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A triple threat? More like a SINGLE THREAT; Thunder vs Haywood vs Jones
Topic Started: Nov 17 2007, 07:02 AM (43 Views)
Luther Thunder
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Holding a bag of ice to your head to keep it from bleeding makes a man think.
Mayhem was booked by that stipulation loving Mr Deas, Luther felt like he had gotten a hit by something far worse than a chair, then again the big man was still suffering for his face down at Xtreme Collision going to that match; he should have maybe taken a break? Nah breaks are for pussies!


“I’m telling you Mercer that Deas guy or whoever the hell he is; he will pay for what he did by booking me against that beast Kostoff! I will personally go down to Revolution and bust him open with a goddamn chair shot so wicked he will be knocked out for a week…”
Luther seemed a bit angry of his loss and did not feel like he should shut up about it before Antonio Mercer spoke up to him.
“Calm down Luther, one match won’t kill you and trust me Deas will get what’s coming to him at Revolution without you even stepping foot inside there. All you need to do is to concentrate on your triple threat match at Mayhem.”
Mercer saw the anger in his enforcer’s eyes and a smile appeared on his face, Luther would get things done this week without a doubt and send a message to everyone watching. No chair shot can hold him down for long.

“Triple threat against that punk Jones and Haywood. I’m the only threat in that ring. I did a number on Donnie at Xtreme collision and if he gets in my way in that ring I will do the same again, I have some pent up anger inside me right now Mr. Mercer and trust me someone will feel it in that ring this Thursday.
Luther held the bag of ice harder against his head and he grinned with a glow in his eyes. Oh he would make sure some pain would be dished out inside that ring once again, damn chair shots won’t be allowed this time. He may have given Donnie a handshake but that was before his first loss and if there is one thing Luther Thunder knew about losing it was that he hated it.
“Everyone stumbles a bit sometime Luther, don’t let it get to you since if you let a single loss get inside your head your doomed before that damn bell even rings, Trust me on this Thunder. You need to get your mind set for winning dish out revenge all you want but make sure you won’t get disqualified for it since that will add a loss. Like you know on a triple threat you don’t even have to be pinned to be the loser.” Mercer hands Luther a drink who chugs it down with a single gulp and as he slams the glass on to the desk the former bouncer gets up and looks deep in to his bosses eyes.

“I am the SINGLE THREAT I am the big man from Amsterdam! I am Luther Thunder the man of the hour, just watch me in that ring and you’ll see that neither of them can stand a chance against what I’m bringing in there!” As Luther storms out of Mercer’s office the General Manager of Mayhem had big grin on his face as he poured himself a drink too: “Go get em’ boy!” Luther was pumped up the weekend wasn’t even done and he was already mad as a rabid pit fighting dog, Mercer felt no envy towards the two unlucky men who would have to face a angered monster like that, he actually felt happy to be on the “good side” of the ever so erratic, Luther Thunder.

Luther walked around the hallways and grabbed the bag of ice he was holding, looked at it for a while, laughed and slammed it to the floor crunching the ice cubes under his massive boot. A camera crew was filming some material outside the arena and as Luther saw them he snarled and walked up to the man who stood in front of the camera.


“Where live right here in front of HEY what the hell!?” Luther just shoved the poor man away from the camera sending him tumbling down and stopping him from continuing he just snarled at the camera:
“This broadcast now been interrupted due to a special message I am Luther Thunder and here to send out a fair warning for both of my opponents for Thursday Night Mayhem.”
The crew kept on filming since this guy seemed to mean business and this could bring in more ratings they all just stood there quiet and looked at the beast of a man who stood there in a red suit with a dark shirt and tie, he looked more like a damn lawyer then some brute which he seemed to be.

Luther took of his dark shades and looked right at the camera:

“I lost last week but this week it won’t happen. Kostoff just got lucky since I wasn’t 100 percent after a hellacious match at Xtreme Collision; Kostoff however was fresh as a daisy since all he did at the PPV was getting his fat ass thrown out of the ring. Now that this is settled I’m getting down to business listen up Jones and Haywood this concerns both of you unlucky bastards.”
“Due to my loss last week I will be pretty angry coming in to the ring with you. I don’t care which of you gets in my way trying to take the win from in front of me, I will pin both of you if I have to just to get that win. Haywood you got a win last week and took out that poor sack of shit with Jones a perfect game you know how he operates and would have no trouble getting a second win, well there will be no perfect games for you this Thursday I did take you out once and would love to do it again. If you respect your career, your health and your personal well being you will believe me this time when I warn you, if not I’ll just have to show you another lesson in manners inside that Squared circle.”

“Jack Jones, you unlike Haywood didn’t get a win last week did you so I’m sure you have no idea how it even feels to win a match, but you can forget about turning that career of yours around this week too since as you saw last week Donnie took you out and this week it will be my turn to show you how vicious I can get. I think you are one of the guys who have just the worst of luck. Imagine getting beat week in and week out for the rest of your career, which would be some record without a doubt. This time your rotten luck just put you inside a ring with a monster with a mean streak and against some who is out to prove that Lightning may not strike twice but lightning quick kicks will.

This Thursday on Mayhem I will get out of one of you and frankly boys I don’t give a damn which one of you it will be. I will be the top dog in that ring and if you decide to be smart one of you will walk out that ring with his own feet as the other one will get carried out with a damn stretcher. Thunder waits for no one boys, I get things done when it matters last week did not matter, even the greats stumble at times but unlike most of the sad bastards, I get up meaner than I went down: more determined to be smarter than that, more vicious to hurt everyone who thinks they can do the same, more powerful against everyone who gets in my way and just plain better than whatever someone won. I am not a fluke, not a flash in the pan and won’t be going away for a long time, that is something both of you, the rest of the roster and the management can back on without losing any sleep over it on your nights.”
Luther cracked his knuckles and neck as he stood there everything else went silent around him and the big man smirked at the camera; “Come on bring it on against me, both of you bring me your A-Game, bring me all your power and potential come on with whatever you got come on give me your best shot, step close enough if you have the balls and I’ll leave you laid out in that damn ring. I’m ready for you two and you both better think up a strategy real fast if you think you have even a lick of chance to win against me. You think I’m just flapping my lips here in the wind? Think I just got lucky and caught a win that I have no future in this business, think I just got a backup since I’m working with the boss? Think your better than I’ll ever be? Step in to that ring and prove it then. I’ve proofed my talent, I have proofed my power I have proofed my winning ways, the only thing you two can do is to try your best to prove me wrong, emphasis on “try” since against me; trying to win just is not good enough. “


Luther opens up his arms and smiles at the camera with a evil grin;
“Come on, bring it on boys. Get your affairs in order and step in the ring with a man who will make or break you both. You know what I’m capable of and I know what you both are good for. In closing I’ll ask you a final question which you can chew on for the time: “How will your future shape up after you have been THUNDERSTUCK?!”

Luther sends a stiff Thunderstruck to the camera breaking it and thus ending the transmission.
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Luther Thunder
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Your hero Luther Thunder in: Prayers&Greens

SCENE 1 At’ Mercer’s office, OFF CAMERA

People do all kinds of silly things to get their faces on TV Luther Thunder did interrupt a news feed and smashed a camera to get his time. Needless to say Mr. Mercer was not a happy camper when the news finally hit him…

“Luther you @$$hole, if you want to break cameras tell me and I’ll get you one. Now the whole damn channel keeps calling me and asking who’s going to pay that poor bastards hospital bills, any smart answers to that Mr. Primetime?”

“You are kidding me, hospital bills? Mercer, you know as well as I do that’s all bullshit, they are just trying to squeeze money out of a powerful man such as yourself. I admit it, the guy took a bit of a tumble, but he did not need any hospitals. Besides it made some killer ratings, you should tell them to pay me.”
Luther chuckles and looks at his boss with an amused grin.

“Not funny Luther, you can’t go around raising hell the way you please, not unless I tell you to do so, you need to watch your step from now on for a bit.
You are with the man who has power on Mayhem, but the headline reads: Outsiders won’t see it that way. I know how you used to walk around beating the shit out of anyone who even blinked you wrong, but now people will focus on you more. You are on the spotlight and I think you might need someone to handle some of or you PR. You’re my enforcer and do matches too you don’t have to do all this celebrity bullshit just by yourself. Let me make few calls I know this one chick, who would just kill to work with a star of your caliber if you catch my drift big man?”


Luther made a careless motion with his hand signaling that he could care or not care at all; He lifted his feet up on another chair that was beside him at Mercer’s office and yawned while stretching a bit.
“Think you could book me on that moronic show where rich and famous show off their wealth and act all smug, without actually saying a thing for the whole damn show?”
Mercer looked at Thunder like he would think his enforcer being completely off his rocker right then and there:
“Mr. Thunder, Are you crazy enough to actually do drugs in my office without even offering to share them with me?”

Thunder smirks back at him, and starts to play with his golden credit card:
“Sorry boss not while on duty anyway. I’m talking about the show that plays on that idiot channel, what’s it called again, Moron Television?”
If this were a cartoon above Mercer’s head would have been possible to see a idea lamp that blinked on:
“Oh that’s right MTV CRIBS! You have no idea how much I hate nonsense like that, people who do not even have real money like I do, acting like their in charge of something, when their all just whoring themselves to get few bucks."
Luther laughs it up and looks at Mercer again with a sneaky grin on his face;
”You know what got me thinking about that show on Moron Television in the first place Mr. Mercer, that Jack Jones’s promo he did for this week, remember that? He went around showing off his house and in the end he gets in my face like that guy I used to see on TV as a kid, you know the guy right? Wears red and yellow, talks about vitamins and prayers and whatnot, and won’t stop talking about some irresistible force that keeps running wild on everyone.
Now it’s Mercer’s turn to laugh it up like there is no tomorrow:
“Yeah I remember him too, speaking of Mr. Jack Jones, let’s pretend that he actually has the time to get out of his fancy house and on to your match. Would you have anything you would actually like to say to him?”
Luther smiles and gets up from the chair with a big grin on his face:
” Set up the camera boss. I’m ready for him, let’s do some history”.

Scene 2, promo for Mr. Jones and Mr. Haywood, ON CAMERA

The scene opens up to a warehouse like space that is filled with wooden crates and, all that other nonsense people store to them these days. Luther has his almost classic attire on the ripped jeans, black boots and the black leatherjacket and black t-shirt under it: “I’m ready for my close up Mr. Mercer!” Luther smirks and gets right at the camera taking off his trademarked dark shades:
“Jack “Braveheart” Jones, Mr. 12-0 himself, the new and improved man from the bottom of the pit, the bottomless jobber pit that is."
Luther chuckles at the camera and pulls his brown curly hair back cracking his neck a bit;
“Got to hand it to you Jones: 12-0 is an impressive record, or it would be if you’d actually get a win in once a while, some of you at home might start to think why I mention his losses first, well the bottom line is Mr. Jones has nothing else worth mentioning on his record besides his losing streak. Hope you are not superstitious type, oh mighty braveheart, since after this week I’ll be always and forever remembered as your number 13. You are the one has not got a single win his career and your telling me to eat my greens and say my prayers huh? How dare you even try that shit with a rising star of my caliber, I do appreciate your advice though so much so that I’ll actually give you some back, so get your ears on listening mode and look at me.”

Luther turns around pulls something out of his pocket a and puts it on his head standing his back towards the camera and turns back towards the camera showing of a blue bandanna that reads “THUNDSTER STILL RULES” as he starts talking in a coarse voice that does sound a bit familiar for some reason:
“Let me tell you something braveheart! You think you can walk up to that ring and get in that squared circle against the Thundster when the millions and MILLIONS of Thunderheads chant my name around the world, you are telling me to eat my greens well, the only green that the Thundster recognizes is money, that’s something a bum like you would never get enough to value, even if you sold all that crap you bought on installments and shipped to that place you dare to call a home, when I wouldn’t call it even as a temporary address”

Thundster has some serious self-control over himself since he actually has the strength to go on without falling over backwards and bursting to a maniacal laughter:
“You dare tell Thundster that he should say his prayers, well you just gave yourself some serious advice there BROTHER, While you sit in that rat hole of yours and look at this glorious set that the Thundster stands in, this crap around me costs more than your ever worth! Whatcha gona do Bravehart when the hellacious kicks and blows rain all over you like there’s no tomorrow. Whatcha gonna do when that devastating superkick hits you right in the face and leaves you there in the middle of the ring, before that happens you should be the one who does the praying this is a fair warning to you Jones, This Thursday on Mayhem you will be…THUNDERSTURCK when the Thundermania runs all over your MTV ass!”

Luther roars and flexes all over tearing up his black t-shirt to shreds.Thunder throws down the remains of his t-shirt and the bandanna.

“Now when that’s settled and Mr. Jones is off somewhere crying in a puddle, I do have some words to you too MR MVP, Donnie Haywood so tune on up dawg this is important...FO SHIZZLE!”
Luther throws around few rap poses and smirks;
“Sorry couldn’t resist that. Anyway Donnie I’ll be honest with you. For a moment after Extreme collision I actually thought I could respect you, you even got a win after being beat with an inch of your life by the brightest star of Mayhem. However you just stood there like a moron and didn’t even show up to hand me the same respect after my match with Kostoff, You Haywood are not a MVP your nothing, not even worth a cockroach, after all the respect I gave to you, you just insulted me by not returning the favor thus letting that hairy pig Kostoff get a win over me.
You lost your chances for respect with me Donnie, this week on Mayhem since you won’t show me that respect that I deserve I’ll just have to do what I did at Baltimore, at that parking lot brawl you will never ever forget… I will beat that respect out of your arrogant soap-star ass. I will see both of you bitches in the ring and when I’m done with you two I will consider myself back where I belong. On my way up the roster, a real shame you won’t come with me since there can be only one real winner and rest of you are just, different levels of losers…"


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