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Oh No You Di-Int !
Topic Started: Mar 13 2011, 04:26 AM (37 Views)
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The Reflection of Perfection
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"I can't believe this!"

Thoughts running rampant in my mind as I sat in the steam room of the 24 Hour Fitness Sport located only a few blocks away from the Goodfellas Arena. With only a few hours removed from the latest Unsanctioned I found myself at the gym with only a couple of hours left before they called it a night and closed up shop. I was alone, sitting there on the bench furthest away from the door, my swim shorts collecting the moisture running rampant in the room, my hair soaking wet, and the combination of steam and sweat running profusely down my chisled frame. I took a deep breath, the steam sending a warm sensation into my nostrils, down my esophagus and into my lungs. The feeling wasn't a pleasant one, but who am I to deny my body the oxygen it needed during a session like this. The smell of Vicks Vapor Rub filled the air, a glob of it smeared all over my upper chest to enhance the experience.

"Who the hell does he think he is?!"

I was still in a state of shock from what had just transpired at Unsanctioned, I couldn't shake the feeling and was still not at ease. Going to the gym and getting a good cardio workout followed by hitting the weights hard and heavy was my getaway from it all. The gym was my sanctuary, my own little world outside from reality. My body was my canvas, my block of stone. And I, I was the painter, the sculptor, painting and chiseling away to create the masterpiece everyone got to see each and every night. The steam room was just the icing on the cake, the night cap for the night, a way for me to clear my thoughts and for me to test my internal fortitude.

"Who in the BLUE hell is Greg Segier?!?!"

Yeah I didn't know either.

Once I had found myself back in the locker rooms, and after I had taken my shower to wash off of all of the steam, sweat, and Vicks Vapor Rub I sat down on the bench in front of my locker. My socks were on, my boxer briefs (because you have to have the comfortability of boxers and the support of briefs of course), my jeans, and my "shirt before the shirt". I reached into my pocket and pulled out my trusty Apple iPhone 4 and began to scroll through my contacts list. I had to vent out my frustrations, my thoughts on what had just transpired and I needed to do it now before I flipped a lid.

RING...


RING...


RING...


RING...


"Oh, come on!!!"

RIN..

"Hello?!"

"Nate.."

"Yeah?"

"Cody."

"What's up mate?" he replied. I always found it funny how Paradine and other Australians referred to their friends as mates. You know, because in America a mate is someone, you know what I mean.

"Did you see what happened on Unsanctioned?"

"No, why?"

I leaned forward on the bench, placing my free arm on top of my thigh and resting it there as I got into position to inform my fellow Second to None team mate of the latest happenings. "What's the rule on theme music in professional wrestling?"

Paradine chuckled, probably because he was wondering why I would be asking such a silly question. "That you don't use someone elses!"

I shook my head whilst rolling my eyes, "Yeah well, someone stole my music!!!"

"WHAT?!"

"YES!"

"NO.."

"YES!!!"

"Who?"

"Geiger."

"Who?"

Yeah, so I guess the conclusion is that no one knows who the heck this Geiger guy is. "I was at Unsanctioned backstage you know, chatting it up with all of the new guys and scoping out all of the new talent. You know, cause as of late we have gotten a huuuge swarm, an influx of new talent and I wanted to check them out since they are what I am going to be dealing with in the near future.

Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder and I look behind to see who it was, could it have been Paradine? No, a 24 Hour fitness associate tapped me on the shoulder and pointed to his watch telling me without words that the gym was about to close. I gave him a nod and grabbed my t-shirt and quickly put it on. I grabbed my belongings and threw my bag strap over my shoulder and headed for the nearest exit.

"You still there?"

"Yeah, I'm at the gym, they're closing. Well anyways.. So I'm backstage at catering standing in front of one of the backstage monitors watching the show. I go for a sip of water when I hear my theme music and some new guy comes walking out and I immediately pull a spit take all over Katie Smith who happened to be walking in the line of fire!"

An audible gasp could be heard from Paradine's end, "No way.."

I nodded my head as I walked towards my 2011 Porsche 911 GT2 RS. Yeah that's how I roll. "Yeah. So I waited until after his match was over before I came out to MY music and I let him have a piece of my mind. But before I could give him a lesson in Wrestling Etiquette 101, here comes Roscoe Shame to spoil the party. Boot to face. On the floor. Dunzo."

"You kicked him in the face?!?!" Paradine asked, a hint of excitement could be heard in his voice.

I let out a sigh and dropped my shoulders, "No, he kicked me... But I have it on good word that I will give Roscoe Shame a piece of my mind on Showdown!"

"Alright mate, but remember we have that tag match against Chris Wrestling and The Crippler, so don't get into too much trouble. Save some of that energy for them, and more importantly save your strength and energy for Vendetta, when we take those Tag Team titles from Beautiful Shame, those sick bastards!"

"Okay man, well I gotta jet I'm going to meet up with the wife and kid. I'll see you tomorrow bright and early."

CLICK.

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Greg Geiger.

I don't know you. Nor do I wan't to know you. What I already know about you is two things.

1. You are some self-proclaimed former superstar from a professional wrestling organization that doesn't matter. This is the Sanctioned Violence Organization, the number one wrestling company in the history of professional wrestling. This is where the best of the best come to prove that they belong at this stage of competition. So you need to realize that whatever you may have been or accomplished prior to coming here means nothing. And you have already accomplished something in the sVo, you accomplished number two.

2. You are running around using my music like it is rightfully yours. I have been using that song for over 10 years, I earned that song, I AM that song. You play that song to any professional wrestling fan and they immediately associate it with Cody Williams. So, I suggest two things. One, you either find yourself another song or two, I will MAKE you find another one. I am a nice guy, I really am, but don't steal from the best or you will go down like the rest!

Roscoe Shame.

Shame..

Shame..

Shame on you.

You know it's a shame you had to come out and ruin the party at UnSanctioned. You should have just minded your own business with your little
BLUE friend.. Or wait, i'm sorry you little PURPLE friend, and kept to yourself.

In fact, there could have been a million other things you could have been doing other than sticking your nose into my business. For instance, you could have helped your friend BBD create his latest male sex toy accessory.. Or you could have assisted him in going over all the possible color combinations he could use for his wrestling attire, and hideous mask. You know, since he lost in that loser loses blue match to Sara Pettis. And what's up with that mask BBD? Are you trying to hide something, something you're not proud of? Whatever it is, there's one thing that you guys should be doing that is much more important than infomercials, disgusting lunch meat, a color palette combinations. What you two need to be doing is shining those tag team championship belts up real nice, because in just two weeks time they'll be saying bye-bye to Beautiful Shame, and helloooooooooo Second to None!

Don't worry Chris Wrestling..

Crippler.

You are not forgotten!

Chris Wrestling.. The former two-time tag team champion. A very formidable opponent. And The Crippler, a former tag team champion as well. It was hard at first for me to distinguish you two from the others, because there's so many of you and it's so hard to keep track. Sometimes I get all of you mixed up, hell all of you might not even have any connection to each other whatsoever.. Coporation, Canadian Connection, Love Connection, American Express.. That's besides the point. You guys held something that my partner Nathan Paradine and I are after and that is the tag team championship. What better way to test our tag team prowress and test to see if we are worthy and capable of becoming tag team champions then by beating two people who have been to the top of the mountain right?

So the way I see it, after Second to None destroys and demolishes the two of you, then we will get to test all of that out with Beautiful Shame! Heheh, all joking aside boys you really are two of the best singles wrestlers in the Sanctioned Violence Organization and you make one heck of a tag team as well and myself and Paradine will get to show how well we function as a tag team against two people who have done so plenty of times before.

At Showdown, it will go down at the show.. Something like that. When we step into the ring, like every match that I have competed in prior to this.. Nothing else matters once that bell rings, all that matters is Second to None versus Chris Wrestling and The Crippler. And when it is all said and done, the two of you will see exactly why we are the next sVo Tag Team Champions and why we are:

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