| Sometimes It Is Better To Stew In Private; RP #1 vs. everyone? | |
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| Jay Wildman | Dec 31 2007, 12:55 AM Post #1 |
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In a retirement home
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There are some times when everyone conspires against you, no matter what you can do and no matter how much effort you put into it, there is always someone who wants to knock you off. Just remember that the next time you start getting arrogant about your position in the world, because that will be taken away from you as fast as you achieved it The words echoed in Jay’s mind as he sat at a table inside of a local restaurant, stewing over the latest developments in the ring. He couldn’t believe how badly he got screwed over that night, knowing that he cleanly pinned Polowy in the middle of the ring and had his hands on the title itself, but instead it was all taken away like some sort of nightmare. Jay picked up the water glass and took a drink, trying to calm down a bit but as he tried to drink, the glass shook slightly and sloshed some water out of the glass and onto the table. : Jay : The nerve of that asshole, trying to take away my glory like that. He was so afraid that I was going to ruin the image of sVo by destroying their precious little golden boy that they had to restart the match and let some trained monkey put his hands on me. Jay put the glass down and grabbed a napkin off of the table, opening it up and wiping down the table in front of him. He rubbed and rubbed until he started to create so much friction that the sound of his rubbing was heard almost throughout the restaurant. He stopped and looked around, glaring at all of the people staring at him for creating the noise, making it appear that it was their problem that they were annoyed by the sound in the first place. He tossed the napkin aside and looked at the glass as if his vision might make the water evaporate in front of him. : Jay : One day, I am going to make them all regret what they did. I am going to make them understand that this night was their death warrant. Just then, Jay’s cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He yelped slightly and looked around to make sure that no one heard his unmanly yelp before pulling out the cell phone. He read the name on the caller ID and growled slightly, flipping it open quickly. : Jay : This had better be good; you are interrupting my post match meal… : Voice : Is that any way to talk to your new managing partner, brother? : Jay : Hugh, stop screwing around… What do you want? : Hugh : I heard about what happened to you, how are you taking it? Jay sighed aloud, disturbing the patrons around him for a moment. If he noticed, he certainly didn’t care. : Jay : How do you think I am taking it? I was screwed out of a win… : Hugh : That is what you get for being so eager, brother. You knew that it wasn’t a title match and yet you placed your hands on it and tried to take it from its rightful owner. If you kept your cool and instead sent your message out through your action IN the ring instead out outside of it, you could have put the fear of God into everyone around… : Jay : I already did, brother. That is why they came out and screwed me over… : Hugh : Fair enough, fair enough. I guess you won’t like your match up this week either, will you? Jay laughed under his breath, shaking his head in anticipation for what might be coming his way. : Jay : Let me guess, for touching the title I have to wrestle three ugly monkeys in chocolate and whale fat while I am blind folded and have to whistle the Battle Hymn of the Republic? : Hugh : You are very close, I am surprised that you almost got that. The silence was deafening on Jay’s end as his head slowly lowered until it rested against the table in front of him. That was the last thing he needed to do was to have a terrible gimmick match that would take away his momentum and make him a joke around the industry. Hugh’s voice broke the silence like a pane of glass shattering, causing Jay to snap back up to attention, nearly scaring an older couple next to him half to death. : Hugh : Hello? : Jay : Yeah, I am here… What type of match is it…? : Hugh : It looks like this is going to be some sort of grudge match deal, because they have Mike Polowy, Spring Heeled Jack, Joey Peyton and Orlando Fox taking on Psyko Stevo, Howie Banks, Johnny All Star and, of course, you. Jay blinked a few times and looked around, trying to spot the cameras that were around, that is how sure he was that he was on some sort of reality prank show or other crude internet entertainment forum. Jay looked back to the glass on his table, took in a deep breath and let it go slowly. : Jay : Please tell me that you are kidding, dear brother… : Hugh : No, that just came in over the wire. It seems that they are grasping for straws here, trying to get an eight man tag team going. Perhaps they are hoping that sparks will fly, perhaps they didn’t have any better idea, who knows? All I can see here is that you are in an eight man tag team match. : Jay : That is just great. I have to trust the outcome of this match to three guys that I haven’t heard of. But wait, what do we have here? Not only do we have the trained monkey Joey Peyton but we also have World Champ Mike Polowy, who might indeed be hiding up the skirts of Jimmy Moretti, playing “Find the sailor in the boat”. That is just great… : Hugh : Look at it this way, you have a chance to do something that no one else has done here yet, you have a chance to make a real statement against this group and prove that you really do deserve to have that title around your waist. : Jay : What, did they have a sale on motivational desk calendars? I am going to tear Polowy limb from limb and if that trained monkey Peyton gets in the way, I will make an example of him so that way Polowy can wet his diapers and call for his mama. As far as the other two jerkies, all they have to do is stay out of my way and hand over the World champ as soon as I tag in and I won’t have to introduce them to my fist… Just then, Jay spotted his waitress walking over to his table with his food in hand and quickly decided to sum up the call. : Jay : All I want from you today is to get a hold of any information and footage of wrestling matches for these seven jackanapes, I want to make sure who I have to trust and who I have to kill, you got it? : Hugh : Of course, dear brother. It is good to have you back. : Jay : Shut up, I am nothing like you… I am better. Jay flipped his cell phone closed and placed it on the table as the waitress placed his food down in front of him. He looked up at the waitress and smiled, thanking her for the food, but quietly thought of different ways that he could kill Mike Polowy. |
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