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Post by AJ Supreme on Feb 25, 2009 10:54:17 GMT -6
Please place all rp's below
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Post by Pain & Suffering on Mar 5, 2009 10:35:43 GMT -6
(Camera comes into focus inside a small gym, located near Detroit, MI. Sitting on a chair directly in front of the camera is Tommy Daniels, behind him we can see Sam Suffering laying on a weight lifting bench while his brother, Maxx Pain spots him as he continues with his work out. The camera focuses on Daniels, who puffs at a cigar.)
Tommy Daniels: It appears as if this growing saga dealing with The New Downward Spiral continues this coming Southern Dynamite, as Sam Suffering goes one-on-one with Puck. We've already shown that Pain & Suffering are going to blaze right to those Hog Wild Tag straps, leaving a wake of broken bodies behind them. Alex Crowe was a victim of their destruction last week, and come Southern Dynamite... Puck shall be disposed of also.
(A smirk forms on his face as he blows a puff of smoke from the cigar up towards the ceiling.)
Tommy Daniels: Puck, I'll admit before the entire world that I realize you are the brains behind TNDS, that goof of a brother is just following your lead. Well once Suffering puts you in the hospital, laying next to that moron Crowe, Pyros will be like a little helpless lost sheep. He won't know what to do, and when he is about to break under the pressure... Pain & Suffering will finish him off, sealing his fate just like yours.
So you have brains, and I'm sure you feel that gives you an advantage over the muscle bound brute forces of Maxx and Sam. I would have agreed with you a few months ago, but now Puck... I bring my knowledge and experience to the table for Pain & Suffering. Let me clue you in on the fact of the matter, you are certainly smarter than both Maxx and Sam, but you don't even come close to comparing to me.
(His smirk gets bigger.)
Tommy Daniels: So bring your brain, bring your speed, bring the teaching of that old man Fuego... I'll bring the most dominant force RCW has ever seen. Right now the scores are tied, you got the victory at Southern Chill, but then my boys got the one up on you and your dim-witted brother at the Hoggie Awards. At Southern Dynamite Puck, Suffering is going to tip the scale back in our favor.
I'm going to be right there at ringside as your dreams of finally capturing some gold around here, are crushed by Sam's bare hands. It's impossible to win those tag belts when you and your brother are laid up in some hospital. Bring everything you've got to offer Puck, because once you fall, your brother will be quick to follow and TNDS will be gone forever.
(Tommy pauses to take another puff from his cigar.)
Tommy Daniels: I just hope that if you decide to open your mouth before this match, you refrain from the childish remarks regarding Maxx and Sam's “sexual preferences”. You have brains, I implore you to actually use them if you speak up before you are destroyed by Sam Suffering.
Puck, take these next few days to talk with you family and friends, go take a long walk in the park, breath the fresh air, and spend some time in that bar you always hang out in. Enjoy... no better yet, cherish these next few days because once Sam is done with you... the only air you'll be breathing will be through tubes in your nose. Your destruction is at hand Puck, and soon the RCW will witness the total annihilation of TNDS.
We'll see you at Southern Dynamite Puck, get your goodbyes in now.
(Tommy laughs sinisterly as he takes a long puff from his cigar and then blows it right into the camera as it fades to black.)
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Post by Puck/Pyros on Mar 9, 2009 8:25:38 GMT -6
Saratoga, NY. Puck sits outside The Parting Glass Pub.Hey Tommy, have you ever heard George Carlin's take on cigar smoking. I've always thought about and now I can see where he comes from. A big turd. You know, it's kinda funny, I have never been accused of being the brains of anything before. But now I'm the brains behind TNDS. Funny. Pyros is an idiot. So I guess I am the brains behind the best tag team in the RCW right now. That's not something I'm going to walk around and brag about.Puck watches a few people walk by the pub, keeping his head down. After people walk by, he looks up and gets his hair out of his face.But, I'll give you one thing. No gay jokes. Nothing immature. Just me telling you how it's going to be. There will be no hospital stays. Alex Crowe will not have any company. Pyros will not be a lone sheep led to slaughter. Everything you expected is not going to happen. Now you, see, Tommy, I don't think that my brains will beat Suffering, I KNOW my talent will. God, did you go to Heel Manager from the 80's school?Puck takes a sip out of his coffee and smiles at the camera.So, Mr. Turd-Puffer, I'm going to go see my loved ones, my friends and family, and say good-bye. Here I go.Puck just stays sitting and stares at the camera.See how goofy you are? So, let me get this over with, I've got better things to do them fling poo with you all day. Tommy, step aside, take the shinny thingie away from your pet gorilla for a minute and point him toward the TV. Sam, you goofy ape, we're even right now in this little family feud thing we got going. I know that it won't be over after Southern Dynamite, so let's write the next chapter....with your blood.Puck smiles as he gets up and walks away.
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