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Monica Vs. The Brainless Wonder...; RP #1 Monica Vs. Jay Encina.
Topic Started: Nov 18 2007, 03:51 AM (25 Views)
Monica Blaze
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From Liddel the main eventer...

To Encina the brainless wonder...

(ON CAMERA)

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:: The Octagon shaped room I stood in the middle of was to represent the ring of the U.F.C, one of the main mixed martial arts federations. On the walls were were pictures of many of Jay Encina's foul ups. And one large photo of one Jay with his head cut open using a graphic editing tool to show an empty head. Inside was a spider web, and on the top of the picture the words "Jay Encina "The Brainless Wonder." I was just walking around the room in a pair of cute little jeans and a nice silk, button up top of blue this time. Blue was the color to represent the sheer gloom of this situation. But of course I'm not going to expect him to catch that symbolism. So here I am walking around the room and I toss up my hands, roll my eyes, and just go to the center of the room, fall on the floor on my butt and sit indian style as I look to the camera and start talking as if I am just so distraught. ::



Monica: Ladies and gentleman. What does it take for me to continue to get challenges? I place the first defeat on Zack Riley, I put another loss on your Alex Liddel, who is supposedly one of Revolution's best, and when I think that with your help, and support with your fan mail, your support, the merchandise you buy that has my likeness or name upon it, the administration decides that I am to be put at the bottom rung of the ladder again, against someone that I think has about as much talent when it comes to wrestling as an overgrown toddler. Who am I talking about? I am talking about the ONE, the ONLY Jay Encina. And my friends thank God he is the only one. This man makes some sense some of the time, but most of the time, it is as if he has had half of his brain removed, and is just throwing tantrums.



:: I sigh slightly, just to accent how much I am really disturbed by the administrations choice in opponents for me. Not to mention the fact that this guy has given me enough to use against him for ten matches let alone one. ::



Monica: What am I talking about you ask? I am talking about his last promotion. Jay you're beating a locker and hoping that tossing a bit of a hissy fit is going to get you any closer to the world title you yearn for? You have your son drawing pictures of you with the world title, now what seven year old would do such on his own? Well perhaps a smart one, so you might want to ask yourself this, does the milk man, or the mail man spend a lot more time at your house than they should? Because either people put your little boy up to drawing the little picture, or that just shows how much you talk about it, OR he is smart enough to pick up on your own wishes and desires and hopes to please you with his drawing. In this case I would really take a long look at the milk man. Because I hate to point this out to to you but you just aren't the sharpest crayon in the box.



:: Yeah I'm not going to use too many big words here he might not understand me. So I keep it simple as I continue just out of frustration tossing a pillow which is near me at one of the pictures before I compose myself a little. No need to go down to his level... good lord I don't think I could if I tried. ::



Monica: Yeah, yeah I know this is all stuff that people normally say about each other in these wonderful things called promo's but goodness me, with so much evidence to support my theories about you what really can I say other than the truth. The public deserves to know the truth, and though I think that you know, you have shown the public a good amount but what would it hurt for me to point out in this time of Thanksgiving break for all and lots of food and so on, the biggest turkey of them all. But as I do I would also like to point out what I am thankful for. For it is very close to thanksgiving, and indeed our show falls on that evening. I'm not too happy about that since I have to miss a bit of time with my family but we are celebrating on Wednesday so that both myself and my fiance can work off our thanksgiving dinner before our matches. And with that I lead into what I am most thankful for. My family, my twins, my fiance, my sister, my parents, and yes even my soon to be brother-in-law Mr. Alexander Stryfe. It seems that I have acquired an interesting in law but still I'm thankful that my sister is happy. I am also thankful that my twins are healthy, happy, and extremely smart little children. Their drawings depict their own thoughts not just the thoughts of myself and their father.



:: I had to smile now as I thought about all I had to be thankful for. And of course I would be untouched this go round. Alex gave me some sore muscles and such for my trouble this guy I doubt will lay a hand on me before he is flat on his face and down for the count. Since well I really don't want to look at his face for damn thats an ulgy mug. ::



Monica: Your little boy is trying to make his daddy happy. Not to mention that trophy wife of yours, I don't know how you managed to get her to even look at you twice, maybe it was the fact you were going to be on T.V and that's the only chance she would ever get since she may be pretty but just not pretty enough to actually be anything more than your little house wife. How very sad for her, and how pathetic that she would use you for your fame. Because look in the mirror Jay dear, your not exactly in her class. So like I said your little boy may just be someone Else's. And if you come back with the "why doesn't Ryan test those kids of yours" I will be very disappointed in you. Since well, that's something I think everyone that doesn't really have anything better to say is going to try to point out that we aren't married. Or something to that extent. How lovely of them, but the frightening truth in that is that people with no tact will go and call me a whore without knowing anything about me, they will insult me with this or that insult with no real proof behind anything they say. I hide nothing from my public, but I do not go around with a camera zoomed in on me all the time like yourself and Mr. Liddel. I actually have a life that has points in it that I don't want everyone to see. But I assure you I want for nothing. My fiance is the number one contender for the Legacy title, and me, if he wasn't going to hold it I would soon enough. For now I'm just proving myself by having an undefeated record which I have no intention on letting you put a halt to.



:: I huffed a bit and went back to talking about Encina and well, I had to talk about him, and I was showing my distain for talking about him. ::



Monica: But enough about what I am thankful for let's talk about your little camera that is glued to your ass apparently. I can't deny hearing about how you dreamed about being a wrestler and how it makes you all choked up that you have SOME FANS, is touching in a little, sentimental, sort of way. I would expect that maybe from someone who doesn't change into the man who how did you put it "is built to be a machine of mass destruction." You know I have a helpful hint for you, if you want to come off as intimidating don't have the camera follow you around when your acting like a big outdated has been. You are talking about how you have fought to the top, how you have yet to get your big break, and then you play "We are the Champions" by Queen, and I'm not talking about that cunt who thinks she can have my sister's fiance either.


:: I just had to laugh there, my perfect smile shining as I make a quick jab in the name of my big sister. I might need her for something in the future so....might as well mention her as much as I can in order to make her happy with me. Yeah I know I'm sneeky...anyway on with the slaughter. ::



Monica: But back on track. You talk and talk about this and this and that and how you want to be the world champion, and yet you don't have the for-sight to say anything about me other than the following, when asked what you are planning on doing in this match you respond with "Beat her immediately and go on to my next match and move a little closer to my goal..." And who are you getting your advice from. Like I told Zack and Alex, if you are going to say moronic things at least for the love of GOD get advise from someone who knows something. You on the other hand go to a taxi driver, a random taxi driver and he is the one who is telling you how to win this match. How not to go in like you're going into win but to fight with your heart. Now as sweet as that is Jay, I would have to say that is stupid as all holy hell. Not to mention again I ask you HOW do you get this footage!? I mean come on first Alex Liddel gives me footage of him in a prison where the assumption is he is going to take it up the ass to not die by his lil mexican friend. But then you come along and have a little cabby giving you your fighting tips. WOW. That is all I have to say to that is WOW!



:: I tossed my hands up and acted as if the force made me fall onto my back. The camera would span so it would look down upon me as I spoke now, laying comfortably on the carpeted floor. ::



Monica: Come on guys, you get mad at what I say, how I talk to you, what I talk about, but hell if you give me enough ammo to use against you to supply a small army what do you think I'm going to do, just let it go and not make the public realize how much of a moron you are. I am so very pleased that ONCE again, will be the favorite in this match, one because I'm a girl beating a guy. For two I am a girl who can kick ass and look good doing it. And three I have an I.Q larger than my shoe size. Needless to say I think I've pretty much torn you apart Mr. Encina, so go lick your wounds and prepare for your massive beating. Because I am having a premonition that this is ANOTHER large loss for Mr. Encina, the man who wants a title shot without being able to win more than three out of five of his matches... and apparently according to your loss record you have had seven matches. Sooo two and three equals seven? In your world maybe. So what are you blowing the boss or something? Anyway.. I need to prepare for Thanksgiving... I would tell you to do the same but other than the milk man's son and your wife who loves you for something.. I don't know what but something you don't have much to be thankful for since well I'm going to beat your face in.



:: Ah yes that makes this ordeal a little better. I get to beat his face in at the end of the day. Not to mention be the crowd favorite. Ah how I love, being popular. ::



Monica: Oh And remember don't over eat before our match I don't want puke on me please and thank you.



:: I crinkled my nose up a little and just waved my hand in a dismissive manner. ::



Monica: Now away scare crow want-to-be, go and try to see the wizard to get a brain. I however have better things to do than waste anymore time on you.



:: And with that I would life my legs and just push them down, hoping up and smile and before the camera before all faded to black I heard Ryan from the other room. ::



Ryan: Honey where is the whipped cream, I wanna make you into a sundae er... I mean make you a sundae.



:: I just laughed::



Monica: Yeah better things like him!



(To be Continued)



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