Gus Richlen Was Wrong
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Mar 7, 2012 1:20:57 GMT -5
*Clefairy, Ralts, and Eevee have just finished eating and are sitting on the couch watching cartoons when the cabin door opens and Richlen walks in. He shuts the door and walks off. Several minutes later, he walks back in, carrying a bathroom scale and wearing only his boxers. He steps on the scale:* 181 pounds still? I could've sworn all of that activity would've changed it somewhat.*He catches a look at his reflection: he's gotten a bit more muscular, and it looks like he's able to lift heavier weights than before. Otherwise, the scale says he's not changed.* Heh.*He takes the scale, gets dressed, and returns just in time to hear a knock at the door. Instantly suspicious, he cautiously opens the door.... To see a Dragonite hovering in front of the door, a mailsack around his shoulder. He hands a letter to Richlen before flying off. Confused, Richlen shuts the door, sits with the Pokemon, and reads the letter:* My dear Mr. Richlen:
I have observed your kindness towards the Pokemon in your care, and I have seen your current personal plight.
I am desirous that you would meet with me at the peak of the mountain as soon as possible.
I have sent someone to watch over the Pokemon in your abscence. I wonder if whoever sent this can hold out til morning-*Another sentence suddenly appears:* I suggest you get some sleep. The journey to the peak is treacherous. *Several minutes later, the Pokemon are cuddled up next to Richlen, dozing off....*
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Post by Mr. Socko's Brother on Mar 7, 2012 9:11:37 GMT -5
Zoom in on my face, cameraman.
*We are treated to a closeup of Ryan Blood's face, which has several bandages stained dark red plastered to it, and a visibly split lower lip*
My head's still ringing from that assault...I've got the queen mother of all migraines...and like a certain James E. Cornette once said I was grateful for the natural anesthetic of losing consciousness for a while there.
Punisher, you jumped me from behind, you beat the shit out of me...and you know what, I could sit here and claim that I'm better than you because I would never do something like that...but if I said that...
...I'D BE LYING!!!
*Ryan lowers his eyes for a moment, seething, and slowly looks back up, a murderous glare fixed on the camera*
I was not kidding, Punisher, when I said that I would love to kill you, to put you out of the world's misery. And I will do anything--ANY-GODDAMN-THING!--to end your career! Jump you from behind? Yeah, I'd do that in a SECOND!
Fred G. Neric probably doesn't like me too much right now. Fred G. Neric barely avoided having me take out all of the anger, all of the hatred, all of the venom that I feel for you...I almost took it all out on him, Castle. An innocent interviewer.
I felt something inside of me fighting its way to the surface then, something I'd buried. The OLD Ryan Blood. The Ryan Blood who was part of the Pantheon. The Ryan Blood who viciously assaulted a fan for just wearing the wrong t-shirt. The Ryan Blood who put Jessica Morton in the hospital and laughed about it afterwards.
Is that Ryan Blood evil? Everybody who remembers that Ryan Blood will tell you "Yes he is."
Before I would have sought help. Before I would have been horrified by what was happening to me and tried to stop it. But now?
I welcome it.
Because when I let my dark side out of its prison, I won't have any pity for you when you scream in pain, Frank. I won't be horrified at the sight of your lacerated flesh, Frank. I won't be sickened about breaking your bones and seeing them protrude from open wounds, Frank.
I will gladly become a monster again if a monster is the only thing that can destroy you, because destroying you is the only thing that matters!
I'll see you at the pay-per-view, Frank, and until then I'll see you in your nightmares...
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The Punisher
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Post by The Punisher on Mar 7, 2012 14:15:21 GMT -5
Zoom in on my face, cameraman.*We are treated to a closeup of Ryan Blood's face, which has several bandages stained dark red plastered to it, and a visibly split lower lip* My head's still ringing from that assault...I've got the queen mother of all migraines...and like a certain James E. Cornette once said I was grateful for the natural anesthetic of losing consciousness for a while there.
Punisher, you jumped me from behind, you beat the s*** out of me...and you know what, I could sit here and claim that I'm better than you because I would never do something like that...but if I said that...
...I'D BE LYING!!!*Ryan lowers his eyes for a moment, seething, and slowly looks back up, a murderous glare fixed on the camera* I was not kidding, Punisher, when I said that I would love to kill you, to put you out of the world's misery. And I will do anything--ANY-GODDAMN-THING!--to end your career! Jump you from behind? Yeah, I'd do that in a SECOND!
Fred G. Neric probably doesn't like me too much right now. Fred G. Neric barely avoided having me take out all of the anger, all of the hatred, all of the venom that I feel for you...I almost took it all out on him, Castle. An innocent interviewer.
I felt something inside of me fighting its way to the surface then, something I'd buried. The OLD Ryan Blood. The Ryan Blood who was part of the Pantheon. The Ryan Blood who viciously assaulted a fan for just wearing the wrong t-shirt. The Ryan Blood who put Jessica Morton in the hospital and laughed about it afterwards.
Is that Ryan Blood evil? Everybody who remembers that Ryan Blood will tell you "Yes he is."
Before I would have sought help. Before I would have been horrified by what was happening to me and tried to stop it. But now?
I welcome it.
Because when I let my dark side out of its prison, I won't have any pity for you when you scream in pain, Frank. I won't be horrified at the sight of your lacerated flesh, Frank. I won't be sickened about breaking your bones and seeing them protrude from open wounds, Frank.
I will gladly become a monster again if a monster is the only thing that can destroy you, because destroying you is the only thing that matters!
I'll see you at the pay-per-view, Frank, and until then I'll see you in your nightmares... *Static fades in over the end of Blood's promo, replaced by Frank Castle, cleaning a WWII Colt .45 on a desk in front of him.* Bravo kid, you got angry. Maybe now you'll see exactly what drives me. You're consumed by hatred? Blinded by rage? Completely and utterly obsessed by the need for vengeance?
Good.
I've lived that life for so long now I can't remember what it was like before I became the monster that I am now. And yes Blood, I am a monster. Not a guy who put a woman in the hospital, not a guy who upset a few kids on a TV show, but a man who has maimed, tortured and brutalised people in every part of this Godforsaken world.
Thing is, I've never enjoyed it, never revelled in it, never thought what I was doing was right. I just have a habit of putting right what ordinary people can, or won't do.
The thing is Blood, a few weeks ago, I would have said that you were doing this because you wanted to prove me wrong, and I would have said that the need for people to experience hope was the reason I needed to defeat you. Now though, I see you for what you really are.
You're just like me. You're a man who will do whatever it takes to get things done. Problem is Blood, you've been hurting people for a long time. I've been hurting people, and myself, for a lot longer. If you continue on the path you're on, you're going to arrive somewhere you don't want to be. I'll be waiting for you there.
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Post by General Adam on Mar 8, 2012 9:18:57 GMT -5
*The General slowly opens his eyes as he lays in a hospital bed.*
Uh...what happened?
Quack: Ah you are awake Mr. Roosevelt.
Roosevelt? I'm not a Roosevelt. I'm the General of the Monkey Army.
Quack: It looks like have got your full memory back General.
What do you mean?
Quack: For awhile you thought you were Teddy Roosevelt.
Oh. How did that get over with the fans?
Quack: Not very well.
Oh......well then...why did I think I was Teddy Roosevelt?
*Quack shrugs.*
Wait a minute. You're a doctor right?
*Quack nods.*
You spent at least eight years in college do get a degree and you don't know why I started to believe that I was Teddy Roosevelt?
Quack: Well General, I didn't go to college.
What?
Quack: I got my degree of the Internet.
*The General starts to laugh. He then slowly gets out of his bed and walks over to Quack.*
Hahaha. You mean to tell me that you got a degree of the Internet and they allow you to be a doctor? Hahahahahaha!
*Both the General and Quack are laughing, but then the General suddenly hits Quack with the Monkey's Paw. After that he finds his clothes and puts them on. He starts to search his pockets for something. He walks back over to Quack.*
Where are my cigars?
*Quack slowly points to a table on the other end of the room.*
Thank you.
*He hits Quack with another Monkey's Paw. The General walks over and picks up his case of cigar's. He take one out and lights it. After a few puffs the General walks out of his room and then out of the hospital, ignoring all the medical staff.*
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Post by Square on Mar 8, 2012 13:47:39 GMT -5
Congrats Whitey. Congratulations on winning the TV title, I hope that you enjoy the short run that you have with it. Because come The Animated PPV I will make it so you have to vacate the title due to injury.
And if your woman didn't attack me I wouldn't have responded in kind. It's not a case of me being a "WOMAN BEATER" it's case of adrenalin and anger.
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Mar 8, 2012 15:13:00 GMT -5
*Static cuts to a camera shifting about, then being setup before going back to static. When the camera feeds cuts back in Connor Mackenzie moves in front of it, sitting down on steel chair in the middle of the ring, the arena completely empty.*
CM: So much has happened in the WWCF since I came here. Not just my own doing. The doing of many. Though I will gladly accept my share of the responsibility. You see, I came here almost eight months ago now and in that time we've seen this company go from the hands of Seth Drakin to Colt to...
*Connor holds up a picture of BRB on his Segway*
CM: This man. It's him, it's him, it's BRB. A man we all thought had more crossed wires in his brain then Johnny 5 from Short Circuit decided to pull the wool over all of our eyes and is now the majority shareholder of this company. A man who has abused his power. A man who has had employees in his own company attacked and nearly killed. A man who has allowed former employees and others go unchecked to time after time either put people on the shelf or worse, in the hospital. And all in the name of the bottom line.
*Connor lowers the picture, shaking his head before looking back at the camera*
CM: This coming Monday, I face Whitey Fats in a match for the TV title. A title formerly held by a good friend of mine Jason Allen, held by Doctor Demento and up until Whitey, held by El Hombre Del Jazz. Hombre made it a point to vacate the title to challenge for the FAW title which is his choice and right after having as many defences as he did. But Whitey, you and I are after something greater then that. You and I want to defend that title to get the big shot. The shot at the WWCF title. The shot that nobody thinks can be done. Whitey, I'm not going to sugar coat things. You know that I never have. But I want this oppurtunity, no...I need this oppurtunity. I want this chance. The chance to show everyone in this company that I can be the best, to take on all comers and earn the right to challenge for the WWCF title. And along the way, show our esteemed majority shareholder that I won't be pushed around. I won't be taken to the hospital or toyed with like some kind of puppet.
*Connor stands up, moving to the ropes as he looks out at the empty seats.*
CM: BRB is the man responsible for bringing Square back. Is responsible for bringing the man back that has laid his hands on Cynnamon. And while you have your feud with him to avenge her, I intend to take care of the man who brought all this chaos into being in the WWCF. I can't claim to be the best man for the WWCF, nor can I claim to be a saviour. All I can claim to be, is a man who wants what's best for this company, and wants to prove that when someone puts their heart into it that they can be the best, they can be someone who won't back down from a fight, whether it be from an opponent in the ring...or an opponent who pulls strings from a boardroom.
*Connor moves through the ropes, walking along the apron, then down the steel steps. The sound reverberating through the arena with each step he takes to the floor.*
CM: Whitey, I'm not asking to lay down for me, or give up your title. What I'm asking is that you give me the best fight of your life. Because the WWCF is my home. It's my life and when Monday comes I intend to continue to show everyone that I am the best the WWCF has to offer. I will be the one who makes the impossible a thing of the past and I'm going to make sure that Boiler Room Brawler becomes a footnote in my story. And I intend to have this chapter start with me winning the tv title.
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Post by smokinvokoun on Mar 8, 2012 15:44:07 GMT -5
WE ARE ABOUT 10 DAYS AWAY FROM THE "ANIMATED PPV"!!!! First of all....what the hell is that all about? I mean, did the WWCF turn into the CBS Saturday Morning Lineup? Am I going to expect to see Garfield, and The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...or Inspector Gadget in ten days? Is that what I'm going to expect. Is that the "WWCF Galaxy" is going to get? HELL NO!!!!!!! Because that night, will not be a Saturday Morning Cartoon special. It will not be a Nick Toon....AND IT DAMN SURE WON'T BE AN ANIME!!!!! But then again, Animes are pretty violent...right? WELL THERE IS NO MORE VIOLENT PERSON IN THE WWCF THEN SMOKIN GOD DAMN VOKOUN!!!!!!
And that night, will be the night that FINALLY....Smokin Vokoun will get his due. You see, that night boys and girls, I'm going up against Aaraon Enigma and Evil M...in a triple threat match for the Interforum Championship. The "vacant" Interforum Championship. MY INTERFORUM CHAMPIONSHIP!!!! That belt should belong to me. But I have to jump through more hoops and prove myself...ONE MORE TIME!!!!! Theres nothing on Gods green earth, that is gonna stop me from taking that belt.
I've been dreaming about that belt for such a long time now. Ever since Christmassacre. Since that day, WHEN AARON ENIGMA SCREWED OUT OF THE TITLE.....I've been thinking about how I'm going to rip Aaron Enigma apart. Piece by bloody piece. And then Evil M, waltz into the picture, liked he owned the damn place. Now M, you're in my dreams as well. And I've thinking about how I'm going to rip you apart....piece BY BLOODY PIECE!!!!!
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Mar 8, 2012 18:25:08 GMT -5
*The General slowly opens his eyes as he lays in a hospital bed.* Uh...what happened?Quack: Ah you are awake Mr. Roosevelt. Roosevelt? I'm not a Roosevelt. I'm the General of the Monkey Army.Quack: It looks like have got your full memory back General. What do you mean?Quack: For awhile you thought you were Teddy Roosevelt. Oh. How did that get over with the fans?Quack: Not very well. Oh......well then...why did I think I was Teddy Roosevelt?*Quack shrugs.* Wait a minute. You're a doctor right?*Quack nods.* You spent at least eight years in college do get a degree and you don't know why I started to believe that I was Teddy Roosevelt?Quack: Well General, I didn't go to college. What?Quack: I got my degree of the Internet. *The General starts to laugh. He then slowly gets out of his bed and walks over to Quack.* Hahaha. You mean to tell me that you got a degree of the Internet and they allow you to be a doctor? Hahahahahaha!*Both the General and Quack are laughing, but then the General suddenly hits Quack with the Monkey's Paw. After that he finds his clothes and puts them on. He starts to search his pockets for something. He walks back over to Quack.* Where are my cigars?*Quack slowly points to a table on the other end of the room.* Thank you.*He hits Quack with another Monkey's Paw. The General walks over and picks up his case of cigar's. He take one out and lights it. After a few puffs the General walks out of his room and then out of the hospital, ignoring all the medical staff.* *From the Board Room, BRB puffs on a cigar while overlooking paperwork. He stands before the WWCF Board of Directors...* Gentlemen, I am happy to inform you all that I have successfully demoted both Doctor Demento and, ahem, Teddy Roosevelt from their once esteemed and well-paid positions as my personal, ahem, assistants.Furthermore, I have been looking to the international market-*An intern whispers something into BRB's ear.* What? He's better already? I've made speedy recoveries too, but...*The intern whispers more into BRB's ear...* He's reverted? Hm...
Gentlemen of the board, it has been brought to my attention that the General of the Monkey Army has made a full recovery from his "Teddy Roosevelt" persona. From this point forward, since he's not likely to remember any of the prior events, he shall be booked like any other member of the roster.
Doctor Demento though, well, he better hope he beats Brian Alexander. Until then, he can face... Aaron Enigma on Niteraw. There's a guy who could use a tune up.
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Post by Head Detective Aaron Enigma on Mar 8, 2012 18:51:33 GMT -5
WE ARE ABOUT 10 DAYS AWAY FROM THE "ANIMATED PPV"!!!! First of all....what the hell is that all about? I mean, did the WWCF turn into the CBS Saturday Morning Lineup? Am I going to expect to see Garfield, and The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles...or Inspector Gadget in ten days? Is that what I'm going to expect. Is that the "WWCF Galaxy" is going to get? HELL NO!!!!!!! Because that night, will not be a Saturday Morning Cartoon special. It will not be a Nick Toon....AND IT DAMN SURE WON'T BE AN ANIME!!!!! But then again, Animes are pretty violent...right? WELL THERE IS NO MORE VIOLENT PERSON IN THE WWCF THEN SMOKIN GOD DAMN VOKOUN!!!!!!
And that night, will be the night that FINALLY....Smokin Vokoun will get his due. You see, that night boys and girls, I'm going up against Aaraon Enigma and Evil M...in a triple threat match for the Interforum Championship. The "vacant" Interforum Championship. MY INTERFORUM CHAMPIONSHIP!!!! That belt should belong to me. But I have to jump through more hoops and prove myself...ONE MORE TIME!!!!! Theres nothing on Gods green earth, that is gonna stop me from taking that belt.
I've been dreaming about that belt for such a long time now. Ever since Christmassacre. Since that day, WHEN AARON ENIGMA SCREWED OUT OF THE TITLE.....I've been thinking about how I'm going to rip Aaron Enigma apart. Piece by bloody piece. And then Evil M, waltz into the picture, liked he owned the damn place. Now M, you're in my dreams as well. And I've thinking about how I'm going to rip you apart....piece BY BLOODY PIECE!!!!! Smokey, I don't know how many times you are going to claim the same thing. Now I know sometimes I can be a broken record. "It's not rocket science, it's elementary." I know I know, I say that too much. However, here's the bottom line. At the Animated PPV, I'm going to take back the title that I never lost. You still refuse to open your eyes and see the bigger picture here. I'm fighting for more than just a title. I'm one of the only people in this company that does this for the fans.
I know you and Evil M couldn't care less about the fans. You guys are just fighting for yourselves and your self-righteous campaign to be the "best". Unfortunately, without the fans cheering for you, you'll never be recognized as the best by WWCF standards. Sure you can be the best in your own eyes, but at the end of the day, people will remember me as the best, and you two will fall to the wayside.
As far as the three of us are concerned, I have the most to fight for. Every time I step into the ring I bring an army with me. You can say how I rely on the fans and that's bad, but you would be crazy to think that. I mean you both are already crazy, but it's a good thing. Those cheers, hearing my name screamed and getting told to get up, to push myself to my absolute limits, that's the motivation I have. The motivation to come through and win for everyone in the WWCF. At the Animated PPV, the Head Detective WILL walk out the Inter-Forum champion, and all will be right in the world.
Also I have a small message to this mystery attacker. I'm hot on your trail. I will expose you and when I do, you not only have to answer to me, but Punisher as well. By the way Punisher, I've got some suspicions to the identity of our target, I'll let you know as more things develop.
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Post by Jeremy Dupoe on Mar 9, 2012 2:49:00 GMT -5
*Dupoe is handed the new Animated PPV card a smirk crossing his face*
Fourchon, I told you why I was doing what I was doing in the tag match thinking that you wouldn't be a fool. Clearly I was mistaking you with an intelligent man. Clearly you have a death wish. A death wish I'm more than happy to oblige You see I will disembowel you come the PPV and as you lay in the ring bleeding, begging to the heavens above for the pain to stop I will introduce you to the sacrificial dagger, a wonderfully evil move I invented that will assure the pin. 1...2...3 and you will be left a gelatinous mess in the ring.
*Dupoe shoots the camera a sinister grin before fading out*
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Fiddleford H. McGucket
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Post by Fiddleford H. McGucket on Mar 9, 2012 11:26:47 GMT -5
*B.A Brian Alexander stands tall...his training nearing completion.....2 Saiyins watch on and comment.*
(BTW Read this in the "Abridged" voices......It's how I heard it as I typed it)
Nappa: Hey Vegeta.....
Vegeta: ...Yes Nappa?
Nappa: What does the--
Vegeta: I swear to me Nappa......If you ask me that damn question i'm going to snap your neck. I've killed you once already and Dammit I'll do it again if I have to!
Nappa: Hehehe....dying tickles.....But Vuh-geeeeet-uhhhhh! The fans...they expect me to say it!
Vegeta (Knowing it's a lost cause): .....fine.
Nappa: YAY! So Vegeta.....What does the Scouter say about his power level
Vegeta: It's! It's!
........wow.....it's actually 8999.996......just under 9000.... That was...... mildly underwhelming. Still not bad for a puny human, less dissappointing than Yamcha really. ____________________________________________________
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Post by Connor Mackenzie on Mar 9, 2012 11:55:46 GMT -5
*B.A Brian Alexander stands tall...his training nearing completion.....2 Saiyins watch on and comment.* (BTW Read this in the "Abridged" voices......It's how I heard it as I typed it) Nappa: Hey Vegeta..... Vegeta: ...Yes Nappa? Nappa: What does the-- Vegeta: I swear to me Nappa......If you ask me that damn question i'm going to snap your neck. I've killed you once already and Dammit I'll do it again if I have to! Nappa: Hehehe....dying tickles.....But Vuh-geeeeet-uhhhhh! The fans...they expect me to say it! Vegeta (Knowing it's a lost cause): .....fine. Nappa: YAY! So Vegeta.....What does the Scouter say about his power level Vegeta: It's! It's! ........wow.....it's actually 8999.996......just under 9000.... That was...... mildly underwhelming. Still not bad for a puny human, less dissappointing than Yamcha really. ____________________________________________________ OOC: I loved the Christmas special they did.
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Gus Richlen Was Wrong
Patti Mayonnaise
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Post by Gus Richlen Was Wrong on Mar 9, 2012 14:42:58 GMT -5
*It is almost pitch black near the top of the mountain, faint moonlight being the only thing that helps Richlen see where he's going as he climbs towards the peak.
Then he sees an orange glow and he climbs toward it, the high winds blasting his face with the blowing snow.
The glow comes from a small fire, and as he approaches it, he sees nothing else.
But then a wind, much stronger than any of the others, sweeps through, nearly knocking him off his feet and momentarily blinding him in a cloud of snow. Soon, it subsides, and he is able to look up.
Standing on the other side of the fire is none other than Mewtwo himself, his cape flying haphazardly in the wind. The physically imposing Pokemon is sinisterly emotionless.*
So. You have arrived at last.
It was a long climb.
But one for your benefit.
I have lived on this mountain for many years, and few are the things that I do not see.
I have seen the suffering that you and your beloved have gone through, and I have seen that you continue to grieve over your failure to defend her honor. In this, you feel like you have lost her forever.
*Mewtwo turns away for a moment.*
I have felt loss before, young senshi. Once, there was someone that was the pride of my heart... but then she slipped away. This is why I am what I have become.
*Mewtwo turns to Richlen again.*
But you have not lost Shaelin yet.
You know in your heart that there is hope yet for her, senshi. That is why I have summoned you to appear before me.
The three young Pokemon that you had rescued and nursed to health were abandoned there by a cruel trainer, for he felt that they were weak, worthless. You have shown that in your heart, you seek justice, you have compassion, and you harbor mercy.
But at the same time, there is a heaviness and shame that fills you, for you feel as if there is no way out of the darkness. Yet by your actions, you have shown that the light does indeed live in you.
But what about Viva? I have fallen to him before, and there is nothing and no one that has proven capable of defeating him yet.
Therein lies the root of your problem. The memories of the wickedness he has committed torment you every day.
But, my young senshi, those memories have driven your determination to seek a way to emerge victorious from your struggle.
The key to your redemption, the key to vanquishing Vincent Van Agony, lies within your soul, senshi. Only you will be able to find your way out of the darkness and lead Shaelin out with you. Only in the warrior's soul that lives within your heart and being will win the day and bring about your triumph over Van Agony.
*The wind suddenly slams through again, once more blinding Richlen.*
Do you understand my words, young senshi?
*The wind dies again, and Richlen looks up to see that Mewtwo is gone and the fire is out.
Only where the fire once was, a greenish glow has taken its place. Richlen approaches the glow.*
I understand, sensei.
*Richlen kneels down and picks something up, causing his face to be illuminated by the glow.*
I understand entirely.
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The Punisher
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Post by The Punisher on Mar 9, 2012 16:31:15 GMT -5
*Frank Castle is standing in a forest. 50 feet away, a target is pinned to a large oak tree. Castle has two automatic handguns in front of him: A Beretta 92R and a Colt .45.*
Blood, I've been doing some thinking. You're so, so obsessed with destroying me. I can't understand why, I've done nothing to you. I didn't hurt you, I didn't destroy your ideal, I didn't take away what defined you - yet just because you won a tournament, you want to make this personal.
I know all about making things like this personal, but I do it for a reason, I do it to teach people that the good guy doesn't always win. Thing is, you haven't realised what will happen if you beat me, and that by winning, you also lose.
*Castle picks up the Beretta and fires three rounds at the target, hitting one in the head and two in the chest.*
Beretta 92R. Standard issue for the US Marine Corps. Sixteen rounds in the magazine, accurate up to 40 feet. Fires 9mm ammunition. Put a hole through inch thick steel. All in all, a brilliant, modern handgun. Kinda like you Ryan. Modern, flash, top of the range, sure of its own abilities, unlikely to let you down. It's a precision tool.
*Castle puts it down, and picks up the Colt. He fires three more shots, gouging deep holes in the head and chest areas of the target.*
Colt .45. The gun Colt got right. Issued to GI's in World War II. 8 rounds in the mag, one in the chamber. Old. Jams a lot, needs regular maintenance, but if you look after it, it'll never go wrong. The big difference between this and the Beretta? The ammo. 9mm cuts a nice clean hole through it's target. One in the heart and it punches a hole in it, and you stop dead. Clinical. The Colt fires big old .45 rounds. They don't leave nice clean holes. They rip big, ugly tears into people. It maims, it mutiliates. It will turn your head into tomato soup. It's big, ugly, and gets the job done.
You're the Beretta Blood. You're trying to be this brutal killing machine, efficient, effective and utterly unstoppable, and while you get the job done, nothing you do lingers. Nothing you do means anything. One little hole, and it's all over.
I'm a Colt. Sure I'm old, sure I'm not as quick as you, or as technical, or as slick, or even as reliable, but I will make you suffer, I will not stop until I've maimed every inch of your being. I'll carve holes in you so big they'll have to call your dentist to find out who you were.
The point I'm making, is that to beat me, you have to become me. You want to take my title? You want to become what I am? Fine, if you're better than me on the night, I won't be able to stop you, but deep down you should know this, that while you're top of the line now, if you do to me what needs to be done to beat me, you'll become the Colt. You'll be brutal, you'll be remorseless, and you'll be the champion, but the point is, then another Beretta will come looking for you, and you'll be the old man.
Only then will you know what it's like to be me.
You want to become what I am? Go on, I dare you to take that step, because there's no going back.
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Post by hossfan on Mar 9, 2012 19:07:01 GMT -5
*A WWCF.com exclusive*
Jerry Fish: This is Jerry Fish with WWCF.com. I'm here with Caleb Fourchon, who next Monday NiteRaw will once again be taking part in a Six Man Tag Team Match to determine the next Number One Contender for the Television Title. Caleb, the teams are different this time, with yourself, Brian Alexander, and Square, er, squaring off against Jonathan Michaels, Jason Allen, and Mario Nett. How do you like your chances?
Caleb Fourchon: It gonna be tough, Fish. Dis match advertised as Six Man Tag Match, but it really a five on one handicap fight against me.
Well, to be fair, Caleb, that's true for everyone who's in this kind of competition, since ultimately only one person can win the TV title shot.
*Shaking head* Nuh-uh. Dis bigger den dat. De udders, every last one, want to shut me up. To destroy me!
And why is that?
You know.
*long pause*
No, Caleb, I don't.
Yes you do.
*another long pause. Jerry sighs*
OK, let's talk about the match itself. What are your thoughts on the men you'll be fighting both alongside and against?
*Caleb starts ticking off the other wrestlers on his left hand*
JoNo goin to be toughest out. He Grand Slam champion. Allen ok in de ring but he got big mouth, too big fer him to back up. Nett crazy as an outhouse rat, so he dangerous. Alexander, Ah hear he pick up new tricks trainin wit ninjahs or sumpthin, but he still de disgustin, no account couyon he was back when he a pirate. And Square, he mad at everybuddy and want payback, jest like me. Except Ah would never put hands on a woman like dat punk did.
Caleb, once again you mentioned how you're angry at everyone in the WWCF. Just what is it you think's been done to you?
*Caleb looks like he is going to answer, but stops himself*
Ah tell next Monday Nite Raw. You see den. Everybuddy see. *smirks and stalks off*
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Post by "Handsome" Whitey Fats on Mar 9, 2012 20:31:39 GMT -5
Congrats Whitey. Congratulations on winning the TV title, I hope that you enjoy the short run that you have with it. Because come The Animated PPV I will make it so you have to vacate the title due to injury.
And if your woman didn't attack me I wouldn't have responded in kind. It's not a case of me being a "WOMAN BEATER" it's case of adrenalin and anger. Yeah, yeah. Justify your women abusing history.
I have hear some pictures of women you have dated.
Holds up a picture: "Justine Cambell, your abusive cherry. Wouldn't go to prom with you." Teenage girl with a black eye in the picture. "Mellisa Williams. College girlfriend. Broke jaw because she forgot you don't like mayonnaise." Another picture. "Victoria Collins. Your ex.-wife. You knocked her front teeth out and kicked in her in her pregnant belly.
The baby didn't make it.
But you walked away every time.
You have always been able to hide behind your money. Well, your daddy's money., any way.
He is not going to be able to buy you out of this, boy. The Wrestling Messiah will make you run away again."
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Post by Jeremy Dupoe on Mar 10, 2012 0:02:14 GMT -5
*Dupoe and Nett are in a torch lit room* This week you have another match however I'm not going to be there to inform you on your opponents in real time. First is B.A... try not to hurt him to badly after all hes out to destroy a traitor but I would be cautious around him he's been training with anime charicters.
Anime?
It's Japanese animation it's also the 2nd largest provider of evil on planet Earth, trust me next time there's an anime convention I'll show you. Next is Square who I admit to knowing nothing about but I don't think he should be much of a problem. Lastly is the man I want you to obliterate out there Caleb Fourchon, you might remember him as the man who DARED to lay a hand upon me during an incantation, an event that allowed you to get knocked out by Conner. I want you to make him BEG for his life but not to kill him, that's my job.
You know that's near impossible for me right.
Trust me,Mario. It's not worth the paperwork
How the hell do you know that?
Sacrificed some guy who the WWCF apparently signed...$44,000 and a hand written letter of condolences, and a lawsuit later I learned my lesson.
...Fair enough, WAIT JUST A DAMN SECOND YOU SAID THAT WAS YOUR JOB!
I know how to make it look like an accident.
(OOC: Im using Chiller now for Nett)
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Post by Square on Mar 10, 2012 13:52:35 GMT -5
Congrats Whitey. Congratulations on winning the TV title, I hope that you enjoy the short run that you have with it. Because come The Animated PPV I will make it so you have to vacate the title due to injury.
And if your woman didn't attack me I wouldn't have responded in kind. It's not a case of me being a "WOMAN BEATER" it's case of adrenalin and anger. Yeah, yeah. Justify your women abusing history.
I have hear some pictures of women you have dated.
Holds up a picture: "Justine Cambell, your abusive cherry. Wouldn't go to prom with you." Teenage girl with a black eye in the picture. "Mellisa Williams. College girlfriend. Broke jaw because she forgot you don't like mayonnaise." Another picture. "Victoria Collins. Your ex.-wife. You knocked her front teeth out and kicked in her in her pregnant belly.
The baby didn't make it.
But you walked away every time.
You have always been able to hide behind your money. Well, your daddy's money., any way.
He is not going to be able to buy you out of this, boy. The Wrestling Messiah will make you run away again." *Square holds his head in disbelief* You really went that low to damage my name? I'm 23 and from England! We don't do proms in the UK, I never went to university and I've never been married! I have no idea who those girls in those pictures are and I'm seriously thinking of suing your ass for slander.
But this kinda proves that I'm right about you doesn't it? The fact that you would swoop that low to try and get any moral highground against me is not only disgusting but also shows that you are a disgusting piece of shit and that what I've said about you is true.
Yeah I knocked the taste out of your mrs' mouth, but this isn't ballet she knew the risks. Much like at The Animated PPV when you know the risks of going into the ring with me, because I am looking to break you. I deserve my vengeance against you for everything you've done to me.
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Post by "Handsome" Whitey Fats on Mar 10, 2012 16:10:04 GMT -5
The pictures are true, and we both know it. We'll see at the PPV how well you do against somebody that will hit back.
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Post by Square on Mar 10, 2012 16:46:43 GMT -5
The pictures are true, and we both know it. We'll see at the PPV how well you do against somebody that will hit back. Even if they were real, WHICH THEY ARE NOT, how would you have gotten them? You sir not only are a thief and a backstabbing bastard but you are also a sick, sick man for lying about such a serious topic.
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