Post by SLAM II on Oct 16, 2009 15:45:24 GMT -4
The scene opens up inside of the EPWF training facilites. A couple of wrestlers were in the building Hardcore Fred, 'The Daredevil' Johnny Blaze, Whitey Ford, and the owner and CEO of EPWF Nickolas Jacob Draven-Windsor.
-NJD-W- "Alright guys lets get a few matches going here, Fred you and Ford"
-Johnny Blaze- "You and me boss?"
-NJD-W- "Sure thing Blaze"
Each of them got up and began to stretch, when the door at he entrance opened up, and in walked the AWA Undisputed champion Slam 2. He was dressed up in his blue jeans, duct-taped cowboy boots, he had on a long-sleeve t-shirt, the rugged white cowboy hat, and a bag was slung over his shoulder. Everyone turned and looked at the new guest.
-Johnny Blaze- "Oh well if it isn't a Draven spy!"
-Whitey Ford- "Why don't you nicely fuck off, junior"
-Slam 2- "Yeah how about this, grab you sacks and insert them into your mouths"
Johnny Blaze stood up from his seat and headed towards Slam 2.
-Slam 2- "Listen here you masked-faced fairy fuck, I'm here strictly to talk to mister Draven-Windsor about some problems wereboth facing"
-Johnn Blaze- "You'll have to go through me punk!"
Blaze goes to grab Slam 2 but he is caught off guard when Slam swings his back around and clunks Blaze in the head. Blaze goes down quickly holding his head.
-Slam 2- "Anyone else? No...No...Alright. Nickolas! Buisness me and you one on one kiddo!"
NJD-W looks at Slam 2 in a confused expression, Slam 2 however is takign off his shirt, and is two steps from the training ring.
-Slam 2- "come on limp dick, lets get some groudn on this situation"
-NJD-W- "No"
-Slam 2- "Pussy"
NJD-W grunts and takes off his shirt and rolls into the ring.
-Slam 2- "To bad them High Rollers couldn't be here to watch this. Two bright young superstars going head to head to finish off a bad cause before it can get a rolling!"
-NJD-W- "What are you talking about?"
Slam 2 laughs and makes the first move by punching NJD-W in the face.
-Slam 2- "Don't be stupid, your daddy and his goons are everywhere sticking their fingers ino buisness they shouldn't be in! There taking your show and their takign my belt, so lets unite and show these people what its like for the punk underdogs to win"
Draven lands to jabs on Slam 2, one in the eye, and the other the bottom lip. The two men tie up.
-Slam 2- "They fear us!"
-NJD-W- "They can only win by..."
-Slam 2- "Knowing people...They haven't had to fight!!"
-NJD-W- "SO are you asking for an alliance?"
-Slam 2- "NO!"
Slam 2 drops down to his knees and delivers a nast low blow. Draven's eyes roll into his skull and he drops down to a knee, eye to eye with Slam 2, and is merely pushed back. Slam 2 jumps up grabbing Draven by the hair and pulling him up to his face.
-Slam 2- "I'm giving you notice to keep your boys away from the AWA! Clean this up man get some balls and destroy them here because the more you meddle around the more I have to worry baout getting my ass smeared across the ring when your lame pecker children get in my way! I CAN BREAK PEOPLE HERE TOO NICKOLAS!"
He smacks him across the face.
-Slam 2- "Leave it to the pros you dumb dick! Because honestly your messing in ordeals that your father would eat your ass up in anyday...Your nothing but a second generation dud your the Goldust! And Windsor is the Cody Rodes! You and all your second rate show fools better get into check"
Slam 2 lets him go and turns around, where all the other EPWF guys stand staring at Slam 2. Who grins and takes a joint out of his pocket and lights it up.
-Slam 2- "Now how do you like the pep talk boys? Same news for you crews too...Stay the hell away from me and AWA because thats my turf...My home...Your all a threat to my domain and your bosses daddy issues are staining my championship reign with bullshit"
Slam 2 jumps over the ropes and lands with a thud, he takes an inhale of the joint and walks past Whitey blowing it in his face, and he grins picking up his bag throwing it over his shoulder staring at Whitey Ford.
-Slam 2- "Bo Benjamins is going to have an easy job with you, ya fucking quitter!"
He takes another hit of the joint and blows it into Whitey's face, he grunts but quickly swings catching Slam 2 in the mouth.
-NJD-W- "STOP! LET HIM GO!"
The other wrestlers subdue Whitey. Slam 2 winks at Draven and turns walkign off. Once outside he runs into his father.
-David Slam- "Do you think those pep talks will help them?"
Slam 2 rubs his bleeding lip and grins spitting blood.
-Slam 2- "Yes sir, I'm sure it will light a fire under their asses. The new Connection and High Rollers are history!"
-NJD-W- "Alright guys lets get a few matches going here, Fred you and Ford"
-Johnny Blaze- "You and me boss?"
-NJD-W- "Sure thing Blaze"
Each of them got up and began to stretch, when the door at he entrance opened up, and in walked the AWA Undisputed champion Slam 2. He was dressed up in his blue jeans, duct-taped cowboy boots, he had on a long-sleeve t-shirt, the rugged white cowboy hat, and a bag was slung over his shoulder. Everyone turned and looked at the new guest.
-Johnny Blaze- "Oh well if it isn't a Draven spy!"
-Whitey Ford- "Why don't you nicely fuck off, junior"
-Slam 2- "Yeah how about this, grab you sacks and insert them into your mouths"
Johnny Blaze stood up from his seat and headed towards Slam 2.
-Slam 2- "Listen here you masked-faced fairy fuck, I'm here strictly to talk to mister Draven-Windsor about some problems wereboth facing"
-Johnn Blaze- "You'll have to go through me punk!"
Blaze goes to grab Slam 2 but he is caught off guard when Slam swings his back around and clunks Blaze in the head. Blaze goes down quickly holding his head.
-Slam 2- "Anyone else? No...No...Alright. Nickolas! Buisness me and you one on one kiddo!"
NJD-W looks at Slam 2 in a confused expression, Slam 2 however is takign off his shirt, and is two steps from the training ring.
-Slam 2- "come on limp dick, lets get some groudn on this situation"
-NJD-W- "No"
-Slam 2- "Pussy"
NJD-W grunts and takes off his shirt and rolls into the ring.
-Slam 2- "To bad them High Rollers couldn't be here to watch this. Two bright young superstars going head to head to finish off a bad cause before it can get a rolling!"
-NJD-W- "What are you talking about?"
Slam 2 laughs and makes the first move by punching NJD-W in the face.
-Slam 2- "Don't be stupid, your daddy and his goons are everywhere sticking their fingers ino buisness they shouldn't be in! There taking your show and their takign my belt, so lets unite and show these people what its like for the punk underdogs to win"
Draven lands to jabs on Slam 2, one in the eye, and the other the bottom lip. The two men tie up.
-Slam 2- "They fear us!"
-NJD-W- "They can only win by..."
-Slam 2- "Knowing people...They haven't had to fight!!"
-NJD-W- "SO are you asking for an alliance?"
-Slam 2- "NO!"
Slam 2 drops down to his knees and delivers a nast low blow. Draven's eyes roll into his skull and he drops down to a knee, eye to eye with Slam 2, and is merely pushed back. Slam 2 jumps up grabbing Draven by the hair and pulling him up to his face.
-Slam 2- "I'm giving you notice to keep your boys away from the AWA! Clean this up man get some balls and destroy them here because the more you meddle around the more I have to worry baout getting my ass smeared across the ring when your lame pecker children get in my way! I CAN BREAK PEOPLE HERE TOO NICKOLAS!"
He smacks him across the face.
-Slam 2- "Leave it to the pros you dumb dick! Because honestly your messing in ordeals that your father would eat your ass up in anyday...Your nothing but a second generation dud your the Goldust! And Windsor is the Cody Rodes! You and all your second rate show fools better get into check"
Slam 2 lets him go and turns around, where all the other EPWF guys stand staring at Slam 2. Who grins and takes a joint out of his pocket and lights it up.
-Slam 2- "Now how do you like the pep talk boys? Same news for you crews too...Stay the hell away from me and AWA because thats my turf...My home...Your all a threat to my domain and your bosses daddy issues are staining my championship reign with bullshit"
Slam 2 jumps over the ropes and lands with a thud, he takes an inhale of the joint and walks past Whitey blowing it in his face, and he grins picking up his bag throwing it over his shoulder staring at Whitey Ford.
-Slam 2- "Bo Benjamins is going to have an easy job with you, ya fucking quitter!"
He takes another hit of the joint and blows it into Whitey's face, he grunts but quickly swings catching Slam 2 in the mouth.
-NJD-W- "STOP! LET HIM GO!"
The other wrestlers subdue Whitey. Slam 2 winks at Draven and turns walkign off. Once outside he runs into his father.
-David Slam- "Do you think those pep talks will help them?"
Slam 2 rubs his bleeding lip and grins spitting blood.
-Slam 2- "Yes sir, I'm sure it will light a fire under their asses. The new Connection and High Rollers are history!"
