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| An End Always brings a new Beginning; RP for Garrett | |
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| Topic Started: Sep 30 2010, 11:35 PM (160 Views) | |
| bignasty | Sep 30 2010, 11:35 PM Post #1 |
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*****ACT I: THE PAY-OFF***** **The scene opens up on the inside of a conference room. This is your standard conference room, big oak table, black leather chairs placed around it, windows, with a view of the city, pictures of cZw wrestlers doing what they do. In the room, we can see that Big Nasty is sitting at the head of the table. To his left, we see that there is a nameless faceless blah blah that nobody cares about, and then to his right, there is Jarred Daniels, cZw's favorite spineless announcer. Big Nasty is wearing a black pinstriped suite, with a black undershirt, and a black and silver striped tie. He has a paper in front of him, and a brief case that is opened to reveale a large sum of money to his left. Big Nasty looks at the paper, picks them up, taps them on the table to line them all up, then looks over to Daniels.** Nasty: "Ok, looks good, I'm glad I could be of service. And just because you paid me so much...I'm going to do you one better....I'm going to eliminate another Fiscus from this god forsaken wrestling league." **Daniels stands up and sticks his hand out to shake Nasty's hand.** Daniels: "Oh Mr. Nasty, you're a saint...a SAINT! I could literally kiss you right now! I HATE those Fiscus type characters! I HATE THEM!" **Big Nasty stands up, and looks down at Daniels.** Nasty: "I think I'll just stick with the handshake. And trust when I say this. I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this because I HATE everything Fiscus! I hate their beady little eyes. I hate their dirty ratty hair. I hate their power hungry ways. I despise everything Fiscus! I look at the cZw, and I look at where we are now, just two shows removed from the demolition of Fiscus, and I see that the cZw is heading in the right direction. If I could just eliminate every Fiscus member here, the cZw would finally get to the world wide status it deserves." **Big Nasty shakes Daniels hand, and pulls way, focusing his attention on the money in the brief case.** Daniels: "Well if you did it for the hate, I could always take the money back." **Big Nasty shuts the case with aggression, looks up at Daniels, sticks his hand up, raises his index finger, and wiggles his finger to tell Daniels no.** Nasty: "I don't think so there freind-o. You see, I would have done this for free. I WOULD have done this wheather you came and brought me back in or not. But, you hand me the money, and that just makes this deal THAT much sweeter! Fiscus got what he had coming. I got to enjoy being the man who was THE MAN who eliminated Alan Fiscus from cZw for good, and I...--" **The nameless faceless blah blah scratches his generic bald head, and looks up to Big Nasty.** Blah blah: "Wait...didn't Eddie Rowan eliminate Alan Fiscus?" **Big Nasty looks down at the nameless faceless generic man with disgust. He raises his hand, and acts as if he is going to backhand this generic man. The man ducks away like the coward he is.** Nasty: "Excuse me! You're so unimportant to this story line that the narrator couldn't even describe you. Do you know what he called you!? You're a friggen NAMELESS and FACELESS BLAH BLAH! On top of that...you're a damn EXTRA....you know what that means? You fill in and take up space so the scene makes sense. You know what else that means!? YOU NO SPEAKIE! Now be a good little extra, and sit there...shut up, and nod when I speak!" **The man looks down with shame.** Big Nasty: If I want to hear your generic man's voice I'd ask you a question! Now to humor you, and answer any lingering questions that may be hanging around out there, it was I who eliminated Alan Fiscus. I RESCUED....RESCUED Eddie Rowan from a fate worse than death! He was down and out, and I...being the valient money making guru that I am, came out, and I rescued him. I took out Alan....THEN I put Eddie on top of Alan...while resurecting the referee. Hell, I did such a good job of eliminating Alan, and I impressed my homeboy Derek Damage so much, that he let me take care of that douche canoe Croft the next week! I'm so damn good right now that I eliminated not one, not two...but THREE people in TWO shows!" **The nameless faceless looks up at Big Nasty with a puzzled look on his face, but before he can speak, Daniels steps in.** Daniels: "Wait, now I know you took care of Alan and Croft...but three people in two weeks....I don't think so!" **Big Nasty turns around to see that Daniels has already started cowering. Big Nasty didn't even have to raise a hand.** Nasty: "You know what, you're an idiot! And if it wasn't for this money right here, I wouldn't even be talking to you! You are an announcer at the shows that I wrestle at. You call MY matches! You really don't remember me dismantling Cage Stryker?" **Daniels looks puzzled.** Daniels: "I remember the match, but it wasn't a Damage Control match, so how did you eliminate him?" **Big Nasty does a facepalm in disbelief.** Big Nasty: "Have you seen Mr. Stryker since he was carted away?" **Daniels shakes his fat head causing his jowls to jiggle around his face, and his cheeks to form waves.** Big Nasty: "That's right, it doesn't have to be a Damage Control match for me to eliminate a fool! I do it for funzies! I dismantled that useless and wasted talent named Cage, I got rid of the scum of the earth Alan Fiscus, I demolished that fattest load to ever walk the stage of the cZw in Cage, and I'm about to help the cZw get less scummier by the Fiscus! I get to take on Garrett Williams, a man who I've already beaten! A man who is a damn body guard! He's not even a wrestler! Has he even won a match? I mean...--" **Daniels interrupts Big Nasty.** Daniels: "Ummm, yes Big Nasty he HAS won a match." Nasty: *sighs*"REALLY!? I could care LESS if he's won a match. I'm sure it was against some random female that Alan was pissed at because they were wearing the same dress to the wrestling match. I guess what I'm getting at is....who in the f*ck cares!? He's a Fiscus! He is scum, and he needs to be erradicated!" **Big Nasty opens the case back up one more time, to check and make sure everything is in place. He shuts the case, locks it back up, then slides the papers he was looking at over to the nameless faceless gentleman sitting to his left.** Nasty: "Hey General Schmucklenuts...take care of that for me! I don't want to see it again!" **Big Nasty takes the case off the table, and puts on some Oakley sunglasses. He walks out the door, and the scene fades to black.** _____________________________________________________________________________________________ *****ACT II: A GRIM REALIZATION***** **The scene opens up with Big Nasty sitting on a cream leather couch. He has it reclined, and is sprawled out on it, enjoying some late night madden on his friendly XBox 360. He's wearing black UnderArmour shorts, and a black UnderArmour shirt. He has a black controller in his hand, and a wireless microphone for his XBox 360. The camera turns toward the screne, where the team selection process is occuring. Under the GamerTag 'BigNasty69' the Seattle Seahawks are chosen. The other player 'Anonymous12KittyLickLick' has the Indionapolis Colts selected. Big Nasty presses start, and the load screen comes up.** Nasty: "I hope you're ready to die KittyDickLick!" KittyLickLick: "Yeah, you're the Seahawks...you couldn't hold Peyton Manning's Jock!" Nasty: "Nor would I want to. Let's just let the play do the talking!" **Big Nasty wins the coin toss and elects to receive. The first play is Big Nasty playing as Leon Washington, returning the kickoff for a touchdown.** Nasty: "So who's holding who's jock? Uh, yeah, I don't think your boy Peyton plays on defense!" KittyLickLick: "Just you wait!" Nasty: "That's amazing shit talking! I think my grandma could do better....and she's dead!" KittyLickLick: "I'd do your grandma!" Nasty: "Fucking Necro! You sick fuck, I already told you my grandma was dead! You're a dirty hermaphordite." KittyLickLick: "Yeah...BigNasty69 isn't very creative. At least I'm Anonymous." Nasty: "No...you're Anonymous12KittyLickLick, if you were just Anonymous, I might give you some props. And if I weren't spanking you with the Seattle Seahawks, I might give you some props. Besides...I AM Big Nasty you douchebox!" **There is silence over the mic for a couple of seconds.** KittyLickLick: "Oooooooooooohhhhhhh MyyyyyyGAWD! I'm playing Madden with THE Big Nasty! You're like a wrestler and junk!" Nasty: "I'm not 'like' a wrestler....I AM a wrestler. And not only am I a wrestler, I'm THE wrestler! And I'm your mom's favorite too!" KittyLickLick: "You sure are....she told my dad that she fantasized about you while they had sex before they got the divorce, and that you were way more of a man than he was.....that's why I HATE YOU!" Nasty: "Huh?" KittlyLickLick: "You slept with my mom! Now daddy won't come around again, because he thinks I'm yours." Nasty: "Shut up kid, you're a moron!" KittyLickLick: "It's not funny!" Nasty: "You're right, what's funny is your Madden Skills! Look kid, I don't know you from Adam, and if I did sleep with your mom, I wouldn't remember her anyway! I sleep with a bunch of mom's, and I cause numerous divorces! I cause divorces like I end careers, and thats alot!" KittyLickLick: *silence* Nasty: "You're no fun! Look kid, I have to go and get ready for a match against Garrett Williams, go f*ck yourself!" **Big Nasty turns off the XBox, gets up, and walks over to a rack of DVDs. He picks up a specific DVD, and puts it in the DVD player. On the screen comes the match where Big Nasty beat Garrett before. Big Nasty picks up a notepad from the coffee table. He begins taking notes.** Big Nasty: "Time to send another Fiscus packing. It's my sole perpose to eliminate anything and anybody who has anything to do with Fiscus. I may have been cool with him when we were the Whole Damn Show, but he burned that bridge numerous times over. He ruined a great stable, with the most powerful minds in the business. We were the dominant power, and could have held every title, but that wasn't good enough for Alan, nothing was, accept for ultimate power. He abused that power, and put himself in a position to be the World Champion. He was finally dethroned, and Big Nasty stepped in to take care of him at his weakest. Now I have to face Garrett, his personal body guard and butt buddy. I'm sure they have something up there sleeve." **Big Nasty focuses on the screen, where we see Nasty Nasty Bombing Garrett.** Nasty: "I have little faith that Garrett can beat me. He couldn't do it when I got back, and that was supposed to be the match of the Giants or something stupid like that. I know he's looking for revenge, hell, he tried to attack me last week, but there will be no revenge had this time. If he's lucky, I'll end his career, if he's not, he'll never walk again! Garrett, come to this match prepared, come ready to strike revenge, but come ready to get your ass whooped. Get Alan in here, bring in TM...hell, bring every Fiscus and Fiscette you can find, I'll fend all of you off! I'm tired of this world being full of Fiscus, and I'm taking you all down! Derek can make it happen, and he's my homeboy...kind of like Jesus! Now if you'll excuse me, I have some XBox to play!" **Big Nasty goes back to turning on the XBox, and letting Madden 11 load up. FIN!** |
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