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Post by Ben Jacobs on Sept 4, 2009 11:27:40 GMT -6
Post RPs below.
2 point early rp bonus for each wrestler's first rp which scores above 10 and is posted prior to Tuesday, September 8th @ 3:30 PM CST. (Board time)
NEW RP DEADLINE:[/u]
MONDAY, Sep. 14th @ 11:59 PM CST (board time)
- The reason for the new deadline being on Monday now is to give everyone a full day (Tuesday) to be able to write matches & segments without worrying about the rp deadline.
Match & segment deadline is Wednesday, Sep.16th @ 10AM CST. (board time)
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Post by Alexander Rose on Sept 13, 2009 8:25:29 GMT -6
::Begin Transmission::
Begin Scene: Location, time unknown.
We come to see Ase standing in the middle of the woods, late at night, with hard rain falling all around. Ase is wearing blue jeans and a black RCW hoodie. The hood is up and Ase's head is lowered, hiding his face.
Ase: Jeffery Hollywood.
Ase lifts his head towards the camera and inhales on the cigarette hanging from his mouth, lighting up his face for a breif second.
Ase: Jeffery Hollywood, you have some big ones swinging between your legs to pull the crap you pulled at Southern Dynamite. Not because you attacked me from behind. You have big ones because you attacked me from behind and you didn't finish the job. Now I get you in the ring, all to myself.
Ase rolls his neck to the side, cracking it several times.
Ase: You won't have any security to hold me back from you. You wont have any type of lawsuits to try and stop the unadulterared, unfiltered, unrelenting, unforgiving violence I am going to rain down upon you. You see, Butch can go ahead and disqualify me. I'll kick his teeth down his throat and continue my methodical dissection of you. And even though you won the match, too bad, Ase broke your body into tiny pieces so you'll be back to wheeling your ass around.
The cigarette lights up again as Ase takes another drag. A smirk is seen in the dim orange glow.
Ase: You see, Jeff, your little stunt couldn't have come at a worse time. Because I was set on two goals- finally putting and end to the Phil/Ase saga, or proving to Gavelon he fluked into the Southern Heritage belt by taking it off of him in a quick and efficent manner.
Ase tosses his cigarette down, and looks into the camera.
Ase: Until last week I thought I was pretty stalled in the mud. Phil went to Tibet for enlightenment on how to spin this into still part of his alleged "master plan," and Doug Gavelon seems to have gotten a case of amnesia and forgotten that he has to defend the title.
A flick of light, followed by a flame as Ase lights another cigarette and exhales the smoking into the rain.
Ase: That's when your well-timed stunt comes into play. You see, for a few short moments, I forgot all about the title, all about Phil, Gavelon, the cage, and all I saw was you.... in severe agony. That's all I wanted. And that exactly what Supreme and Jacobs handed me on a silver platter- the chance to wipe you from the face of the business in a single match. And on top of that- they threw in a bonus title shot for me when I was done with you.
Ase tosses his hood back, allowing the rain to hit his head. A takes a final long drag of his cigarette before the downpour puts it out.
Ase: Hollywood, your blood WILL stain the Boys and Girls Club!
Ase turns and walks away.
::FADE TO BLACK::
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Post by Jeffrey Hollywood on Sept 14, 2009 11:39:21 GMT -6
(The RCW cameras come into view as we see former RCW Southern Heritage Champion, “The Main Attraction” Jeffrey Hollywood, sitting on one of his black leather couches in his amazing California mansion home. A grin rests on his face as he begins to speak.)
Hollywood: Ase... Ase... Ase. I can't believe you actually fell for my little deception. When I first told “Slick” Mick about it, as my agent he told me there was no way in hell you'd actually believe I was wheel chair bound. Yet, you along with all those inbred hicks at the Boys and Girls club fell for it hook, line, and sinker.
(Hollywood laughs as he shakes his head.)
Hollywood: You did exactly what I knew you'd do Ase, and honestly you did exactly what I wanted you to do. You bought the lie, I was able to drop you with the Main Attraction, and then you ran to AJ demanding a match. Don't you realize that I could have ended your career in that moment Ase? Just like you tried to do to me on several past occasions, I could have put you on the shelf for good.
(Hollywood grins at the idea of costing Ase months and months of his career, just like Ase had done to him.)
Hollywood: However, that wasn't my intentions that night. I wanted you to go cry to Supreme and demand to face me in the ring. Unlike you Ase, I didn't want to take you out by jumping you from behind like the coward you are. You tried to end my career, you failed but that's what you tried to do with all those sneak attacks in the dark. I on the other hand, simply did what I had to do in order to get the result I was looking for. I don't want to put an end to your career by a simple sneak attack, I want to beat you within an inch of your life in the last match of your career.
(Hollywood leans forward, resting his arms on his knees as he focuses on the camera still.)
Hollywood: The fact that Jacobs added the number one contendership stipulation is just icing on the cake for me. I get to kill two birds with one stone come Southern Dynamite. I am going to make you pay for costing me seven months of my career, and in the process... I earn myself a shot at regaining what is rightfully mine... the RCW Southern Heritage Championship.
(Hollywood's grin slowly fades to a very serious look as the camera zooms in.)
Hollywood: I proved at the first School of Hard Knocks that I can defeat you when I became the Southern Heritage Champion. Now you try to play the bullsh*t card of “you never pinned me or made me submit”. Give me a damn break Ase, I beat you so badly that you couldn't continue any longer so I was able to climb the ladder and claim the Championship which belongs around my waist. Like I said at Southern Dynamite before I drove your face into the mat, I'm better than you and you know it. Deep inside, that little voice whispers “He's right Ase, you can't beat him. Jeffrey Hollywood is better than you and no matter how badly you try to deny it, it's the cold harsh truth.”
You better start listening to that voice Ase, you didn't attack me in the darkness because you could... you did it because you knew then and you still know to this very day that I am your biggest threat. In just a few more days Ase, I will prove once again that I am better than you... only this time, I WILL pin you or make you submit!
(The camera zooms out slightly again as Hollywood leans back.)
Hollywood: Ase, bring everything you've got to Southern Dynamite because I'm looking for a fight. I welcome all the “unadulterated, unfiltered, unrelenting, unforgiving violence” you plan on “raining down upon me”. I've been waiting seven long months for this and trust me Ase, come Wednesday night, at the Boys and Girls Club... I am going to FINISH THIS! I've already spoken with our Vice President and there won't be any security, no law suits, just you and me and all the pain we can handle.
I promise you Ase, I will be going on to Hog Heaven: Never Surrender to defeat Doug and reclaim MY SOUTHERN HERITAGE CHAMPIONSHIP! After this match come Wednesday night... there will be no denying the fact that I am simply better than you. Always have been... always will be. See ya at Southern Dynamite Ase, get ready for the end of your career.
(Hollywood grins one last time before the camera fades out.)
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