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Road Trippin'
Topic Started: Feb 18 2010, 03:34 PM (62 Views)
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+ACT I+
-Road Trippin’-

“Road trippin’ with my two favorite allies…”

The sound is that of the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ song, ‘Road Trippin,’ and the view is that of the open highway on a chill February morning, looking out over the hood of a Subaru Outback. Not a car is in sight as we sail over miles of asphalt, the sky in the horizon turning blue with dawn’s first light.

“One wouldn’t normally consider the winter to be the optimal time for cross-country driving, however thanks to CZW’s new schedule, it’s easier to make show dates via automobile as opposed to depending solely on airplane travel. There is a certain solace to be found on the open road, surrounded by so many different sights and sounds and even the occasional smell…and there is also a certain satisfaction at being able to look back on the road just traveled to see how far you’ve come. Such things are often analogies for life and the journeys we all take. In this instance, however, I’m not speaking in metaphor. It’s just one of life’s simple joys to be experienced among friends.”
-Crystal Marie


“These smiling eyes are just a mirror for…”

+ACT II+
-Rolling Out-

Albany, NY
January, 25…

DANIELS: Evan picks D’Spayre back up again, this time, on his shoulders, in that electric chair position. KYLE LEAPS UP ON THE TURNBUCKLE AND JUMPS OFF!!

*THUD!*

DANIELS:….LIMO WRECK! KYLE COVERS!!

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3!

DING! DING! DING!

WATERS: IT’S OVER!!

TOWERS: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS….AND ADVANCING TO THE NEXT ROUND IN THE GLOBAL TAG TEAM TOURNAMENT!!!....EVAN TYLER AND KYLE RILEY……IDOLIZED!!!!!



Later that evening…

Masters: “Shane is still looking and walks right into a waiting Brian Blaze...”

All three in unison: “BLAZING ARROW!”

Amazingly, Ryan does not fall, stumbling away from Blaze...and right into Kerosene!

Jarred: “Facemelter! Johnny Kerosene just hit his patented Full Nelson Facebuster on Ryan Shane! Blaze goes in for the pin!”

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!!!

Ding Ding Ding!

Jessica Towers: “Your winners: Brian Blaze and Johnny Kerosene!”


The scene opens up backstage as the members of Idolized watch the final moments of the contest. Both Evan and Kyle seem to have already cleaned up and changed, and Evan holds an ice pack to the back of his neck. He and Crystal are seated on the bench with Kyle standing off to the side, his arms crossed. All three watch the monitor intently, letting out cheers amongst themselves as Blaze and Kerosene pull out the victory.

-Evan Tyler-
“Oh, man, that was good. Definitely have to hand it to them there, I wasn’t expecting Johnny-boy to show up as his partner at all. Looks like we know who team number two is in this shindig.”

-Kyle Riley-
“Gotta give the kids credit, they took it to those Useless Aggression punks. Not that I would’ve minded getting the chance to shut those guys up myself.”

Standing, Crystal flicks the remote control, turning off the monitor.

-Crystal Marie-
“One more contest to go and we’ll know who our final opponents are. Either Timmons and his newest monster protégé, or Zodiac Thrilla and his bodyguard. Either way, it won’t be easy.”

All three remain silent for a long moment before snorts of contained laughter finally break loose. Evan stands up and tosses his ice pack into the waste basket.

-Evan Tyler-
“Well then, let’s blow this popsicle stand. Kentucky, here we come.”

Kyle physically winces with a sigh.

-Kyle Riley-
“All right…hick-ville…”

-Evan Tyler-
“Hey, don’t say that. You never know, it may be fun!”

The screen suddenly cuts to an internet gossip site ‘special report.’

“In other news, CZW stars Shawn Waters and Kyle Riley were arrested this weekend at a Kentucky gas station for public intoxication…”
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+ACT III+
-Halfway There-

Lexington, Kentucky
February, 8…

Masters: They’re setting it up but it seems to be taking a little longer than it usually does. Zodiac is finally on Whiteout’s shoulders….

Daniels: TIMMONS SPRINGBOARDS OFF THE TOP ROPE AND HITS ZODIAC WITH A CUTTER OFF OF THE SHOULDERS OF WHITEOUT!

Waters: now look at this Mountain Man is up and he is going towards the corner where Whiteout is standing. He can’t be going for…..oh my god he punches Whiteout in the stomach and he has him up…..

Masters: FALLEN TIMBER!

Daniels: Mountain Man just hit Fallen Timber onto Whiteout and he goes for the cover 1.…………2.………….3!

The bell rings as You Wouldn’t Know by Hell Yeah starts to play as Mountain is up and is surveying the damage he just caused. As Timmons is on his feet as he pats the big man on the back and the referee hands Timmons his King of Chaos title.

Jessica: Here are your winners The Next GENERATION!


Crystal and Evan watch the match from the VIP box grinning slyly at eachother after the final 3 count. Neither seems to be too terribly impressed by the physical contest, and, in fact, both seem to be glad of the outcome.

-Evan Tyler-
“Timmons and Carnage Jr. it is, then. That should make for some interesting drama given the family feud between Timmons and Blaze.”

-Crystal Marie-
“It could, yes, unfortunately that’s a show for a different stage.”

-Evan Tyler-
“Yeah, well, I’m pretty optimistic, myself. As long as Kyle stays out of jail, we’ve got the best shot at winning the match.”

Crystal smirks, shaking her head in a scolding fashion.

-Crystal Marie-
“We both know that the only reason you didn’t end up on TMZ with them is that you ran off as soon as the trouble got started. And you STILL haven’t told me what they were arguing about.”

Evan just shrugs with a wily grin on his face.

-Evan Tyler-
“I DID tell you. It was a friendly debate about the politics of the Aborigines in Eastern Australia.”

Crystal merely smirks and rolls her eyes.

-Evan Tyler-
“Plus it’s not like it was a big deal. We’re down 25 bucks and a little pride. No biggie. The media is the one who’s gonna end up looking like idiots on this one. Especially cuz Shawn’s letting them have it.”

-Crystal Marie-
“True enough. Some people just need to get a life. And others need to not get into drunken arguments in Nowhere, Egypt where the cops have nothing better to do.”

-Evan Tyler-
“You’ve got that right. But anyway, back to this match. Triple threat rules for a shot at the gold at the Pay-per-view, right? On one hand we’ve got Timmons who we cold-conked to win the titles the very first time, and he’s got his new physical giant/intellectual midget partner just like the last time as well. Shouldn’t be a big problem there, but then there’s Blaze who pulled one over on us before by beating the weak team in the match before we could. I guess that kinda balances out.”

-Crystal Marie-
“True, but keep in mind that this will only be Brian’s second time teaming with a man who was the biggest threat to his singles title at the last pay-per-view.”

-Evan Tyler-
“Yeah, Blaze is a gold-hog, that’s for sure. Ah well, he’s still funny. And deceptively talented. It’s easy to forget that he’s damn good in the ring when he’s always acting like a clown. This Kerosene guy…he’s got skills, too. Still has a ways to go but he could definitely go places. And for all the crap I give Timmons and Newsome, they’re actually no slouches. They’ve both come miles from where they used to be. It’s going to be tough, but I still think we own the advantage.”

Crystal nods in agreement, watching the action in the ring, a match-up between Ryan Shane and one-half of the tag-team champions themselves, Eddie Rowan.

-Crystal Marie-
“The advantage is ours, but by no means does it spell certain victory, especially in a multi-team match where you don’t even have to be beaten to lose. That is the primary concern. But, as you’ve said, there is drama building between Blaze and Timmons. Newsome wants Kirkland’s belt, and Kerosene is still trying to find his niche. We, on the other hand, have a sole focus on attaining the titles whereas the other participants have their own distractions. That focus is what has always set us apart from the rest of the teams in this federation. Alliances are often short-lived here, and even the champions were once at eachother’s throats. A formidable team they are, yet as cohesive as we, they are not.”

-Evan Tyler-
“Yeah. I can’t imagine Kerosene might not have a liiiiiittle pent up resentment for being duped into losing the X match. And Newsome…come on. He’s just gotta have it in his mind that Timmons has betrayed every person he’s ever teamed with. Tim is a tough S.O.B. but he’s also a loose cannon. His solution to EVERYTHING is to beat it up. Heaven help any poor clerk at the Burger King who gets his order wrong.”

Crystal giggles to herself, still studying the match below. She winces a bit as Eddie botches his second attempt at his top-rope finisher, and Shane locks in a bridging neck-hold. The bell rings as Eddie is unresponsive.

-Evan Tyler-
“Wow. This Shane guy is no joke. Now I’m really sad that they lost their match. I wouldn’t mind seeing what this kid has first-hand.”

-Crystal Marie-
“It was a close match. Lady Luck seems to have favored Shane tonight. We’ll have to hope that she continues to frown upon the champions when we get our shot.”

-Evan Tyler-
“Some people say that luck is for losers. Those people obviously don’t gamble much. I like a good game of chance once in a while myself, especially if the odds are leaning my way. ”

Crystal nods, finally looking away from the ring.

-Crystal Marie-
“We have the odds in our favor and a superior hand. It’s not exactly a ‘gamble.’ It’s as much of a sure bet as is possible in this line of work, and yet we should learn a little something from this match here. Like so many in this building who were shocked to see Eddie defeated, we could find ourselves coming up short as well.”

-Evan Tyler-
“Ah, well, should that happen I guess we’ll just do the hip thing to do and fade into obscurity.”

Evan smirks sarcastically, shaking his head.

-Crystal Marie-
“Oh, definitely.”

-Evan Tyler-
“That always irritates me. These punks show up off the street after being BLESSED with an offer to work here, and then they throw it away because they don’t attain instant gratification. Heaven forbid you have to actually work for your reputation. Buuuuuut, on the other hand we did get a title shot in our first match, so I guess I have no right to bitch.”

-Crystal Marie-
“Yes, yes, but the fact of the matter is that we’ve been at the top and we’ve fallen to the bottom. Instead of shying away like so many quote-unquote “men” have, we’ve scraped our way back. This is a competitive industry. There is only so much room at the top and nobody stays up there forever. You have to fight for that place. You have to fight to reach it AND to keep it, and should you fail then you start fighting all over again. That’s the nature of the business.

Evan slowly turns his gaze straight at the camera, a dead-serious look on his face.

-Evan Tyler-
“Everybody got that? Good…”

Crystal glances at the camera as well, giving a little shrug and a wink.

Evan stands and stretches, then grabs his coat.

-Evan Tyler-
“Well, we’ve got some ground to cover to get to North Carolina. Maybe this time Kyle will get busted for arguing with Godzilla Sawyer about the impact of the industrial revolution on the environment or something.”

Crystal likewise stands and gathers her coat and purse.

-Crystal Marie-
“Honestly, you’re almost as bad as TMZ.”

Evan shrugs.

-Evan Tyler-
“A bottle of Jaeger, $20. Springing your buddy from a Kentucky jail for being drunk in public, $25. Having a lifetime supply of jokes at your disposal…priceless.”

-Crystal Marie-
“Yeah. And he who fights and then runs away…”

-Evan Tyler-
“Sometimes discretion is the better part of valor, my dear.”

Crystal rolls her eyes and smirks again as the two make their way out of the VIP booth, and the scene fades to blackness.

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