SELECTION - Anarchy - 6th June

[AWA.com]

Please list below which RPs we are to use when judging for winners and losers.

If there is more than 1 RP in a thread, please make it clear which RP you have picked.

maybe put down the first line of the choosen RP so that there is no mistake.

DEADLINE FOR LISTING THE RP's IS SATURDAY JUNE 4th - 12pm UK TIME (so work that out wherever you are)


IF YOU DO NOT LIST ANY RP's THEN WE CAN NOT JUDGE YOU.
THIS IS ALL PART OF MAKING THIS FED RUN AS SMOOTHLY AS POSSIBLE SO PLEASE DO YOUR BIT AND WE WILL DO OURS.

DO NOT POST ANYTHING OTHER THAN LISTINGS FOR YOUR CHOSEN RPs - ANYTHING ELSE WILL BE DELETED.

THANK YOU AND GOOD LUCK.

[SLAM II]

RP SELECTION 1: 'High' Above the Rest

www.keepushidden.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=rp&action=display&thread=1973

['The Sick' Korey Kill]

RP SELECTION 1: Only one Promise

www.keepushidden.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=rp&action=display&thread=1974

['The Sick' Korey Kill]

RP SELECTION 2:

"Coming Undone" by Korn blasts over the pa-system and Green smiles a twisted smile, the crowd boos, and from the back comes the monster 'The Sick' Korey Kill and his manager Will Slick. Korey is glaring down at Green as he walks to the ring, Slick is whispering in his ear, and whatever he is telling Korey makes him smile his own twisted smile. Korey grabs the top rope jumping to the side of the ring and then he bounds over the top rope landing on his feet, fists in a tight clench, and he ruts his left foot as he were a bull sizing his fighter. Slick tosses Korey a microphone and his music dies away.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"Mister Green when I first came down here I just had the intentions to beat your ass, give you a taste at just how mean and pissed off I am but I see"

Korey points to the beaten young man lying in the corner holding his ribs coughing and spitting trying to catch his breath, Korey smiled.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"You wanting a pissing match with yours truely!"

Korey walks over to the young man laughing deeply as the young man held his hand up asking for help, Korey just kicked it away and looked at Green.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"I want you to witness first hand what your in for when you step in this square to fight The Sick....Korey Kill!!"

Korey drops the microphone and grabs the young mans head picking him up to his feet, the crowd is roaring with boos for the two men in the ring and begin to throw trash at them. Green steps back letting Korey demonstrate just how 'mean' he was. Korey grabbed the young man by his hair making him look at him, then he smacks him on both sides of his already injured ribs, and the young man yells in extreme pain. Korey laughs.

Korey then kicks both of the young mans legs out then pushes his head down between Koreys legs, Korey yelled loudly into the booing air, and lifted the young man into the air in a pile driver position. Then Korey kicks both his own legs out dropping a sick straight legged piledriver! The young man flops away from Korey for second then stops moving, Korey rolls to his feet waving to Slick for something, and the crowd boos even louder.

Slick tosses Korey a small tazer! Korey catches it and as he is in mid catch he drops to his knees sticking the tazer to the young man who kicks around violently his body locked from the tazer. The crowd is furious and Korey loves it, he stops and grabs his microphone getting to his feet. Green looks unmused and golf claps Korey, this sends Korey into a frenzy. Korey then grabs the young lifeless body of the man he just brutilized straight up onto his feet and then slings him over his shoulders. He points to Green yelling to him, "This will happen to you!", and he military presses the young man above his head! The crowd is looking at this scene with hate for both Green and Korey, but the two men don't really give two shits. Korey walks a little circle holding the young man above his head taunting the crowd and then he takes two steps forward throwing the young man over the top rope onto the unforgiving cold cold hard concreate outside of the ring.

The young man bounces like a ragdoll and still continues to not move. Korey turns to Green picking up his microphone and he steps up into Green's face nose to nose with the other big man.

.::'The Sick' Korey Kill::.
"I'm ready for the dance MISTER GREEN AND I'M FUCKING MAD!"

Korey then slaps the face of Green out of pure rage! Korey wants to fight now or atleast break the confidence of Green...Will it work or will we just a good old brawl?!

[Whitey Ford]

I'm only doing two roleplays this week, so...the two that are on the boards. Another is soon coming.

[Ryan Green]

sorry, i got it wrong and PMed you the picks.

i will post the links here soon so people know.

[Ryan Green]

Number 1
keepushidden.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=rp&action=display&thread=1966

Number 2

Jun 1, 2011 4:59:49 GMT -4 Ryan Green said:

<>standing inside the awa ring is Ryan Green, his music, "Just Be Good to Green", by Prof Green is playing due to the fact that Ryan Green has just defeated a local talent in a quick match that saw Ryan Green hit a number of signature moves. The young man who has just received an arse beating is laids out on the canvas, Ryan Green calls for a mic and once in hand, calls for his music to be cut, which it is<>

"Korey Kill, seeing as you proved to be a guttless piece of crap last week when i stood in this ring and insulted you, i thought i would try it again, i thought i would try and get your attention, because we do have a match next monday night and i do at least want it to be made clear that i have beaten someone who is at the very least, able bodied.
And Korey, from what i have been hearing, you are indeed able bodied and in fact, meant to be one tough, mean, uncaring bastard!
The problem for you is that there is only room for ONE tough, mean, uncaring bastard in the awa and that is me, Mr Ryan Green!
Allow me to demonstrate"

<>Ryan Green calmly places the mic down by his feet, he then walks over to the fallen local talent and the fans begin to boo even more as he raises his right foot and hovers it over the chest of the helpless kid, seconds later the wrestling boot covered foot smashes down into the kids chest, a scream of pain is let out, his ribs possibly cracked, or at the very least he is left bruised and winded.
Ryan Green looks up with and out to the fans and smiles before stepping back and picking up the mic<>

"How about that? Beating on a defensless kid, probably not more than 19 years old, skinner than the crack whore slag sitting in the front row and probably out here tonight for 20 quid, or less if Mr Draven has anything to do with it, the tight bastard!"

<>Ryan Green waits as the fans continue to boo, the local talent squirms on the canvas, trying to comfort his injuries<>

"Not mean enough?
Ok!"

<>the mic is put down once again, Ryan Green slides out of the ring, pushes the time keeper from his chair, grabs it, folds it up and gets back into the ring.
he leaves the chair on the canvas for a moment as he grabs the kid and drags him to his feet, pushing him to the ropes and locking his arms between the top and middle.
Ryan Green picks up the chair and without remorse swings it straight into the already injured ribs before again, picking the mic up<>

"Come on Korey, give me something, come out here and have some fun, lets see how much a mother fucker you are, because you know what?
I am waiting to prove to you and to prove to everyone else watching and listening that i am not a nice man and that i will do what i want, when i want and without consequence because i am the rightful awa world heavyweight champion and no one, not Mr Draven and certainly not you Korey Kill are going to stop me from being the most successful bastard this business has ever seen!"

[theegomjw]

May 26, 2011 10:27:38 GMT -4 @theegomjw said:

moments later Chris Sonner walks back into Slam II's room, he is hold the side of his face and between his chubby little fingers you can see a deep red mark.
seconds later he is followed by MjW and his wife, Angela Windsor.
MJ is shaking his head as Angela is rubbing the palm of her right hand with the thumb from her left.
Slam looks up, he does not over react but he is ready to go if needs be


MjW
"Tell him..."


Sonner takes his hand away from his face to reveal the scale of the red marking and he looks at Slam


Chris Sooner
"Mr & Mrs Windsor were walking by outside when they heard your comments about having a new name for for him, and they heard me agreeing that it had a 'ring to it' "


Mrs Angela Windsor
"Thats right, so i slapped his podgy little face and now my hand hurts.
Michael, my hand hurts!"


MJ looks at his wifes hand and then to Sonner, MJs expression turns sour


MjW
"You need to waddle off on out of here right now...get!"


Sonner does as he is told, knowing that the next thing to happen wont be a friendly warning, but more likely a solid fist to the skull


Mrs Angela Windsor
"dont you think he deserves the same? he made the comment after all!"


Angela points to Slam II whilst looking to her husband. Slam straightens himself up a little and looks at MJ, but MJ holds up his hands in a show of 'peace'


MjW
"Hey, nothing is going to kick off here, thats not why i stopped by Slam...
...my wife, she gets a little defensive, she likes to look after her man, i can not blame her for that!"


Angela nods in agreement, but is clearly a little unhappy that she is not getting to slap the smoke from Slams face


MjW
"I had planned to come and see you Slam, and when we were walking by and heard your ramblings i thought now was as good a time as any...
...you see Slam, i know you do not like me, and lets be honest there is no reason for me to like you, we are about as different as it gets...
...i am good looking, athletic, gifted, wealthy and i take pride in my appearance and look after my health...
...you, well you are the exact opposite on all levels...

...BUT, it takes all sorts to make this world go around so id like to let you know that just like i have with Anthony, i am forgiving you for all the awful things you have done to me and all the awful things you have made me do to you...

...things are back to how they should be now, the fans are treating me like the hero that i am, im happy with life, i am fitter than i have ever been, i have a great wife and i am once again right were i should be...in the main events...

...and on June 6th i will once again be doing what i should be doing, and thats winning in the main events...

...you have had my number before Slam, but that was then and this is now...

...and sure you made some comments, you tried to make a joke at my expense, but im a bigger man that that Slam, it is just one more thing im willing to forgive your for...

...so how about we start fresh? How about we shake hands and move forward?"


MJ steps forward and extends the hand of 'friendship'.
Can MJ really be trusted? He is right, the fans are once again cheering him and he is once again on path to becoming the peoples choice, but does that change anything?

May 23, 2011 10:17:01 GMT -4 @theegomjw said:

MjW is seen walking backstage in the historic AWA Arena, dressed a little more to his usual standard in smart grey dress trousers and a tailored dark navy blue shirt, open collar.
Chris Sonner walks into view, of course carrying a mic and actually looking like he may have lost a few pounds since the AWA went on a hiatus, he stops to talk to MJ


Chris Sonner
"Michael, its great to see you back and great to see that the AWA is putting out a show for the fans that were somewhat left short changed earlier this year."


MjW looks Sooner up and down, shakes his head and responds


MjW
"Have you been sat on your arse eating all manor of fried foods since the last time you had the honour of looking at me in person? Your looking a little heavier Sonner, whats the crack?"


Sonner is instantly a little mortified, shaking his head as he now replies


Chris Sonner
"Actually i have lost 4 kilos thanks to Mr Atkins!"


MjW
"That means nothing to me Sonner, talk english, whats that in pounds?"


Sonner thinks for a moment


Chris Sonner
"8 or 9 pounds i think?"


MJ again looks Sooner up and down and again shakes his head


MjW
"Turn around..."


Sonner turns as MJ studies his form, clearly still not impressed


MjW
"You mean you lost 8 pounds off your arse and found it on your man boobs? Your moods?"


Sonner bits his lip, he may have lost some weight but does he think he is now a match for MJ, no.


Chris Sonner
"Ok ok, well how about we move on.
MJ, i wanted to throw some names at you and get your responce, that ok?"


MJ nods


Chris Sonner
"Mr Ryan Green!"


MjW
"A stain on years of great British history in this sport, and someone who will get his arse handed to him should he choose to get in my face...
...the people started to cheer for him because they had nothing else to pop for, he was the best of a very, very bad bunch and he got too big for his boots...
...now im back, all that changes because the people, well they cheer me because like i have said before, they have no choice. Something Ryan is going to have to used to."


Chris Sonner
"Slam II"


MjW
"Another stain, but at least he has proven himself in the ring when faced with MjW...i do not like him, i never will, but he did what he had to do to make himself a star and that was to somehow figure out a way to defeat me...
...on June 6th he gets another chance to do the unthinkable, you can take it from me it will not happen again, if the AWA is to rise once more it will be me at the forefront, not some doped up drug user"


Chris Sonner
"James Lucas!"


MjW
"James is an intersting one. You all saw that i stood by him in his defeat at the hands of Jake Andrews at Unfinished Business back in september last year. I was again there, on hand when James Lucas failed to win the awa world championship inside the terror dome at Halloween Havoc
Then the following night where was James Lucas when i had to contend with not only Slam II, but that sick, twisted freak Donzig?..
...nowhere!
But the final straw came on 8th November when James Lucas walked out on me and left me to face a 3 on 1, unlawful attack!
So when it comes to James Lucas, lets just say me and him have some talking to do!"


Chris Sonner
"Ok, well finally i have to ask, Anthony Jordan?"


MjW
"My brother in law? My brother from another mother? My bro from another ho?
Like i said out in the ring, i forgive Anthony for making me have to hurt him, i forgive Anthony for making me have to make his life a laughing stock, i forgive everything, him making me have to sleep with Chantelle JUST so i could prove what a scank she really was...all of it, to me its in the past and i really think thats were it should stay.
Timmy has booked a big main event for June 6th, Slam II, Anthony Jordan and myself...
...in my mind its Connection Vs Slam II, i just hope Anthony can see it the same way."


Chris Sonner
"with all due respect Michael, you nearly killed the man, and failing that you probably made him consider taking his own life at some point, he was that low."


MjW
"ah, low shmo...
...Anthony is a grown man, he knows that shit happens and that things are back how they should be now. MjW is back, the fans are going nuts for me just like they should be and i am once again going to be the man in the AWA...but there is always room for a side kick and no one does it better than The Role Model...

...isn't that right darling?"


Sonner looks confused, pointing to himself and believing that MjW may just be making advances towards him, but all becomes clear as Angela Windsor walks into view, nodding as she embraces her husband, her arms wrap around his neck and their lips meet. after what seems like forever, MJ pulls away, looks at Sonner and ushers him away with his hand as the camera fades

[Whitey Ford]

JUST so I don't get disqualified...my two posts are the return one I did, and the response to Green/Kill.

I'm just too lazy to post them here, seeing as they are the only two I did.

[theegomjw]

thats fine mate, if you have only posted 2 RPs then it is not a huge problem if they are not listed here, i reckon between me and Timbo, one of would figure out which two, out of the two, we need to judge.