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Walkers Night Club RP#3
Topic Started: Jan 8 2008, 03:01 AM (144 Views)
CalebWalker
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THE CLUB Scene opens as we see Caleb sitting in his office in his night club in Sacramento California where he resides. Caleb is quite ugly as he sits back in his black leather chair and grabs a cold beer, his secretary Jenny walks in dressed in a short black mini skirt, and a black tank top, with long black hair.

Jenny: Hey boss what’s up why are you pissed.

Caleb: Oh nothing really babe i am just sick and tired of the CZW thinking there all that.

Jenny: But they are all good boss or they would not be there?

Caleb: I know....That’s what pisses me the f*ck off. These guys really have no damn skills at all they all have got no god damn idea who the hell I am does he?

Jenny: No he dose not Caleb

Caleb: Jenn I am a business owner, I am a former three time heavyweight champion, four time tag team champion who the hell do they think there dealing with some rookie I think not, I am at the point now where I am just ready to damn blow the hell up.

Jenny: Calm down Caleb, there just a bunch of hungry people like you was when you first started they want the world title its natural..

Caleb: I know it but it really bugs me, I bust my ass off every damn day between this club and working out so I can stay in shape and these people like Tim Timmons who thinks hes gods gift to the world shows up and thinks he can just walk into CZW and thinks hes the man, no it does not work that way, and Zodiac what the hell a thug who talks like hes from the gutter, and ahhh I am just so pissed. Hell these kids have as much talent as my 80 year old grandmother.

Jenny: Gram is a lot smarter than the entire CZW roster, Caleb.

Caleb: I know, my nerves are shot, i am stressed to the max babe.

Jenny: Well can I help you at all?

Caleb: Jenny you can help me anytime you want!

Jenny walks over and unbuttons Caleb’s shirt and rubs his masculine shoulders.

Jenny: Damn.

Caleb: What?

Jenny: Your stressed I cant even massage your shoulders.

Caleb: I know that just really pissed me off. I hate not being the man and starting out at the bottom again.

Jenny: Ok look Caleb, you are one of the best wrestlers around, you have done it all, why worry about this you know your going to win, this roster does not have even a 1/4 of wrestling skills and power that you have..

Caleb: I know it babe, I just got a lot of stuff I got to think about.

Jenny: Ok well..Jenny bends over and gives Caleb a kiss on the cheek.

Caleb: Thanks hun, i am coming down in a few minutes to see how the club is doing.

Jenny: We are booked solid, and people are lined up to come in.

Caleb: I know babe, thanks.

Jenny: No problem.

Jenny walks out with her fine ass looking good as Caleb smiles and finishes his Corona.

Caleb gets up from his chair, shuts off his computer, walks out and turns the lights off, heads down the spiral stair case to the jammed pack Night Club.

Joe”“BARTENDER”“ Hey Caleb.

Caleb: We are cranking tonight.

Joe: Sure are boss. Hey there’s a bunch of guys over there bugging the dancers do you want me to send Tony and Mike over to tell them to knock it off.

Caleb: Sure lets see how it goes.

Joe signals for Tony and Mike to walk over to the guys sitting at the table and asks them to knock it off.

Dude1: F*CK OFF MAN.

Tony: Look where not looking for any trouble but if you don’t let the laddies dance you will have to leave!

Dude1: F*CK OFF BOY!

Mike: Hey are you def son. We are just asking you to stop pulling the dancers off the tables ok.

Dude1: F*CK YOU B*TCH..

Mike looks over to Caleb, Caleb nods.

Mike: You have to leave.

Two others stand up and they over tower Mike and Tony.

Dude1: F*CK, you know that’s my favorite word.

Mike: Look just leave the girls alone.

Dude1: Take em’ A brawl opens up and Tony and Mike get the crap kicked out of them buy the two dudes sitting with F*ck dude1, Caleb walks over and asks what the problem is.

Dude1: Hey your Caleb Walker right.

Caleb: Ya man I am I own this club and I really am pissed that you took out my bouncers why did you do that they was just doing there job?

Dude1: You S*CK....

Caleb: Well thanks for that lovely comment now you have to leave.

Dude1: F*CK YOU WE PAYED.

Caleb: Heres your money

Dude1: I don’t want your money looser. You need it cause The CZW is going to kick your ass just like Ron and Bob here are going to kick your ass.

Caleb: All right?

Dude1: All right?

Caleb kicks Bob in the gut Bob doubles over, Ron takes a swing at Caleb, Caleb blocks his swing, Caleb nails Bob in the neck, Bob grabs his neck in pain trying to catch his breath, Caleb kicks Ron in the knees, Caleb picks up Ron and power slams him through the table, Bob grabs a chair and swings at Caleb, Caleb ducks the chair hits Dude1 in the head, Dude1 drops to the floor, Caleb hits Bob in the face with a straight jab, and cracks Bob nose open, Caleb grabs Bob by the neck and choke slams him on to his partner Ron, Caleb picks up Dude1.

Caleb: Look I asked you to leave, you should have ok, this is your problem not mine, I got cameras all over this place to back my up, so get the f*ck out of my club and take your two idiots with you. And as for The CZW don’t worry about there damn asses, they have no chance in hell not one of them. That’s a promise. Now get the f*ck out of here.

The crowd starts to clap and the dancers come over and hug there boss.

Caleb: Drinks on the house sorry for any interuptions.

Caleb walks back over to the bar and sits down on his chair.

Joe: Good work boss, did that relieve the stress.

Caleb: Man that felt f*ckin good, all I could see was all the CZW faces when i come down and kick there asses and toss them the hell out, I just blacked out.

Joe: Jenny told me you was a bit stressed.

Caleb: Ah man what a relief this is why I love wrestling, CZW be ready your worst nightmare has arrived and his name is Caleb "The Franchise" Walker.

Joe: Don’t worry Caleb, From what i have heard the CZW talent sucks.

Caleb: Its all good Jen, thanks I will be ready for the CZW are they ready for me!!!!!!!......


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