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| Thursday Night Zoo; Thunder Vs Kostoff in the cage | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 27 2007, 12:25 PM (29 Views) | |
| Luther Thunder | Nov 27 2007, 12:25 PM Post #1 |
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Luther Thunder had many names to go by; the general manager’s problem solver, personal bodyguard and of course executive assistant. Nonetheless he was also known as one of the most physical, most determined and most hungry rising stars of the Mayhem roster. He sat in his dressing room, this time he was not even dressed to compete or to train, not even close. Luther had actually dressed up for the occasion, he was now after all representing not only himself as a singles competitor but the honorable general manager, the man of the hour, the man with the power, and his personal friend: Antonio Mercer. Thunder seemed really different, he was agitated pacing back and forth, rubbing his neck and panting heavily, it looked like that the newcomer was going to have panic attack any minute or just pass out when he tried talking some sense in to the camera: “This must be some practical joke or something, right? Mercer is pulling a quick one on me isn’t he? or didn’t anyone tell him that I’m done with Kostoff, oh hell I’m so afraid I actually sold all my training equipment, even that punching bag Kostoff just loves so much, and now I’m switching to bartending since there is no way in hell I’m stepping in the ring with that beast of a man NEVER EVER AGAIN as long as I live, just book me against the whole stable of God’s Among men and ship me off to Revolution, I’m done…PLEASE!” Luther busts out to a hysterical laughter and almost bends over from the devastating power of his laugh before he gets up and walks right to the camera: “Seriously Kostoff, now that you have seen how stupid bullshitting looks, you might as well quit the little head games you are trying to play with me. What the hell are you trying to pull on me man? Just because you are shaking and dripping blood from your nose in a bathroom and got one of your trademark hissy-fit tantrums since you didn’t get any welcome candy, that nonsense won’t scare me one bit. If you are that afraid of the bill you can just stop worrying, I’ll talk to Mercer and tell him to deduct the bill of that dumb stunt you pulled out of your miserable and undeserved salary so wipe your nose and sit down man." Thunder sure seems be amused of what he saw earlier on. He chuckles a bit and then uses his endless supply of self control to get a straight face back: “Talking down to the people in charge is not getting you anywhere is it Kostoff? Is not right, that you are just one of those bitter guys who never made it for real, who never got to taste power, hell the only thing you have a taste for is blood, and even that is your own. The way you talk about the punching bag I bet you’d want one of your own too to smack around, that way you’d actually save the federation and yourself some money and you would not have to trash hotel rooms every single time things won’t go your way, what was it for this time? Room service didn’t deliver raw meat or whatever the hell you wanted. Your calling me weak since you got a win over me, how the hell is that a win busting me open, so you made me bleed and I’m supposed to bow down before you and beg for my life? It does not go that way Kostoff, maybe I did underestimate you few weeks ago, or maybe you just got lucky. After all I was the one who came right out of a hellacious match at the PPV, when you on the other hand where fresh off…what was it you did at the PPV exactly anyway? Oh yeah that’s right YOU DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, since falling to your ass outside the ring while getting thrown over the ropes by someone else hardly is doing is it Kostoff? So don’t you talk to me about weak, you couldn’t keep your ground against those Revolution Riff Raff representatives, that’s something I would call weak if anything. Luther smirks at the camera and pulls back his hair when he eyes at the camera: “Yeah you got lucky and hit me in the head few times, big deal I’ve survived worse, a lot worse than you can ever dish out at me. It is obvious that you don’t understand the power that backs me up do you? It’s not just anyone backstage, you have your connections to the catering people, I have my connection straight to the top, yeah Antonio Mercer, General Manager of Mayhem, last I checked, you…work…for…him So if you know what’s good for you, you won’t do anything to piss him off, or you will find yourself from somewhere much worse than a cage.” For a moment you could actually see that Luther is starting to lose his temper, he is getting in to a foul mood when he continues with a tense tone in his voice: ”Speaking of the cage, what the hell kind of a barbaric way to settle things is that, locking me in a cage with a no class animal like Kostoff, he does belong inside a cage, but that cage of his should be in a zoo filled with the other bears and not anywhere near a star of my caliber. I’m only doing this as a personal favor to the man in charge since he thinks that you need a lesson in manners Kostoff, and I’m just the man to beat some sense in your thick head. Your calling me a golden boy, will in a way your right Kostoff, you see; my future is golden, there will most definitely be a lot of those golden titles in my future, this rocket of career that I am riding now is something a animal like you will never get, you belong down to the dark matches, that should actually be dark since the light, as a matter of fact any light, won’t do you or your looks any good. The audience don’t care to see such slobs like you, only reason you actually get a match with a crowd is because your matching up against me. I am the star people love to see, they pay more than your ever worth for the tickets so they can just see a glimpse of the greatness known as Luther Thunder.” Luther cracks his knuckles as he lets those big words sink in to Kostoff thick head, he would wait for longer but true star’s time is valuable so he continues on: ”Your actually telling ME to use my head before I get in to that cage, oh no Kostoff it is YOU who should use your head before you get in to that cage with Me. He’ll I know what happened two weeks ago, I was there, that still don’t make a difference. I said some words, you said some more words, you got lucky and you won, end of story. However this week I will tell you something different. There is not a match you could be against me to make me back down, I will get a win over you Kostoff, be it fair or foul but I will get one, I don’t care how many matches we have to do, what type of matches those will be, or how many hotel rooms it will make you demolish, the bottom line reads: I will get a win over you, sooner or later you just watch your back buddy since I have the patience to wait, and it might happen this week, next week, next year or whenever but I will make you pay for the insolence you have shown to Mr. Mercer, I will make you pay for the insolence you have shown against Mr. Sparks and have no doubt I will make you pay for the insolence you have shown to…Me.” Luther takes a breather and just stares at the camera, his eyes are flaming with anger and the already tense tone of voice turns more close to growling: “This week it’s going to be worse? I’m stepping in to your war zone, once that bell rings and the door closes I belong to you? Sure think that all you want Kostoff, you do belong in a cage, such a vile despicable animal like you would not belong in to anywhere else, but do not for one second think that what you will do in that cage will save you from what might wait you when you come out of that cage. Do your worst Kostoff, do what you dare, but do not forget that I shall have my vengeance one way or the other. I will get in to that cage this week to fight you, screw the rules I’m there to win, and if I find a way to hurt you in the process I will use it without hesitation. All has been said and done and you will still be standing, don’t bet on that since those legs of yours just might be the ones to help you fall.” Thunder has some serious issues with controlling his temper, he actually is about to erupt in total rage any minute but manages barely to calm himself down when he delivers the closing arguments: ”Like you said Kostoff, what I say or do makes no difference to a moron like you, I have warned you fairly not to mess with me, but likewise I don’t give two shits about your threats your war zones, your love for punching bags or anything that concerns you. When the week is done, you will be forgotten to the past where you belong, to be dug up only when needed for some younger, hungrier lions to fight for their success. How appropriate that a beast like you sees people as pieces of flesh, you do have an endless hunger for meat don’t you, and everyone who has seen you in any single of those all you can eat buffets can agree that you do destroy the meat. Only reason I’m dealing with you is that I am a professional, unlike you I do take my career seriously, and also like you, I have a future as well as a legacy to think about. So spare me all of that zoo mentality, and just get back in that cage of yours you big ape and wait for the glory to come to you, oh and by the way that ending you did, I know your desperate for dates and are just crazy for having me all to yourself, but you see Thunder, don’t swing that way, and you are not in for a blind date” Now it was Luther’s turn to laugh like there was no tommorow as the scene faded back to darkness… ... |
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| Luther Thunder | Nov 28 2007, 04:46 PM Post #2 |
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[Following is a series off camera events, which focus on Luther Thunder prior to his match up for this week…] Luther thunder sat in the lavish office of none other than Antonio Mercer, the dictator of the “Mayhem Country” If someone had a problem with how he ran things; they had to take it up with his personal problem solver, Mr. Thunder. There the two sat across each other and toasted drinks; “To Mayhem’s Future Mr. Thunder” Mercer smirked when Luther just smirked back at him: “To Kostoff’s loss Mr Mercer.”Both laughed and downed their drinks. “At the risk of sounding biased, I have to hand it to you Luther, that promo you pulled on Kostoff this week was great, you will finally settle the score with him after that chair incident, and after you are done with him. There is only the small matter of one DPA to deal with, if he wants to face any member of Mayhem roster, might as well give him to you as a present, not like I need to gift wrap him, there is a chance for you to hand out some personal justice on him since he will have a surprise waiting when he goes to face you soon enough, Who gets things done Luther? Who’s the man with the power who is the god amongst all this malice and mayhem?” Mercer was boasting on self hype but he didn’t have to do that on his own for long when Luther filled up his glass with another drink: “You are man, hell Mr. Mercer you are not just any man, you are THE MAN!” Luther filled both Mercers and his own glass with drinks and smiled leaning on back in the chair; “Got to hand it to you man, working for you has been one of the wisest choices for my career that I have made in a long time. It is fun, pays well and got to love the perks, all I could ask for more is one of those cute secretaries or “personal assistants” if you like to call them that. Catch my drift boss?” Luther Winked and laughed when Mercer got a secretive smirk across his face. “Hold your horses’ big man; remember that PR person I talked to you about last week? Well it just so happens that she might be around very shortly, and when she hits the scene, you will have her available to your needs 24/7, that is unless I need her to run some errands for me. So you just get in to that cage with that balding bear wannabe and show him much of a animal you really can be, beat him senseless, up and down that whole damn cage Make him bleed, make him scream, make him beg. Do whatever you feel like doing since once that door closes and the bell rings it is all nice and legal. So do what you want to Luther, show the world something that I saw since we met the first time in that hallway, and show them just how much you enjoy causing pain to those who dare to cross me. Make Kostoff an example for others who think they can taunt the General Manager of Mayhem and get away with it!” Luther’s eyes showed some sparks, he had no problem with the proposition in fact he voiced it very openly and clearly: “What happens in that cage this week will be a start to something bigger, Things will change on Mayhem, and I’m one of the first that will show people just a mere slice of what will be soon every day routine when it comes to Mayhem, The Prophecy says that there is great things on the rise, skies will erupt, heavens will rain, thunder shall roar, mountains will break. There will be something so big, such a force that not a man or god alive would dare to touch it, Mayhem will change, and we shall rise above what we used to be. It shall be my honor to be the first to showcase all the viewers and everyone in the EWF, just what they can expect from the future. Kostoff will be the first of many that shall feel just what is it like to be against something so great that they have no chance of winning it since they can barely even live through it.” Mercer nodded in a sign of agreeing: “If you ever get tired of in ring competing and busting heads, I’ll just hire to be the guy who writes our PPV commercials and promo material, you obviously have yet another talent nobody saw coming. Go forth Luther, Get in to that match. Do whatever needs to be done, I want you to send a message not only to Kostoff, not only to Mayhem, not even the EWF, I want you to make it as a messaged to the whole world! Show them just what EWF is about, show them just tough Mayhem actually is, and show them all what happens when they try to mess with me.” The two filled up their glasses once again stood up and raised the glasses high, Mercer toasted first: “To you Luther Thunder, solver of my problems, my anger and vengeance personified, the hungriest young lion around this zoo that they turned the Mayhem to, You are the one who will help me usher Mayhem to a new and better era, The Mercer Era!” Luther didn’t stand there to wait for Mercer to finish his toast, he continued where Antonio left off: ”The era of greatness that will shadow even the glorious civilizations of the Greeks, the empire of Rome and whatever else petty event that history has considered great. The World had Alexander The Great who conquered all that was to conquer, they had Jesus to be their savior from sin, they had god who supposedly created them all…Well all I got to say about that is that you Mr. Mercer are bigger than those three together, you are a conqueror, you are a savior, and you are a god!” The glasses hit together as both said simultaneously: “To our future!” Both drinks were chugged down at once and empty glasses slammed to the table as a sign of something final. ... |
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