Roleplays ( Second Week, August 18)

I would appreciate inserting this segment just before the match between Bad Omen and Carlos Ortega

*Camera shows Seer and Bad Omen in the locker room. Seer is preparing for his match with ben the butcher brown, streching himself. Bad Omen has already changed his wrestling attire for a suit and sits on the bench relaxed.*

Bad Omen: "Just like you said brother, there's nothing to worry about. I won against Carlos Ortega and you will also get a easy win."

Seer: "Don't try to calm me down, Bad! I'm still pissed at you because of this GM thing. How could you mistake a commentator for a GM!?"

Bad Omen: "I told you it was because of my English. Fortunately we signed contracts with the right person and we are here. Everything else will work out eventually, don't worry."

Seer: "I said don't calm me down! I prefer to fight when I'm angry, it's more fun then."

Bad Omen: "You don't have to do that against him. I've made a research and..."

Seer: "I don't trust your reasearch anymore!"

*Seer pauses for a few seconds.*

Seer: "So? What have you found out?"

Bad Omen: "He's a technician wrestler, just like me, so you know how to fight his style. And once you hit your finisher it will be all over."

Seer: "That's all? That's your deep analysis?"

Bad Omen: "There's not much to analyze, you're simply better. Even you shouldn't screw this up."

Seer: "How dare you, bastard! You're just pissing me off right now!... Thanks!"

*Seer gets up and walks away of the locker room. Bad Omen follows him with both suitcases and a happy smile."

I would appreciate inserting this just before a match between Seer and ben the butcher brown

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*The arena goes dark and quiet. The fans in their seats start to wonder what's going on, and flashbulbs from cameras begin to silhouette the ring in still frames. A spotlight flashes on, centering on the stage as a tall man in a robe with a deep hood to conceal his face stand there menacingly. Great Malenko by the Insane Clown Posse starts to play through the PA system as the man makes his way to the ring.

His tall frame lends to long smooth strides, making it seem almost as if he were gliding across the floor toward the ring. His coat flows behind him like a trail of destruction as he approaches the ring steps. As he steps into the ring, he throws his hood back, revealing a framing a hard face with dark eyes.


Nathan Steel: "Who is this guy? I've never seen him before!"

Arias Dawn: "I don't know, but he sure gives me the creeps."

*The man reaches through the ropes for a microphone, then raises it to his mouth as his music cuts out*

Man: "Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to introduce you to the newest for in this industry. Allow me to enlighten your pitiful minds as to the new order of things. My name is Niv. And my voice is the voice of the people. My actions speak for the masses. But don't let me tell you let me show you."


*The crowd stirs as he talks, catching a bad vibe from Niv*


Niv: "But if only things were that simple. No, my opponent tonight deigns to stop me, the voice of the people and the speaker of the masses, from ascension. He thinks to impede MY progress. But, just like you weak-minded people out here in the audience tonight, he has no idea what he's in for.*

*Niv smirks a vicious grin as the camera pans around him. The fans certainly don't like what he has to say now*

Niv: "That's right. Boo me. Show me your hatred. I honestly don't care. I do what I want. If I want to run down helpless old ladies, I'll do it. If I want I will hit a fan no matter where I go, I leave a path of destruction in my wake. So go on. Try to stop me. I'll enjoy your futility!"

*Niv extends his arm and opens his hand, dropping the mic to the mat with a loud thud as he exits the ring and heads back to the stage*

Nathan Steel: "Well ,he certainly got his point across. He's going to win here tonight, or go down trying."

Arisa Dawn: "Yeah. It won't be pretty either. I'm glad I'm not his opponent."

Changed grim vs pox with Nivs match (swapt places ) so this RP will have a place ^^ And ty Niv for quick response

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Ca$h Money's gold flecked gold limo pulls up to a black limo whom is parked with engine running out behind a back road near a abandoned warehouse. Cash Money rolls down his purple tinted window very slowly.

Ca$h Money: Excuse me, but do you have any Grey Poupon?

Voice from Limo: But of course, follow the mustard.  The small container of Dijon mustard is lobbed from limo window to limo window.

Cash Money: Thanks Brotha man, we stopped off for Ghetto Dogs at the gas station. Noting better in a pinch and entertaining than three ladies shoving hot dog down their throats, or lollipops, or pop sickles, or........

The Voice from the other Limo: Finish you gas station wieners and follow us to the compound.

Cash Money: Naw, it's all good , time is money. you want your mustard back? (snickers) Wieners (snickers).

The Voice from Limo: Keep it as a sign of good faith.

Ca$h Money: This better not be a set up, cause I am packing heat, YOU FEEL ME? I'll empty the clip up in here, just saying.

The Voice from the Limo: Assured, ease your mind Mr. Money. I am on the level, follow my driver. It will be well worth your time.

The black limo puts on it's blinkers on and slowly pulls out followed by Ca$h Money's gold flecked gold limo whom turned his rap music up bumping down the dark and ominous road playing follow the leader.

Wieners.

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There is a break in between matches, and the fans are running to the stands to refill their sodas and buy more popcorn for the kids. All of a sudden, all the lights turn off in sync, and the arena is plunged into total darkness.

Voices are heard singing, seemingly out of nowhere. A lighted figure is seen at the stage arena, and it's not a spotlight illuminating the figure holding what appears to be a large crucifix-sword. It almost seems as if the light is emanating from the mysterious figure itself. The mysterious stranger makes his way to the ring slowly, methodically taking step after step. Those that are close to the entrance are able to discern some features of this man. He is wearing a long white and silver robe with the sleeve cut off showing his muscular arms with mythological creatures printed around his pant attire. He is almost a perfect build. His muscles are gleaming with perfection and swole although half of his face is hidden from a cloth. Yet there is something off about him, his posture and stance completely emotionless, almost robotic.

The bizzare visitor climbs into the ring,and places the crucifix upright-down into the middle of the ring.  A microphone appears in his hand, almost out of thin air. The announcers are in shock, not sure what to think and say, just looking around stupefied trying to get their footing. The mysterious event crasher looks around the arena, with each audience member feeling his gaze, almost as if he is looking directly in their eyes, judging them, evaluating their past sins, and making notes. After several seconds, he places the microphone to his mouth. The lights turn off and on for a couple of seconds. When the light is stable the mysterious visitor is no longer there except for the crucifix. A voice begins to speak.

Mysterious Voice: As I have said before long ago, I was just like you all. Lost, with no sense of direction. No true path to guide me out of the black hole that I was in. The day of Judgment has arrived.Only the blessed shall survive.The second coming of our fatherly LIGHT! Returning like a thief in the night!.

The voice disappears completely, and the arena is back to being completely pitch dark. The lights finally flicker, flicker again, and come back. The audience members are left in awe at the strange man, while the announcers stutter, finally able to go back to their cue cards and announce the next scheduled match.[/color]

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The camera goes backstage where Shina Scarlett is accompinied by Portuguese Warrior

Shina: Hello OutBreak fans, I hope you're all having a good time tonight.
I'm joined at this time by, OutBreak star, Portuguese Warrior.

Portuguese Warrior: Hello Shina, happy to be here with you.

Shina: Well, I just wanna ask you about how you felt after your dominant victory over Lightning Lad in your OutBreak debut ?

Portuguese Warrior: I felt amazing Shina, and I still do, this has been the best week of my life, I've had people walk up to me in the streets asking for autographs, pictures, congratulating me on my win.
I finally feel like I'm at home here.

Shina: Well, as you know, Jackson Black has recovered after your encounter with him last week, him not being a pro-wrestler, do you have anything you wanna say to him ?

Portuguese Warrior: Yes I do. First of all, I want to apologize to the man for my terrible actions, and also, I wanna thank him.

Shina: Thank him ?

Portuguese Warrior: Yeah, if it wasn't for him getting me in that altered state, I would had never destroyed Lightining Lad in that way, so thanks Jackson, hope your better

Portuguese Warrior winks to the camera

Shina: Well, on another note, Jackson asked about one of your tattoos last week, I can't help but notice you have another, what does that say exactly ?

Portuguese Warrior: It says "Mãe", I got it a month after my mom passed away ...

Portuguese Warrior's eyes start wattering up

Shina: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that

Portuguese Warrior: No, I'm sorry, I have to go get ready...

Portuguese Warrior leaves for his locker room with tears flowing down his eyes

Sorry, Reverend, I could only add opening segment's video, and that wasnt even me. The person who helped me doesnt respond and the video code is strange, doesnt work just by copying the youtube link...(youtube-nocookie.com)

anyway added, but without that video.

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