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| The Corporation | Apr 14 2010, 12:28 AM Post #1 |
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“SLOTH: An Unwillingness to act or an Unwillingness to care.” - Undisclosed Warehouse, 2010 ..z..z.Zz..Ha..z.. zz.zaH-Hah! The static feed cuts in to reveal what appears to be another home movie by DJ. This time it looked as though the camera was pointed toward what appeared to be a small wooden platform with a large podium on top. Draped over the front of the podium was a crude piece of black cloth with a red J messily painted onto it. The back setting to the stage looks to be a long empty warehouse like establishment as the walls all appear to be made of arched metal sheets without windows. In the background the sound of someone running about tossing things onto the cement floor can be heard along with a few grumbles of displeasure which echo in the empty hall. Quite suddenly DJ’s face takes up the whole of the screen, his smile stretched across his face showing of pearly white teeth. “Hello there! Welcome back. We hope you have been doing well since the last time we saw each other. We now it’s not be that long but.. You never know. Bad things can happen well.. Pretty much at any time. No way to defend against everything right? So we hope we find you well.. Heh-heh. Anyway.. On to the show!” DJ backed up and it was revealed that DJ was still wearing the foul cloths he had been wearing for over a week now, the stained black suit and open collar shirt with his dirty, mud encrusted shoes.. However the wear and tear of the week was starting to appear. The arm of his left sleeve was torn and he had a hole forming in the right knee of his pants. The stitches of the clothing were starting to appear slightly frayed or at least extremely strained and his black curly greasy hair was starting to clump together. His stubble was starting to grow thicker, transitioning into a full blown beard. “We thank you for taking some time out of your day to hear from us today.. You know, with Showdown coming up we figured now.. Now was a good time to talk about a few things. A few things about War. Have you seen the news? Georgia and Russia at war with each other.. In the course of a few days Russia flattened the capital city with bombs and missiles. Hundreds of innocent bystanders were killed? Pretty neat huh?” DJ shrugged a little before he winked, skipping around to the side of the large wooden platform, climbing it to stand behind the podium. He smoothed out his suit, or what was remaining of it and then took a moment to smooth out his dirty, curly hair, clearing his throat as he did it. “You see.. Some might have forgotten it but we are the.. Presidente del Jattlantis. That makes us an important World Leader.. A man who knows about foreign policies and oil dependency and all that other important stuff.. But see, we also know about War.. In War Innocence Dies. We’ve said it before, of course, and we mean it. See.. We know.. We’re a world leader. You have to know these thing’s when you’re a world leader. And you have to learn what Sacrifice is.. Not necessarily of self but of others. You know.. We wonder how many people are going into Showdown.. Truly prepared?” He arched his eyebrows up as he finished his last sentence as if he was truly interested in the answer from the people on the other end of the video. His concerned and interested face was eventually broken up with another sickly smile as he leaned forward on the podium, pulling a small folded piece of paper out of his pocket. “See.. We know Travis Williams and Anti-Hero are walking into this thing completely unaware of what they are getting themselves into. They are walking into a War zone looking for a wrestling match. Our pity is with them for there shall be no hope for them. Like boy scouts in a war zone they shall ply what survival skills they have but ultimately the cross fire will bring them down in a hail of bullets. But it is not like we were expecting anymore from the Dinosaur and his not so Super Friend. So let’s not waste another breath on that shall we? Let’s move on to something more.. Interesting..” He crumpled up one of the small pieces of paper he unfolded, throwing it over his shoulder before he moved onto the next one, reading it over for a moment before smirking to himself. He straightened out, setting the paper on the podium before lifting his hands up toward the lapel of his coat, tucking his thumbs behind it as he cocked his head to the side. “As many of you know we made a decree that after we WIN Showdown and retain the SVO Tag team Titles, we would grant Chris Bond and BBD a Tag Team Title shot to get our revenge on them. Well unfortunately we’re not sure that both of you are going to make it.. See, the horrible thing about Sloth is that it’s reaaaaaal hard to get some people up and out the door.. Hard to get them thinking. But see. that’s what we want to do, we want to get you bright eggs thinking.. And plotting. And doing all those things that make us perfect little people!” DJ arched his eyebrows up a few times before he skittered from behind the podium, rushing u to the camera, picking it up as he moved it around. For the most part it was difficult to see what was going on as the only thing you could see was the heavily stained dress shirt DJ had been wearing over the last week before the camera steadied. DJ backed making a grand gesture toward what looked like a large tack board. Plastered all over it were photos and papers which appeared to be related to Melanie Benson and someone else. “Consider this your modification kiddos. See.. If we can’t MAKE you turn on each other.. Then we’ll give you all a good reason too.. And that’s to help out poor little Melanie Benson. See.. Melanie is in a tough spot. See she’s got to look like a good parent for her little kid sister.. But right now she is putting her career ahead of the well being of her little sister. That’s not a very wise idea, no not at all. So.. Melanie and Xtreme Fusion.. Here’s the deal.. We’re going to show a little modesty, a little kindness and a little friendly sportsmanship..” He clasped his hands together bending forward slightly as his smirk grew. Some of his dirty hair fell across his face as he did this to which he curled his bottom lip forward, blowing up as to try to knock it out of his face. Failing that he simply shrugged and reached into his back pocket, removing a small metal laser pointer aiming it toward the tack board behind him. “We hope everyone is paying attention kiddos.. Cause we are only going to offer this deal once. This first one is to you, DVD. We know that if you can’t keep Melanie safe.. And if you keep bringing her to events where she will DEFINITELY not be safe.. If something happens to her you’d be on the list of the worst.. WORST couples in world history. But here is your chance to do right by Melanie. If you TURN on the rest of Xtreme Fusion.. That is to say if you attack them and are responsible for them getting eliminated from SVO.. We won’t come near Melanie ever again.” Taking a moment to let that set in, DJ used the laser pointer in his hand to circle the picture of Melanie getting into DVD’s limo down at the graveyard from last week. DJ let the laser circle it for a moment longer before he turned, folding his arms behind his back to gaze at the picture. “..allow us to repeat ourselves.. If you.. DVD, turn on Limp or Asesino.. And are Responsible for them getting eliminated from SVO.. We won’t pursue any further terrorizing of the little girl. And you can be the perfect little man she wants and needs without fear of any actions by me. Think about it DVD.. What matters to you more.. Destroying The Corporation or protecting your Family? Because you can’t have both. We don’t care how hard you try.. We’ll rip your family apart. We’ll make sure Melanie is sent far away and you are never involved in her life ever again.. EVER AGAIN. You’ve got nothing to threaten me with, DVD. You can’t scare me with harm, you can’t bribe me with cash. And even if you flatten me with your friends.. We’ll always come back. Come back for her.. And the Court isn’t going to accept that you let that happen when you were given an option to stop it.. Face it, DVD.. Love is Sacrifice. War is Sacrifice.. Are you willing to Sacrifice your Love for War? Or are you ready to sacrifice your War for Love?” He slowly turned, the corner of his eye appearing over his shoulder as he glared back at the camera for a moment, his back slightly arched from bad posture while his arms lowered to his sides, dangling there. “..just remember, DVD.. We’re happy either way.. And we can teach Melanie Benson so much more about the cruel face of an Indecent World…heh-heh-heh..” He slowly turned his face toward the board again, his fingers flexing at his side while he maintained control over his laser pointer with his thumb and index finger. “We were being ominous just then.. And speaking of which, let’s move on back to.. this little new team of Travis Williams and Anti-Hero.” Spinning around, DJ placed one hand on his hip while he moved the other with the laser pointer toward the tack board behind him encircling a small group of papers which looked dirty and poorly taken care of, apparently tapped messily together. “..Ok Anti-Hero, Mr. Anti-Hero.. Here is your chance to do something heroic and become a champion on your first match of the new SVO. We mean.. you and Travis Williams have already proclaimed you will win the belts? Because verbally that's as close as you two will ever get to these championships.. You’re pathetic. We were told of the glory days when you were something to be feared, something to be watched. Long before the Corporation came to SVO. You’ve made yourselves a joke by claiming something you won't be able to accomplish.. We can barely take you seriously.. The past? That's all you will ever be.. You make us sick.. You make us physically sick. We hope you’re proud men because years of hard work enjoy getting flushed down the toilet when you get your butts kicked by The Corporation at Showdown. Good Job ruining your future, wannabe Champions.” His face took on a more aggressive appearance as DJ spoke, his obvious dislike of Travis Williams and Anti-Hero shining through. For a moment he lifted the hand on his hip to absent mindedly touch his healing black eye as he recalled what he could from the beating he took backstage at Resurrection. After a moment longer DJ violently shook his head, blinking at the camera. “..sorry.. Zoned out there for a moment.. Ok.. Travis Williams and Anti-Hero. We’re a merciful creature by nature. We really.. Want to give you a chance to show your true colors again and save your careers. If one of you TURN on the other, resulting in you getting pinned we’ll not hurt you any further. You’ll have a chance to save your careers from any future harm at the hands of The Corporation. A chance to be the one not pinned.. All you have to do is put your partner down for the pin.. You have to know your partner is considering turning on you already. He is considering it because he is human. Because he wants to be safe and the only way he can be sure is by playing our little game. So maybe he is going to blink first and take you out.. Shouldn’t you strike before that’s a problem? And it will have a benefit twice over. One, you’ll advance farther in SVO.. And Two, you’ll have saved yourselves from the biggest beating of your life.. How Sweet.” DJ lifted both of his hands together next to his face, leaning his head to the side as if he was mocking the cuteness of the idea. He batted his eyes for a moment before spinning around in place letting out a long, happy sigh. His disgusting gagging and hacking sounds played through the empty warehouse as he enjoyed his own bizarre brand of humor. He slapped his knee as his face contorted with joy mixed with pain while another hand slipped under his coat holding his left side where DJ though he might have bruised a rib. His breathing became horse and ragged however he managed to pull himself together, straightening up. “HOWEVER.. There is a final part to those two little stipulations we have put out there for you.. If NEITHER of you decide to play our little game and refuse to turn on each other then we’ll make it our devilish business to hurt both of you like the rabid dogs you are. And no amount of so called legal red tape is going to be able to stop me. See.. So long as you continue to talk about The Corporation.. Or so long as you try to believe you can compete with us.. we will continue to hurt you.. And that makes it fair game. It’s the Law. You want us, Travis Williams and Anti-Hero, you’re responsible for your own demise.. Just like no criminal charges could be raised against us if we broke your head with a lead pipe in that ring.. We’re protected under the same statutes because if you mess with us you have to expect the consequences… hoo-hah.. See we’re not as stupid as we look Travis Williams and Anti-Hero.. And while we can’t afford to hire high priced lawyers.. We can pick you up and do what we want. Tough luck Travis Williams and Anti-Hero.” DJ flicked the laser pointer toward the board, this time encircling a few legal documents that looked to have been copied out of a book and then heavily highlighted. A smug expression came over DJ’s face as he finished off his rant, folding his arms across his chest. “You know… we really hope these motivate those too to do something with themselves besides their same boring two bit show.. But we’re not going to leave them up to their own devices! The rest of THE SVO TAG TEAM DIVISION can join in! We have dominated this division to the point that SVO has to recruit new tag teams just to feed us something.. But we’d like to think of that all as.. Just that, we are the best tag team in the business. You want to make an impact on your first match and win the SVO Tag Team Titles. But.. Once again.. War is Sacrifice.. If you turn on EACH OTHER and are responsible for effectively getting your PARTNER pinned.. We won’t harm you.. Now that is a deal. You have to sacrifice your partner's Professional Life. But in the end you would be responsible for saving your Personal Life. And what is more important at the end of the day? You.. Or the Friend who might stab you in the Back? Think on it Travis Williams and Anti-Hero..” Another smug expression from DJ as he drops his laser pen back into his pocket, stepping forward again as he picks up the camera, moving it toward the podium again. He quickly skipped over, jumping up behind it as he smoothed out his hair once more. “..so that’s basically it. So Travis Williams.. Anti-Hero.. Think about that before you walk into Showdown why don’t you? We mean.. we will certainly be.. And it will be lost of FUN either way. Here in JATTLANTIS we’re used to going to war. We know what sacrifice is. War is Sacrifice. In War Innocence is Lost. .. Are you all ready to Sacrifice Innocence for your War? Or are you ready to sacrifice your War for Innocence?.. Eheheh.. Somehow we suspect your all to hollow inside to actually care about other people though. And they call you the Good Guys. Ptth. Imagine That.” And with that the video feed cuts out for a final time, returning to static as DJ starts to giggle under his breath leaving us with the image of him standing behind the Podium with the J banner on it. |
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