Post by Lex Vain on Mar 9, 2007 21:39:07 GMT -5
End Game
by a NAPW fanatic
...Fade in; A smoky poker table. Two men with reading glasses and visors look down at their cards. Each man holds a smoking Cuban cigar out of the side of their mouths. One man has a very long goatee, looking very agitated and the other is wearing a plain black lucha mask. Yes my friends, these are The Decapitators.
Diamond speaks up, doing his best to imitate Charlton Heston
Diamond: It's your move, bub
Axe scoffs, and retorts with his own John Wayne imitation
Axe: I just went, bub. I do believe its your turn.
Diamond: Nuh-uh
Axe: Yah-huh
Diamond: Nuh-uh and infinity
Axe: Yah-huh and-
Axe is cut off by a towering big man, he holds a World's Strongest Man Trophy and Two Olympic Medals are laced around his neck. This, my friends, is Lobo. He slams all the medals on the table and does his best impression of Ryan Stiles imitating Clint Eastwood (Lobo doesn't watch Westerns).
Axe glares, tension fills the air as Lobo's chair groins and Lobo takes a seat on the four sided table.
Axe (glaring at Lobo): Glad to see you again
Diamond (glaring at Axe): I concur
Lobo (glaring at Diamond): It seams we have all agreed on something
The Decaps (together): Hmm...
DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN! Generic Western Music blazes as the camera zooms out to see Terry "MOTHER F*CKING" Brandon at the Juke Box. Though, the scene loses its tension (and its credibility) as we realize the four former NAPW-ers are in the middle of a Chuck E. Cheese. A busboy walks up to the table.
Busboy: How many times do I have to tell you? This is a public place, a CHILDREN'S Restaurant, there is no smoking allowed.
Diamond: Sorry Sir, we didn't mean...
OH YES WE DID!
Who? Who has the gall to insult a Chuck E. Cheese busboy who makes minimum wage? Why its Lex Vain. Then again, no-one at the table really knows who he is. All they know is that this man has balls, lots and lots and lots of balls. Did I mention this guy has balls?
Lex: Look here you dumpy ol' pimply face fart! Every-one knows why you took this job, so you can ogle at the pre-pubescent teen boy population and fantasize about things too explicit for cable television while their hugging you in that maggot infested piece of cloth you call a mascot uniform. (takes breath)
By the time Lex is finished most of the amusement has stopped and the attention is drawn toward the five wrestling talents (which would include one manager and one columnist).
A child cries. And once again the human populous goes back to its natural order.
The five men look at each other, they look at what each of them has accomplished. Lobo, a Provincial Title mainstay and TV Title Holder back when that didn't mean too much (sorry Uzi, you damned Kosher Ass...assin)
The Decapitators the first recognized number one contenders, Axe: a hardcore emcee of sorts dishing out punishment to Bruce Richards, and his own brother and Diamond: the lucha-dore, he inspired Pure Honor, named the Championship and freaking kicked asses alongside or against El Mentiroso (if you know who that is). These two men also went on to defeat Storm in a brutal first ever NAPW Bar-Room Brawl that was so intense that NAPW refuses to acknowledge it!
And then of course is Terry Brandon who managed Chris Casino to a NAPW Championship, D-X for a brief stint in The Rat Pack, and his adopted son Lobo to Main Event Status (on Action, of course).
And the new member of the NAPW Columns it Lex Vain who pissed so many people off that he was warned (multiple time) to "settle down". But did he? (well actually...yeah) But that didn't stop him from becoming the most read columnist in NAPW History (take that Meghan Adams! If that is how to spell your name)!!!
These men, to simplify, have made great impacts. And most likely never be forgotten. And that, my friends, is pretty freaking cool.
So yeah, this is my last RP. And what a journey it has been. Lets go out on a good note..Diamond take it away:
Diamond:
WE'RE SCRAPPED VALENTINES
WE'RE TANGERINE RINDS
WE"RE CR-...
...Wait wrong song...oh damn.
OOC:. In accordance to a deal that I made a long time ago, Terry Brandon is technically not my intellectual property. Ryan was the one to suggest the manager type, and I ran with it. That being said, I would like very much for Terry to somehow part of the NAPW. I know this may be difficult with Lobo being in "Deep South", but I would really like to see Terry be part of NAPW after my departure. If you are interested, then message Ryan, because he (as of right now) has my permission to use Terry in any way that he wishes.
by a NAPW fanatic
...Fade in; A smoky poker table. Two men with reading glasses and visors look down at their cards. Each man holds a smoking Cuban cigar out of the side of their mouths. One man has a very long goatee, looking very agitated and the other is wearing a plain black lucha mask. Yes my friends, these are The Decapitators.
Diamond speaks up, doing his best to imitate Charlton Heston
Diamond: It's your move, bub
Axe scoffs, and retorts with his own John Wayne imitation
Axe: I just went, bub. I do believe its your turn.
Diamond: Nuh-uh
Axe: Yah-huh
Diamond: Nuh-uh and infinity
Axe: Yah-huh and-
Axe is cut off by a towering big man, he holds a World's Strongest Man Trophy and Two Olympic Medals are laced around his neck. This, my friends, is Lobo. He slams all the medals on the table and does his best impression of Ryan Stiles imitating Clint Eastwood (Lobo doesn't watch Westerns).
Axe glares, tension fills the air as Lobo's chair groins and Lobo takes a seat on the four sided table.
Axe (glaring at Lobo): Glad to see you again
Diamond (glaring at Axe): I concur
Lobo (glaring at Diamond): It seams we have all agreed on something
The Decaps (together): Hmm...
DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN! Generic Western Music blazes as the camera zooms out to see Terry "MOTHER F*CKING" Brandon at the Juke Box. Though, the scene loses its tension (and its credibility) as we realize the four former NAPW-ers are in the middle of a Chuck E. Cheese. A busboy walks up to the table.
Busboy: How many times do I have to tell you? This is a public place, a CHILDREN'S Restaurant, there is no smoking allowed.
Diamond: Sorry Sir, we didn't mean...
OH YES WE DID!
Who? Who has the gall to insult a Chuck E. Cheese busboy who makes minimum wage? Why its Lex Vain. Then again, no-one at the table really knows who he is. All they know is that this man has balls, lots and lots and lots of balls. Did I mention this guy has balls?
Lex: Look here you dumpy ol' pimply face fart! Every-one knows why you took this job, so you can ogle at the pre-pubescent teen boy population and fantasize about things too explicit for cable television while their hugging you in that maggot infested piece of cloth you call a mascot uniform. (takes breath)
By the time Lex is finished most of the amusement has stopped and the attention is drawn toward the five wrestling talents (which would include one manager and one columnist).
A child cries. And once again the human populous goes back to its natural order.
The five men look at each other, they look at what each of them has accomplished. Lobo, a Provincial Title mainstay and TV Title Holder back when that didn't mean too much (sorry Uzi, you damned Kosher Ass...assin)
The Decapitators the first recognized number one contenders, Axe: a hardcore emcee of sorts dishing out punishment to Bruce Richards, and his own brother and Diamond: the lucha-dore, he inspired Pure Honor, named the Championship and freaking kicked asses alongside or against El Mentiroso (if you know who that is). These two men also went on to defeat Storm in a brutal first ever NAPW Bar-Room Brawl that was so intense that NAPW refuses to acknowledge it!
And then of course is Terry Brandon who managed Chris Casino to a NAPW Championship, D-X for a brief stint in The Rat Pack, and his adopted son Lobo to Main Event Status (on Action, of course).
And the new member of the NAPW Columns it Lex Vain who pissed so many people off that he was warned (multiple time) to "settle down". But did he? (well actually...yeah) But that didn't stop him from becoming the most read columnist in NAPW History (take that Meghan Adams! If that is how to spell your name)!!!
These men, to simplify, have made great impacts. And most likely never be forgotten. And that, my friends, is pretty freaking cool.
So yeah, this is my last RP. And what a journey it has been. Lets go out on a good note..Diamond take it away:
Diamond:
WE'RE SCRAPPED VALENTINES
WE'RE TANGERINE RINDS
WE"RE CR-...
...Wait wrong song...oh damn.
OOC:. In accordance to a deal that I made a long time ago, Terry Brandon is technically not my intellectual property. Ryan was the one to suggest the manager type, and I ran with it. That being said, I would like very much for Terry to somehow part of the NAPW. I know this may be difficult with Lobo being in "Deep South", but I would really like to see Terry be part of NAPW after my departure. If you are interested, then message Ryan, because he (as of right now) has my permission to use Terry in any way that he wishes.