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| Bobbie Hearst | Mar 28 2013, 03:50 PM Post #1 |
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1rp each. Deadline April 5th, 5pm EST 4000 word limit Edited by Bobbie Hearst, Mar 28 2013, 04:03 PM.
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| gravedigger | Apr 5 2013, 12:00 AM Post #2 |
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(Lou Manson and Gravedigger are in Gravedigger’s locker room after his Casket Match at CRW Vendetta, celebrating Digger’s win over Buck Dempsey.) Lou: Nicely done, big man. Nicely done. Gravedigger: If that doesn’t convince that old fool to retire, I don’t know what will. And once again it shows that I come out each and every week and do what I say I will do. Beat down my opponents, and speak the truth. I said I would expose Buck as the old man that he is… as a man who is washed up as a top flight performer… that Talon was using him for his name, not his current abilities… and look… I was right. Lou: Of course you were right. Veritas is all about the truth, the truth that Talon and his boys want to bury, yet our group continues to show the world the reality of the situation… (As they are talking, CRW interviewer Kelly Reyes knocks on the open door, then enters.) Kelly: Hey guys. Can I get a minute of your time? Lou: Absolutely, Kelly. Are you here to celebrate Digger’s win with us? Kelly: Uh… sorry, guys. I have work to do. What I was wondering about was if you had heard about Gravedigger’s next match. Gravedigger: What match? Has the Face Off card been posted? Kelly: Yes, but that’s not it. He’s been booked for the next Visionary Wrestling show. Lou: What the hell is Visionary Wrestling? Kelly: A new joint venture in the wrestling world. There is a CRW Showcase match on the card, and it was supposed to be Jun Mazuki vs. Brandon Garcia, but Garcia is out of the match. Gravedigger has been booked to replace him and take on Jun. Lou: Where is this show taking place? Kelly: Rio, on the 5th. Lou: Brazil? Hell yeah, big man. A little vacation is in order for a champion like yourself… Gravedigger: I’ll assume that Talon told those guys I was available? Kelly: I don’t know who got you booked in this match. Gravedigger: It doesn’t really matter to me. Talon and his boys probably think they are punishing me… sending me to Brazil after the Casket Match tonight… but in reality they are punishing Jun by having him face me. Lou: Will we see you there, Kelly? Kelly: No. I have CRW work this week. Lou: That’s a shame, but I guess you’d be a dime a dozen on the beaches of Rio… (Lou smirks at Kelly, who looks mad at his comment.) Kelly: And you’ll be a dime a dozen leering old man who won’t get any… (Kelly smiles at Lou as she leaves.) Lou: That was uncalled for. All I did was tell her the truth. Gravedigger: Worry about that later. Get the jet ready. We leave for Rio in the morning. (Gravedigger and Lou pack up and leave the arena, each going back to their homes.) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (A few days after Vendetta, Gravedigger is sitting on Ipanema Beach, on a beach chair underneath an umbrella. He is not dressed as you would normally see. He is wearing a pair of black swim shorts, and has his shirt off. He’s got a beer at his side, and is watching Lou hit on a group of young girls that are tanning. Lou gets a big grin on his face, then walks over to his friend.) Lou: Big man… you should be over there. These Brazilian girls are amazing. Gravedigger: I’m here to relax today, Lou. No outside distractions. Trying to focus on the match with Jun. Lou: Why are you worrying about that match? You’ve got it in the bag. Come over here and enjoy yourself. You deserve it… Gravedigger: You know me, Lou. I won’t be able to enjoy myself until I get the win on Friday night. Lou: I know. You’re focus is great for your matches, but sometime you fail to see the glory that is all around you. Gravedigger: I may be focused, but I am not blind, Lou. I see what’s around me. It’s why I’ll be back down here on Saturday. Lou: That’s what I like to hear, big man. I guess you’re not dead after all… Gravedigger: Even you don’t know everything that goes on in my head, Lou. The world certainly doesn’t know everything, but even you don’t know it all. Lou: Alright, Digger. Have a few drinks and enjoy the weather. I’m going back in… (Lou walks back over when one of the girls waves at him to come back, and Digger stays in his chair, enjoying a few beers as Lou hits on the girls.) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (It’s the day of One Night In Rio, and Lou and Digger have just arrived at the arena, a few hours before the show is scheduled to start. The two men start to make their way toward their locker room, but are met by Angelique Devereux.) Angelique: Gentlemen, welcome to ViW. Can I get a moment of your time. Gravedigger: Sure. Angelique. Thank you. Can I get your thoughts on your match tonight? Gravedigger: Well, ViW fans can enjoy the fact that they are getting a match that has not yet happened. Jun and I have not crossed paths in Code Red, so this will be our first encounter. And for all Jun’s porn star antics, he is a solid competitor. However, it won’t matter tonight. I am on another level, a level Jun may wish to be on, but isn’t. I will win. It’s a simple as that. Angelique: Lou, what do you think of the matchup? Lou: I know that ViW viewers lucked out when Gravedigger was put in this match in place of Brandon Garcia. Big upgrade. I know that ViW viewers will see the very best Champion in Code Red, the PrimeTime Champion, Gravedigger. And I know that, before Veritas, Gravedigger was dangerous. But this group has given him a new focus… a new purpose… and that makes the big man even more dangerous. Jun should be worried going into tonight. There’s a good chance that he’ll get hurt. Angelique: Any more thoughts before the match? Gravedigger: Since Veritas has unleashed ourselves on the world, I’ve done everything I said I would, so tonight will be no different. (Gravedigger and Lou begin to make their way to their locker room.) Angelique: Thanks for your time. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (The show is about to begin, and Gravedigger is finishing his preparations. Lou is on his phone, doing business, and Digger has something to say before beginning the evening.) Gravedigger: Jun, we don’t personally have issues. Sure, you’ve had problems with Veritas, but not with me. I guess you could say that a problem with Veritas is a problem with me, but I hadn’t really thought of it that way. Personal grudges will have nothing to do with how I conduct myself in the ring this evening. What will dictate my actions is my desire to win. The need I have to not only defeat my opponents, but to make a statement by hurting them. To send a message to Talon and his CReW that Veritas will spread the truth and end the corruption that is rampant within Code Red. (Gravedigger finishes his pre-match preparations, and gets ready to begin his warm-up.) Gravedigger: I honestly don’t know if you are a part of the problem or the solution, Jun. All I see, along with the rest of the world, is your porn star persona. To you truly live in that world, or is it all an act to get the people to love you? That is why I don’t know which side you fall on, Jun. If you truly live that world, then you are telling the truth, and Veritas can respect your approach to life. However, if it is an act to get love from fans, then you are another of Talon’s hypocrites and you need to be dealt with in a swift and severe fashion, just like I’ve dealt with all who have opposed me since Vertias made it’s glorious debut within Code Red. As part of my preparation for this match, I called up an old “friend” of yours… Colt Richards. You remember him, Jun? The two of you are polar opposites, much like the two of us. And you two had a great match back in the fall, a time limit draw. And I got some quality information from Colt about you, Jun. About how you approach a match and how you wrestle. Colt and I may not have much contact anymore, but he was more than happy to talk about the man with the “Penis Moves”… (Gravedigger can hear the pyro that is starting the show, and knows that it is getting close to match time.) Gravedigger: You’ve been around long enough to know that I am a man of fewer words than many of CRW’s stars, Jun. I say what I have to say, and don’t waste time rambling on like a jackass. So I’ll get right to my final statements. Jun, good luck out there. Good luck not getting hurt. You’ve seen what I’ve said as of late, and it has all been the truth. I have delivered on everything I said I would, and tonight will be no different. I will hurt you. I will beat you. And I will get closer to taking Talon down and bringing Code Red into the era of truth… the era of Veritas. Good luck, Jun. You need it. (Gravedigger begins to warm up for the match as Lou continues to conduct business on his phone.) |
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| braveswordmachine | Apr 5 2013, 01:49 PM Post #3 |
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Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, 5th of April, 2013 A broad-shouldered man sits atop The Sugar Loaf peak eating a carne pastel its flaky crust holding in the delicious spiced meat. His dirty blonde hair hangs to his shoulders, covered with a fitted white baseball cap with a red Mushroom Cloud logo on the front, a loose light cotton button up Hawaiian style shirt, and carpenter style khaki shorts, on his feet white Chuck Taylor high-tops. Man: I am _not_ Jun Mazuki. There is a sadness in your hearts you didn’t even know was there until that statement was uttered. You wish that a large penised Japanese man was having hilarious outdoor sex with that group of college aged girls that just walked by, but that isn't happening. Man: Jun Mazuki was scheduled to take on Brandon “Santelmo” Garcia, but that lovely little thing in professional wrestling got in the way -- Card Subject To Change. Now Jun was all set to take on Gravedigger, but then something awful happened... Photos used with permission from Code Red Wrestling, flashes on the screen and then we get some shots of a group of Guy Fawkes mask wearing assailants stomping on Jun Mazuki in a parking lot, a still of a large man hoisting Jun up by the neck over the hood of a car, and Jun laying across the hood of the car the hood caved in, another figure standing on the hood of the car with Jun on his shoulders and a sound clip of glass shattering. One final shot of Jun being loaded up into an ambulance. ...and regretfully Jun Mazuki can’t make it to tonights show. He is recovering reasonably well, it’ll be awhile before he can step between the ropes or film a porno... The real tragedy of the attack. ...but he’s already getting nurses blushing and he called me before my flight left to tell me to tear Digger’s head off. The man finishes his pastel and smiles a toothy smile, the left side of his mouth slightly curved up more than the right, and he chuckles. There’s nothing warm or inviting about the smile, it almost radiates something sinister. So minhas cariocas you get to see a pissed off Mormon instead of a Pornstarro, I hope I can meet your expectations in the ring. For those of you who don’t know me, they call me Mister Fuckin’ Sunshine... Nobody calls him that. Yet. ...The Bad Bomber... That they do call him. ...The AK-47 That too. ...the Headdroppin’ Uncle... Some people call him that with a slur because they are still partially paralyzed thanks to him. ...Andrew “Carnage” Kincaid. He opens his arms wide in a “ta-da” gesture then drops them back to his lap, he looks out over the city of Rio and breathes in the ocean air. And Digger, I’m going to fuck you up. There’s no bravado in the statement, no self-assured swagger, just a plain, simple fact, like he was saying, “The sky is blue,” or “Water is wet.” Since you don’t know me from Adam, let me fill you in on a little background, now I’m not going to bore you with all the championships I’ve won, or all the awesome bad ass stuff I’ve done, of which there is a lot, but I am going to fill you in on how I got my start. I started doing this thing we call Pro-Wrestling when Deathmatches and taking things to The Extreme where the hottest thing, the quickest way to get noticed was to go out there and bleed, and make others bleed. So that’s what I did, I got myself involved in a little renegade group that would invade feds and tear people apart, and my job? My job was to find the biggest, baddest dude on the roster and make him my proverbial bitch. Now from what I can tell, you are the biggest, baddest dude in Veritas, and fate was smiling upon me when you took it upon yourselves to ambush Jun Mazuki and try and end his career. Let’s me come full circle as it where. I’ve got accomplishments, I’ve done things, but I start over again, going toe to toe with the biggest, baddest dude around, and just like back then. I’m going to take you down, and break you. I’m going to grind your bones, I’m going to lift that giant carcass of yours up and throw you over my shoulder like a Continental Soldier, and then I’m going to lift you up and do it again. You put a good deal of faith that Jun would make it to Rio, I caught your promo on my Nakamura Dragon Smartphone. You wondered if he was “true” or if it was all just an act. With me, Digger? I’m as true as they come. Some guys talk about mind-games, I never dealt with that too much, I’m like Jason Vorhees, I come straight at you and tear your head off with a machete. The machete being code for my right arm, and it’s hellish Lariat throwing abilities. Sad to say you’ve prepared for the wrong man, Digger. You thought you’d get penis hijinx and had some awesome strategy from Colt Richards. Now you are dealing with a One Man Wrecking Ball, and that Wrecking Ball is pissed off. You didn’t have an issue with Jun Mazuki, until Veritas took him out, now that means that _I_ do have an issue with you. And in front of thousands of Brazilian fans, I’m going to systematically tear you apart. Every minute Jun has spent in the hospital, I’m going to extract equal parts of you gritting your teeth holding in the screams of pain, equal parts of you shaking out your arms because they are going numb from the endless fuckin’ buffet of suplexes I’m unleashing upon you, equal parts of your joints popping and creaking and nearing closer and closer to their breaking point. I like you Digger, I like your style, talk is cheap, send a message in the ring. You and I, we coulda been friends, we coulda been brothers, but you went and fucked it all up when you lifted my huge penised student up and over your head and slammed him down onto the hood of a car in a parking lot in Minnesota. You spoke about not just beating your opponent, but hurting them. His creepy half-smile is back. Two peas in a pod, Digger. Two peas in a pod. Difference is, I'm not a hypocrite, you talk about sending a message in the ring, and then you jump Jun in a parking lot with your cohorts as back-up, you beat him with chains, you slammed him head first through car windows, oh you sent a message, loud and clear. Gravedigger is a coward, Gravedigger sells his precious integrity to protect his stablemates tag team titles they didn't even properly win, and Gravedigger is alone. Terrifyingly alone here in Rio. Here in Brasil He inflects it differently with the tone of someone fluent in Portuguese. A place I spent two years of my life bringing people to Jesus as a shirt-and-tie, and a place I will let you see the face of a vengeful God, Gravedigger. And His Nightmare Causing Right Arm. When the fans are chanting Car-nage vai mata-lo! Car-nage vai mata-lo! that means that Carnage Gonna Kill You, and they'll be right. You'll beg for the sweet release of death, but I won't kill you, nah, because there's so much the human body can survive without dying, and I plan on taking you through each and every single one of them. You wished Jun luck, you won’t need luck, luck abandoned you the second my plane landed safely in Rio. Pray to God, The Devil, or the Flying Spagetthi Monster, and beg them to have mercy on your soul. Because, for Jun, I certainly won’t. The man curiously breaks into song, a Dave Matthews tune to be exact. Graaaaaaaaaaavedigger, when you dig my grave. Can you make it shallow? So that I, can feel the rain. Fade |
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