’ll show you exactly what is needed in a place like this...you need to endure high levels of pain! You need to be willing to take what you give...you can’t hold back! And guess what...Xavier is the exact same! Serious? They both think that out-dated crap is better than what we do? Ha! Do you know what sets us apart from traditional wrestling, Scotty? Uh...violence? Well...yes...but it’s also the fact that we are unpredictable! You can’t watch tapes of us and expect to know how to counter! With their...wrestling...it’s always the same thing! Oh...right! I get you...they always keep you to the ground and will go for my legs, right? Exactly! And I’m sure they’ll expect you to go to the top rope a lot! But that’s not the ONLY thing you can do... Scotty grins. I get you now! Like earlier...the moment I tried a different move, you had no clue! Well...yeah...kinda... Scotty laughs. Don’t hide it! I know I had you there! Keith rolls his eyes. Watch yourself Scotty... Scotty smirks. Yeah, yeah...at least I don’t walk around calling myself a champion before I even wrestle a match...right Xavier? You are the best tale...oh sorry...I mean... Scotty clears his throat... THE BEST TALENT OUT THERE!!! Oh...I’m quivering...how old ARE you? Like...23...24? That’s barely anything! My trainer, Keith Adams, has been wrestling for 34 years! He is someone who can claim to be the best...not some young punk whose ego is so huge it has its own area code! Oh...and I bet you are thinking...that’s a bit rich coming from someone just as young as me...right? The difference is...I’m humble...I go out there and do what I love, whether it’s win or lose...sure, I wanna prove I am the best...but I don’t claim to be! I entertain the fans...I put my body on the line...and I hurt my opponents! This week...one of them happens to be you. I hope you are ready...because I am! I’ll do whatever it takes to knock some sense into your head! You aren’t as good as you think you are! You are boring! And I cannot wait to show what true entertainment is! These fans want blood...they want...no no no...they CRAVE violence! It is their drug! Both you and Alex Slate need to realise this...drop your old fashion style...embrace extreme...or get the f**k out! Keith smiles. Well said...now...let’s go get some food...burgers sound good? Sweet! Scotty and Keith pick up their bags and walk out of the warehouse, into the crowded street... |
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