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Post by Nuke on Jan 29, 2009 16:11:43 GMT -5
have another look in the thread, maybe we can come up with some more ;D Sorry for making it that short but I want to stick with my character.
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Post by Lil Weezy on Jan 29, 2009 16:12:32 GMT -5
do that
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Post by Nuke on Jan 29, 2009 17:32:04 GMT -5
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Post by Mikey Bubonik on Jan 29, 2009 18:27:33 GMT -5
Here's a segment for before the match between AJ Pastique and I. Taken from Plastique's locker room a few days ago. I thought it would make a cool segment after I did some editing. Does this work for you Plastique r do you wanna write something else?
Behold...
*AJ Plastique is seen in his locker room, at his personal wet bar fixing himself a drink. Mikey Bubonik enters the room and pushes Plastique up against the wall, knocking the glass to the floor.*
Bubonik: "Let's get on thing straight, kid. You got luckily last week, real lucky, but you still couldn't beat me, so before you start your little victory party get that fun fact through your skull. But now I hear that pencil-pushing hack in the GM's office wants to make a little rematch? It's a load of bull, kid, and you know it. You shouldn't even have had that match with me in the first place. You ain't in my league, not in the slightest. So why don't you do both of us a favor and step out of the way. I don't got the time to deal with you and the other two-bit starry-eyed young guns that Fireheart insists on pulling off the street week after week. "
*Plastique takes a moment to regain his composer then slips free of Bubonik. He removes a package of Parliaments and withdraws a cigarette. He places it between his lips and lights it. He takes a few steps around the room before he speaks.*
Plastique: "I see you haven't mastered the lost art knocking but that's okay. I have to admit you're right, I was lucky last night. I was really lucky I didn't kill you out there. Though, I kicked you in the head so many times that I must have shaken something loose. You're delusional! You've got your fantasies all confused with reality. Truth is, I'm the real deal slick. For me, last night was just for fun, a game, a little thing to pass the time. But now that there is a championship in the picture I'm gonna have to get serious."
*Plastique's eyes grow wild and his brows turn down. His face twists with abject rage.*
Plastique: "Tonight, no more playing around Bubonik! I didn't like you before, but now I have a damn fine reason to tear you apart. In that ring there's no more words, there's no more Rowen, there's no more supposition. There's just you and me. When's it's all said and done I'll walk out number one contender. You, on the other hand, will be left a broken husk smeared on the canvas."
*Plastique retrieves sunglasses from his jacket and puts them on.*
Plastique: "Oh, I'm sorry, how rude of me."
*Plastique holds pack of cigarettes out to Bubonik*
*Bubonik's upper lip curls into a sneer as he stairs back at Plastique*
Bubonik: "No thanks. Those things'll kill ya."
*Bubonik turns and walks out the door, taking a bottle of bourbon off the counter while doing so.*
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Post by AJ Plastique on Jan 29, 2009 19:06:52 GMT -5
Works for me.
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daar
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Post by daar on Jan 30, 2009 2:24:10 GMT -5
Daar walks to the ring. A drum roll is playing loud and clear. Some people remembers him from last match and starts chanting. "You suck!" Few have taken him into their hearts. Starts shouting "Make him bleed". Daar enters the ring. Takes the microphone and waits while the croud shutes up. Then starts talking slowly.
-In my last match. The Brick won by the fluke. It won't happen again... But i must say he really has some powerful hits. But that's all. And i wasn't aware of them and took them without worrying. To tell the truth my left shoulder is still hurting. So I'm not in my best condition. But I will show you what can I do even with the hurting shoulder.
Starts shouting.
-I WILL MAKE HIM BLEED! LIKE AN INNOCENT GIRL!
Daar walks to his respective corner and waits for Coldfreeze
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Post by thebrick on Jan 30, 2009 12:11:07 GMT -5
Camera is focuses on a door backstage at Breakdown. The Brick's nameplate comes into focus and the crowd goes wild.
Tonya Torres knocks on the door:
TT: Brick... Brick... Can I get your thoughts on your match tonight, or the number one contenders match at the Pay Per View? Brick...
The door swings open and the Insanity Championship belt is being held out of the door. Slowly, The Brick reveals himself from behind the belt.
Tonya, Tonya, Tonya aren't you looking perky this evening. You have come to ask The Brick about the match for a shot for His Insanity Title. You have come to ask about the Jabrooni that has been placed in front of the Brick tonight as he continues to show that he is the Greatest Young Superstar in TWA. Tonya, do you like stories?
Let the Brick tell you a story. A long time ago a young boy looked to his idols. His Father, His Grandfather, the greats in the business he loved. He look to be just like these men, but there was something more. He Wanted something more. He wanted to be a ... Champion. The Story continues. This boy becomes a man, trains hard, becomes a young man, joins a great federation, lays the smacketh down all over every jabroni's candy... well you know. This boy becomes the Blue Chipper, The Building Bull, The Young Gun, the most electrifying talent in all of TWA. This Boy becomes a Man, The Brick, a Champion.
Bubonik and Plastique. Tonya, tell the Brick who you think will rise to the top to face the Brick at the Pay Per View
TT: Well, I think that both....
Brick: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT YOU THINK. The Brick thinks this... No man, woman, child, jabroni, plague, building material, nothing will take the Insanity title from around the Bricks waist.
And as for you Bogart, you will know exactly how hard it will be when tonight you feel the Brick Bottom
IF YA SEE WHAT THE BRICK IS BUILDING.
The Brick is hen walks off camera. Tonya Torres is shown a little flustered, glowing a little and clearly holding back her own desire for the Insanity Champion.
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Post by jakethesnakeroberts on Jan 30, 2009 18:25:41 GMT -5
As the sound of music hits the air of TRUST ME. Jake the Snake Roberts enters the arena. The crowd has mixed feeling for this man. Jake walks slowly with his cocky smirk of an evil grin. Holding a grey Burlape type bag over his shoulder. Jake Places it in the corner by the ring post. He slides in under he ropes coy and ready to strike. Jake stands up points to the bag in the corner and tells the ref. "" If you know whats good for yeah. You'll leave the bag alone". The slides down in the corner waitting for his opponent The Flyer.........
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Fenrii
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'Big Bad Wolf'
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Post by Fenrii on Jan 30, 2009 19:44:59 GMT -5
I like the commercial ;-) The best part for me is it actually gives people a look into how mentally off Fenrii actually is and will lay a better foundation for the way I play him.
---Segment Sometime Before Fenrii vs Cyber match---
The camera man is walking down the hall, seemingly unaware that he is filming as he goes. As he rounds the corner Fenrii comes into view arguing with one of his acolytes.
Fenrii: "I said no! I want no interference from you during the match."
Acolyte 1: "Master. The ninja has already managed to beat one wolf. Why take a chance of him beating you as well?"
A deep growl issues from Fenrii's lips as he grasps the acolyte by the throat and slams him into the wall. He is furious as he spaks.
Fenrii: "I would be a disgrace if one of my followers interfered in a match."
Fenrii stares the fearful looking acolyte for a moment then continues in a calmer tone as he releases the man.
Fenrii: "You just don't understand yet. That is why I must teach you. There is no disgrace or dishonor in losing a battle. Every warrior I face, win or lose, I gain power and get one step closer to breaking the bonds of the Aesir."
Just then a second acolyte enters and spots the camera man.
Acolyte 2: "What are you doing here?"
Fenrii jerks his head around and stares down the camera man. His yellow eyes smoldering with madness.
Fenrii: "You have seen too much."
He motions toward the acolytes.
Fenrii: "Stop him."
A snarl is heard over the sound of ripping cloth as the camera turns away. It falls to the floor cracks spider webbing across it's surface as it settles on a sideways view of the wall. Four legged shadows can be seen pouncing as a long howl feels the air. Then a gloved hand reaches out and the camera goes black.
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Post by Nuke on Jan 31, 2009 19:53:51 GMT -5
Calle me Nuke, the Showstopper! ;D No, seriously, great show everyone! Weezy had to put his commercial under another segment because there were so many! What more do you want? I read through it very fast though, because I read all your segments before. But the one with Pixy was new for me, and made me even more exciting about my first match since I'm back here! Lil Weezy: I think we can work with tonight's outcome for the next show like you kinda underestimated me, but want to make it plain next week. And I continue with proclaiming to fulfill Cranium's legacy. Some concern of mine: There are only 4 shows left and none of my own commercials have been used yet. I would feel kinda ripped off if all the commercials I did for others would have been used while mine not even were recognized. Too bad my wrestler pic didn't show up in my introduction either, because there was some work in it. But that's just a detail. Great show!
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Post by Lil Weezy on Feb 1, 2009 6:20:35 GMT -5
sure thing, nuke, that's what i intended to start in my segment with pixy anyway don't be concerned about your own commercials, they WILL definetely be in the shows...promised
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