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| Thanks for the memories; RP#1 - W27 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jun 3 2011, 12:55 AM (57 Views) | |
| secandido | Jun 3 2011, 12:55 AM Post #1 |
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(The camera fades in as “Simply Sensational” Sean Edmunds and Miss Karla sit on the floor among the contents of their suitcase. Karla, looking frazzled, tosses article after article of clothing over her shoulder.) KARLA: “It’s here somewhere. It has to be here somewhere.” (A bra flies through the air and lands across the face of Edmunds. He slowly reaches up and swipes it to the floor before tapping Karla on the shoulder.) EDMUNDS: “It’s not that important.” (She turns and looks at him.) KARLA: “My god, are you still pissy about WARPED?” (She rolls her eyes.) EDMUNDS: “Of course I am! That referee had NO business being outside the ring. Who the hell goes to the outside of the ring?” KARLA: “The referee, obviously.” EDMUNDS: “How can you disqualify someone when it wasn’t THEIR fault you were in the way?” (Edmunds sulks.) KARLA: “But just think, now you’re in the fourway for the Evolution Championship!” (She tries to feign excitement .. but Edmunds isn’t stupid.) EDMUNDS: “Ohhh, wow. The Evolution Championship! Really?!” (Karla sighs and turns back to the pile of clothes.) EDMUNDS: “So me against Grendel, eh?” KARLA: “And Anton Chase and Malik Logan.” (Edmunds rolls his eyes as he leans back against the bed.) EDMUNDS: “Like I said, me against Grendel..” |-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-|-| (Sean Edmunds stands against the wall outside his hotel, his blue hoodie flapping because of the wind. He looks at the camera, clearly unimpressed.) EDMUNDS: “One show out after having the World Championship shot stolen from me and Joey Matthew tries to make nice by tossing me a bone. The Evolution Championship.” (He pauses to rub his eye.) EDMUNDS: “For all the talk about rebuilding, WARPED is content with the status quo. Keep Sean Edmunds away from the World Championship and all is well… right, Joey?” (He smacks the palm of his hand against the wall.) EDMUNDS: “Whatever, I’ll play ball. You want to screw Sean Edmunds? Sean Edmunds will screw you right back. Because, you see, after I single-handedly rescue the Evolution Championship from obscurity at WARPED 27, I’m going to soldier on … I’m going to defeat competitor after so-called competitor … until the idiots sitting in the seats and the imbeciles watching online come to realize that Sean Edmunds has made the Evolution Championship THE most prestigious belt in the promotion.” (A smile creeps across his face.) EDMUNDS: “Go ahead and snicker. But you know it’s true. Look at my competition. Malik Logan?” (He looks puzzled.) EDMUNDS: “I mean, really? Can someone please explain to me what the hell Malik Logan has done to have the distinct HONOR of stepping into the same ring as “Simply Sensational?” The guy practically lays down for PKA … and next thing you know he’s got a chance to become the Evolution champion? If that ain’t the biggest crock of shit I’ve ever seen .. Why don’t we drag Tiberius White’s career out of the freshly dug grave and toss him into this shindig as well? I mean, the more the merrier, even if they haven’t done a damn thing to deserve it. Right, Anton?” (He quickly raises his eyebrows.) EDMUNDS: “Poor, poor Anton. I bet you had everything all planned out, didn’t you. You thought you’d walk through the doors and capture the Evolution Championship. But then your jaw dropped, didn’t it? Your eyes tightened as it scanned over MY name. And that dream… shattered to pieces. You had your shot against me once, Anton … and you scurried away from the ring with your tail tucked between your legs. You couldn’t defeat Sean Edmunds before … and there is NO way in hell you can now. Right?” (He smiles.) EDMUNDS: “Which brings us to the champion himself. Grendel.” (Edmunds wipes a faux tear from his eye.) EDMUNDS: “Let me guess, this match will be dedicated to Maverick, won’t it? You’re going to go out there and do everything he taught you. WARPED 27 will be your final goodbye to the man who made you who you are….” (Edmunds “hmph’s.”) EDMUNDS: “And just like Maverick, you’ll watch as the Evolution Championship disappears from your grasp. Just like Maverick, you’ll watch the Evolution Championship ABANDONS you. The sad part, Grendel? The thing that really yanks at my heart strings? (smile) There’s nothing you can do… loss upon loss and your world slowly crumbles. So when you’re sitting in your lockerroom, on your knees praying to Maverick to give you the strength to go one … last … match … you’ll be greeted only …. By silence.” (Edmunds pushes off the wall and watches as Miss Karla walks out of the hotel.) KARLA: “All set.” (The two start walking away, but Edmunds turns back once more to the camera.) EDMUNDS: “Spend these last fleeting moments with your memories, Grendel.. because come WARPED 27, you’ll have nothing but.” (The scene fades as the two are swallowed by a crowd of people.) |
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