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| Topic Started: Sep 24 2010, 02:17 AM (213 Views) | |
| El Pablo | Sep 24 2010, 02:17 AM Post #1 |
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VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!
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The scene opens with a loud burst of static, gradually fading to give way to the CZW logo, set against a black backdrop (a blackdrop, if you will). This lingers for a second or two, before fading away itself, leading us to a somewhat grainy shot of what appears to be a bedroom. The biggest clue leading one to this conclusion is the king-size double bed (yeah, king-size AND double!), sat just a couple of feet away from where the camera has been positioned, its pristine white sheets neatly laid over whatever presumably-luxurious matress lies beneath. However, while the location may have been determined, there are no other real indicators as to our reason for being in it, nor as to who has brought us here. However, those questions are promptly answered when a figure steps into view, sitting himself down on the edge of the bed. He wears a black t-shirt, decorated with the letters “PX” in bold, white font, set against the bright green outline of a star. Two long white sleeves protrude from beneath, stretching down to the person’s hands, which are covered by black fingerless gloves. The person’s legs are concealed within baggy black cargo pants, and his head is adorned with a black beanie hat, embellished with a pair of black and pink “rodent” ears. This, then, is obviously CZW’s reigning two-time X-Champion, “The Five Star Superstar” El Pablo. However, there is one aspect of his appearance immediately noticeable to all but the most visually-impaired of CZW audience members: he is sans mask, exposing his face properly to the watching world for the first time in at least 6 months (by “properly”, I mean “without even the good old ‘crimson mask’ that has so often disguised EP‘s handsome features”). His title belt hangs loosely round his waist, although he swiftly removes it upon sitting down, placing it lovingly on the bed beside him. He smiles, somewhat wistfully, at the camera, sat hunched forward, his elbows resting on his thighs, hands clasped together in front of him. EL PABLO: Hey, what’s up? CZW’s X-Champ El Pablo here, coming to you live from some other faceless hotel suite somewhere in the perennial sauna that is Australia! Now, I know what you’re all thinking; no mask.. no boas.. no hint of razzle-dazzle or “roflcopters“… Well.. it should perhaps come as no surprise to the vast majority of you watching that I’m not feeling particularly in the mood for playing the “court jester” at the moment. For those FOOLS that somehow missed the last edition of Overdrive.. allow me to fill you in. The scene cuts to that very show, showing CZW General Manager Theresa Baines stood on the stage, mic in hand, addressing the amped-up CZW crowd inside the Brisbane Entertainment Centre. BAINES: "With that being said, I am going to do what I do, I am going to continue to run this show. At Hatewave 3, which is by far our BIGGEST and most successful show to date, a match took place before the live feed came on. A battle royal, with the winner earning a title shot to be determined. We saw a lot of great talent who, unfortunately, doesn't get a lot of CZW TV time just yet go at it and try to make them get noticed. Well, I certainly noticed the winner. 'The Paragon' Alexander Slate." The crowd mostly boos, but there are cheers scattered in there. BAINES: "This is actually Slate's second run in the company, but he's really catching eyes this time around. Winning the royal justified what we were already thinking. So, Alexander Slate will be getting a title shot. At Horrorcore. And he will be facing... the winner of the next match I am about to announce." There are cheers for Horrorcore, and excitement for her next words. BAINES: "On the October 18th edition of Overdrive, in Perth... after an awesome match at Hatewave... Sam Attic, this time as the challenger... against the CZW X-Division champion, El Pablo!" Immense cheers. BAINES: "AND... it won't just be a normal match like round one. It will be a match type we haven't seen in CZW in quite some time. A match we've seen for the X championship in the past. It will be what we like to call a FTLC match! FLAMING TABLES, LADDERS, and CHAIRS!" Cheers get even louder. "Diamonds Eyes" plays again as Baines waves to the crowd, and goes to the back. Just as she’s about to pass under the Combat Tron, the owner of CZW appears on-screen. Derek Damage: “Very, very clever, Theresa. That is quite the main event you’ve come up with, but I think I can top it. In addition to the flaming tables, ladders, and chairs…in addition to it being the main event of Overdrive AND in addition to this match being held for the CZW X Division Championship…this match will also be…” Baines shakes her head, silently asking Damage not to finish his statement. Derek Damage: “A DAMAGE CONTROL match!” With a sadistic grin, Damage fades from the screen and a frustrated Theresa Baines heads to the back. The scene cuts back to EP, who holds his arms open, shrugging. EL PABLO: So.. there you have it. The Five Star Superstar not only fighting for his title, but for his very career as well! You know, it’s funny… obviously there was never any thought in my mind of being somehow “immune” from Damage’s little ego-project - I mean, you see such unquestionably huge stars like Alan Fiscus and Jesse Montana simply tossed aside like a naughty tissue and you know that literally no-one is safe.. but, I dunno.. I guess I always kind of thought that, as THE big “fan-favourite” within this company - the one whose shirts pack the stands out every show, the one whose DVDs have clung limpet-like to the top of the sales charts pretty much since day dot… Heh.. well… seems I was pretty fucking wrong on that one, anyway. The most annoying thing about the whole thing, though.. the MOST annoying thing… is that it’s not right away. No.. I have to WAIT, basically an entire month, just sitting there with my head on the chopping block, waiting for the executioner to try and swing his axe. Sooooo.. what exactly does this mean for my preceding match in Adelaide? I’ve gotta be honest, it’s a little hard to focus properly knowing that the end of my very CZW career could be just around the corner! So what do I do? Half-ass it all? Don’t jump too high, don’t stretch too far.. try and steer clear of any sort of injury, to give myself the best possible chance of being fit and fresh for Perth? I mean, let’s be honest.. there’s no title on the line. I don’t LOSE anything by getting beaten - certainly not on the same scale as applies the following fortnight.. nor do I really gain anything from coming out on top. So I could - quite easily - just take this show as a gimme, coast through it, take the hit, and make sure I’m able to beat as many shades of shit out of Sam Attic two weeks later, and keep myself on the payroll. EP pauses, looking deep in thought, before his attention turns to his X-Title, causing a small smile to appear on his lips. EL PABLO: But then again.. when have I ever been one to just half-ass something? These bruises, these scars.. hell, even this title belt.. these are not the hallmarks of a man who goes out there with the intention of doing things the “easy” way. And, if we’re honest.. part of the whole “schtick” of the X-Division is guys going out there, week in, week out, putting their wrestling careers on the line. So, although the consequences may be a little more direct.. the worst-case scenario remains pretty much the same. And hey, you don’t necessarily even need to LOSE to have your career cut short under X-Division stips! Plus.. you know.. there’s the whole thing with me being the referee who “robbed” Ryan Shane of the very same title belt a couple of months ago. EP flashes a guilty look at the camera. EL PABLO: So.. yeahhhhhhh.. even half-assing it might not save me from injury.. especially if he’s still doing the whole “railroad spike” thing… So, yes.. a conundrum indeed. But, it’s one that I th- EP is suddenly cut off by the sound of a door creaking open, followed by a slightly-hushed female voice. CRISTAL: Pabs, the limo’s here. EL PABLO: Okay babe.. EP duly stands up, picking his title belt up as he extends an arm out to the top of the camera. He leans forward, so his face is still in shot, and looks down the camera lens with a grin. EL PABLO: BRB, children… The feed cuts out, only to resume pretty much instantaneously. However, the surroundings we now find ourselves in could not be any more different to the ones we left behind. Where once we saw an admittedly-luxurious bedroom, we now see a sprawling arena, arranged in a similar manner to how one would see a CZW show, were there no fans in attendance. In the centre of the arena is a wrestling ring, inside which stands El Pablo, gazing up at the ceiling high above. EL PABLO: Now, I know what you’re thinking… You’re thinking, “Ahhhh, he’s flown all the way back to America so he can cut the rest of his promo from the Blue Cross Arena in Rochester, New York!” Well.. don’t. Seriously, what kind of freak talks like that? I know we all do it, but we have to.. AND we get paid! For you, there really is no excuse! You’re only half-right, anyway. Yes, I have flown all the way back to the United States - it’s an incredibly long and even more expensive journey, but fuck it, Damage is trying to kick me out the door, I’m gonna milk the old codger for all he’s worth and more! - BUT, I’m not in Rochester. Far from it, actually. Not relative to the distance between the US and Australia, of course, but still… No, I’m actually now coming to you live from the US Bank Arena, situated in the heart of downtown Cincinnati, Ohio! Now, HOPEFULLY some of you will know right away the significance of this particular location.. but, for those that don’t, allow me to explain: This arena, right here.. THIS arena.. is the setting for the zenith of my CZW career thus far. It was in this arena.. almost exactly two years ago, in fact.. that I FINALLY became.. World.. Heavyweight.. Champion. So, I figured it’d be quite poignant - with my CZW career hurtling potentially towards an explosive, untimely end - to come and revisit the place where that same career reached its peak. EP slowly walks over to one of the corners of the ring, and lays face-up on the mat, his hands clasped together on his chest. EL PABLO: It was in this spot that I drove Matt Stylez’s head into a steel chair with a Blackjack Bomb… Heh.. you know, I can still hear the crowd, even now… Thanks to the wonder of post-production, so can we, with audio from the first Horrorcore fading in over the scene. ALAN: "It looks to me... like he's paying homage to one of his XTC buddies! That looks like a Blackjack Bomb attempt!" DANIELS: "AND IT IS ---" ** CRASH!! ** MASTERS: "EL PABLO WITH A TOP ROPE BLACKJACK BOMB ON MATT STYLEZ... RIGHT ONTO THAT CHAIR!!!" ALAN: "Holy Shit! The cover attempt!!!!" ONE TWO THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!! DANIELS: "WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION! WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!!!!!!!" MASTERS: "HOLY SHIT!" ALAN: "Jesse can't believe it, look at him as he is on his knees, covered in blood!! Now, every member of the original AMP XTC has held the greatest belt of them all!" "Been Training Dogs" begins to blare over the PA. JESSICA TOWERS: "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND _NEW_ CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR" EL PABLO!!!!" The audio fades out again, as EP rolls over and jumps back to his feet. EL PABLO: Anyway.. I know some of you may think I’m jumping the gun a bit - after all, my do-or-die match isn’t for another two weeks.. But, like I said, it’s hard to really concentrate on anything else with something like THAT hanging over your head. With all that being said, however… Ryan Shane. I’m sure you’ll be rubbing your hands with glee at the prospect of locking horns with me this week. Not only do you get the chance to exact your revenge on the person who you obviously hold responsible for you NOT being X-Champion anymore.. but you get the chance to do it with that same person knowing that his very livelihood is gonna be on the line just 14 days later! BUT.. before you get too carried away with the whole, “This is gonna be a cake-walk” thing.. you should know that I have NO intention of giving you anything less than 105 percent in this match. Obviously you’ll have seen me debating and deliberating on how exactly I should approach this thing.. and while I’m certainly very conscious of the stakes being put on the table the show after ours, that doesn’t change the fact that I AM the reigning CZW X-Champion.. I AM the Five Star Superstar.. and, ultimately, I’m a professional who takes an enormous amount of pride in putting his heart, soul and arteries into his work every minute of every day of every week of every year. Plus, you know.. we’ve come all this way.. we might as well put on a freakin’ show, huh!? For the fans, like… So yes, this may very well be one of the last times I step foot inside a CZW arena. But, if these next two shows are indeed to be my swansong.. then I fully intend on going out with a bang! That starts with you, on October 4th. And you know what? I hope it’s a date that you cherish and remember for the rest of your days… Because, Ryan Shane, you may well find yourself.. the PENULTIMATE recipient… ..of the EL.. ..PABLO.. ..CZW EXPERIENCE! EP extends his arms towards the camera, his hands clasped together in the style of a gun, aiming right down the camera lens into the eyes of every single man, woman, child and dog watching at home.. and “pulls the trigger”, causing the scene to fade to black for the (not quite!) final time. |
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