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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 1 2011, 09:28 PM (183 Views) | |
| Starr | Jul 1 2011, 09:28 PM Post #1 |
Everybody knows I'm a motherfuckin' monster!
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Three Days Ago… “I’d like to see Joey Matthews please” Alexander StarrZoë says, standing in front of a small desk and the young woman who sits behind it wearing a headset. Starr is standing in a small office in a office park somewhere between New York and Pennsylvania; the Warped Wrestling headquarters. “Do you have an appointment Mr.…” the woman trails off, unaware whom she is speaking to. “StarrZoë, my name is Alexander StarrZoë and no, I don’t have an appointment. I do however, have the only talent in this promotion.” The woman checks through a piece of paper on a clipboard in front of her, scanning the list for the name of the Championship Wrestling Council North American Champion and shakes her head; “sorry sir, but you don’t have an appointment and Mr. Matthews is incredibly busy. You’ll have to return when you have an appointment.” StarrZoë chuckles; “very well, though this means I’m going to have grab the next person that walks by me in a suit and throw him through your desk…is that okay with you?” The woman’s eyes grow wide in fear; “I…I…I’m going to have to ask that you not do that or I will be forced to call security.” Alex nods, contemplating his choices; “Okay then, so either you ‘magically’ find the appointment I never made with Joey or I grab the next asshole that walks by me and throw him through the window over there.” The woman follow’s Starr’s pointed thumb with her eyes toward the front window the complex. The woman looks incredibly scared now, unsure of what to do; “again sir, I must request that you…” the receptionist is cut off as Starr nods understandingly and turns toward a skinny man dressed in a cheap suit. Alex grabs the balding man by the shoulders, knocking his rounded glasses off his face and clutches ‘the suit’ by the throat, chucking the innocent victim through the plate glass window. As screams of terror can be heard throughout the office, StarrZoë shrugs toward the woman, brushing dirt off his suit; “I told you I would do it. All I wanted to do was talk to Joey and tell him to stop booking me against people I’ve already beaten and now you’ve made me hurt some random jerkoff that probably doesn’t even work here.” Alex laughs, pulls out his wallet and throws a hundred dollar bill atop the woman’s desk; “I’d imagine this should cover the damage for the window” and walks out of the office, leaning over the fallen man, shattered glass strewn over his body. “Sorry dude,” Alex says, looking down toward the man, “you just happened to be the first person to walk by. It’s nothing personal I promise. If it was, you wouldn’t be getting up and going to the hospital. They would have carried you out of here in a body bag and you’re final destination would have been the morgue. If you happen to see Joey Matthews though, tell him this isn’t his fault, but I would like an appointment to speak with him.” Alexander again pulls out his wallet and throws two hundred dollar bills atop the man’s face; “this should cover the medical bills.” Current Day… In the darkness before us, time itself seems to stand still. All the world, all of society’s advances in science and medicine, all the greatest works of art in history, from Socrates to Beethoven and Shakespeare to Ernest Hemmingway, the greatest written words and compositions of music, everything of value in the world, including civilization itself has be enveloped in pure darkness itself. Sound is gone as well, nothing but the most pure form of silence and emptiness seems to remain. Suddenly a dull glow grows visible deep in the darkness far at what would appear to be the bottom of the obscured darkness. The dull object glows slightly, shimmering in the abyss. A finished gold seems to shine just slightly, playing a perfect contrast to the emptiness. Suddenly, far above the gold, a faint orange light illuminates to life. The light glows deeper and deeper before being flooded with a thick cloud of smoke. “The Championship Wrestling Council North American Championship…” a familiar voice calls out from the darkness. As the orange glow seems to float through the clouds of vast darkness, it would seem as though distinguishable features stare back from the darkness, illuminated by the glow of what appears to be the ember of a cigarette. Long brown hair is pulled tightly in a ponytail, steal cold eyes pierce with a gaze like a knife through a human heart, and a confident and content smile crawls across the lips of the CWC North American Champion Alexander StarrZoë. Starr looks down at his championship, which rests on the table below him that he leans over, and a cigarette dangling between his lips. “Close your mouths,” StarrZoë continues, “and open your damned ears. I’m sure you’re all well aware of who I am by this juncture. Before I really divulge my opinions and beliefs this week, I’d like to address Warped Wrestling’s owner and head executive Joey Matthews. Joey, I’m sure you received the message I left with your receptionist earlier this week. I would just like you know that it was in no way your fault, though it would be nice if you hired people that recognized the most talented member of the roster when I walk through the damned door! Now as I mentioned, I wanted nothing more than to speak to you and kindly ask you to please stop putting me in matches against people I’ve already defeated. I harbor no animosity against you Joey, but I can’t help but feel like I maybe the ass end of a running joke in Warped; ‘lets just put the new guy in against all the shittiest talents that have never proved themselves and even when HE proves himself against them, we’ll just put all the people he’s beaten in the ring against him! I said this last week; I understand ‘paying dues’ but now I feel like I’m just being robbed bind! Shit, people like Anton Chase who are apparently ‘highly respected’ in this place, given championships and all, to me are nothing more than second rate jerkoffs! You know what happened to Anton Chase countless times in PrYde Wrestling, where I held all but a single title in that promotion? Get got kicked around like a sack of shit! He never beat me once, yet here I am playing curtain jerker to…’the future’? If this clown is the future, someone call Doc Brown and find me a DeLorean, I’m headed back!” StarrZoë smiles and ashes his cigarette; “Thus far in Warped, I’ve played second hand opponent to a Jew and a Mexican and have defeated them both, thus proving I deserve a better challenge, to face a more talented challenge. What do I get in return for my hard work the last two weeks? …NOT A DAMN THING! Instead of cracking the main-event for the first time and challenging the likes of SwitchBlade or Korrupt, I’m back at the bottom of the barrel. Hey look on the bright side, at least I don’t have to face Chad Santana or Craig Cohen again; nope, I have to face both of them at once. How badly did Santana and Cohen piss of management to have be punished again and again by being put in matches against me?! Speaking of which, Joey I have to ask you to advice PKA against opening his mouth. I know you two don’t always see eye-to-eye but I know it would probably be best for one of your main event performers to not be sidelined forever. Listen here jerkoff; if you have something to say about me, I suggest you say it to me or it will be the final mistake you ever make in your life. I don’t care how powerful you are in Warped, I don’t give a fuck about how ‘bad ass’ the Movement is. I’m not the second-rate talents around here like Anton Chase or Chad Santana, I’ll end your career in a fucking heartbeat and there won’t be a damn thing you can do about it. Trend that thin line very carefully PKA, or it’ll be the end of you and the Movement. I will take it upon myself to ruin Korrupt and Crowbar too just because you wanted to be the big mouth. On to topic of last week; Craig Cohen, how are you man? Long time, no see, huh? I think the last time I saw you up close; I was beating you within an inch of your life! What happened man? Were you tired of getting your ass handed to you by Rico Calle, so you decided to find someone who could beat you even worse?” “Last week probably wasn’t you finest moment,” Starr laughs, dying his cigarette out; “I invite you into the ring for the post-match victory party and you walk away, why? I can only think of a few reasons you would even show up to begin with, most probable being that you were trying to send a message and I don’t think it worked because you looked like a gigantic pussy when you walked away. This could be the dumbest mistake of your life Cohen; just a week ago, your excuse for losing against me was that you were ‘too focused on Rico to really be bothered preparing to fight a nobody’ but now you’ve essentially called me out…what excuse do you have this time? You’ll notice I’ve gone on for about a half hour now without cracking one anti-Semitic joke; I’m very proud of myself for that; I didn’t have to go out of my way once to burn you unlike your ancestors and the Nazis…oh shit. Never mind, that streak is broken, huh? Since we’re going down this route again; I heard that Cohen was going around tell people how dumb I was to work so hard to be considered the ‘gold star standard’ he said that his grandparents got gold stars for free in Auschwitz. Stick with me here people, it gets worse! Shit, after I beat your ass for the second time Cohen, Jews all across the world will come together and agree to open a Concentration Camp and name it after you as a testament of how much shame you bring your own people. The final chapter as Anne Frank’s Diary has been amended by her ancestors just for you, after she speaks about how she believes everyone is good at heart, it mentions ‘everyone except Craig Cohen. It turns out Anne believed that the Holocaust may not have been such a bad idea if it promised you would never be born. Hell, Russia was even considering prolonging the invasion of Berlin if they were promised your ancestors would take their ‘final showers.’ Craig I’m pretty sure its safe to say you don’t want to go any further into this with me. What I’m going to do to you is going to make the Catholic Church consider sainting Pontius Pilate!” Alexander sighs; “As far as this Jose Cuervo looking motherfucker, I don’t even know how much I have to say about you. Last week, I unleashed a tangent and you didn’t have a damn thing to say. When you did you show up to the match, it was like Amateur Night at the fucking Apollo. If you waste my time again this week, I’m going to make it my goal in life to ruin everything you hold dear just to prove the point that you’re disgracing the only thing I care about in life, professional wrestling, by even stepping into a ring. What’s your excuse for the half-ass job you did last week Santana? Too busy hanging out with Republicans at KKK rallies? You’re white enough to pull that off. Or maybe you were detained somewhere in Philadelphia by the INS? I hope they got my call about a possible illegal fitting your description. Or maybe you were making your family proud by being lazy and falling asleep in the middle of the day or whatever the fuck it is boarder hoppers do these days when they’re not cleaning hotel rooms or practicing how to fit sixteen people into a two door Honda Civic. Maybe you heard what I said last week and took it to heart? Are you going to show up this week dressed in a suit, your hair dyed blonde, listening to Creed and Coldplay? I hate you, I’m pretty sure your own people probably hate you! You’re like the Mexican version of George Bush! Christ, I’ve met rich, white Suburban kids who are more ethnic than you. You couldn’t be less ‘gangsta’ if you started wearing a sweater vest and joined a fraternity! Fucking ‘eh man, you could freely walk through the southern United States wearing a sign that says ‘I’m an illegal’ and no one would believe you weren’t white!” “Both of you.” Alexander continues; “are going to hate your mothers for giving birth to you after I’m done offing your careers! Bing Crosby never beat his kids worse than I’m going to do this week. If you think I took you two out easily enough one on one? Imagine how much time I can save by taking out to assholes at once! I wouldn’t really worry about the fact that this is a three-way dance, it’s more like a one-on-one because the talents of the both of you just barely combined to equal out to one talented wrestler and even then you would have train far harder than you could ever hope just to lose against me with even a small bit of dignity. I sincerely hope you both have notified your next akin and have all your affairs in order because this week will be the time either of you walk into a wrestling ring. They’ll have to cart your ass out of the ring, and if I have anything to say about it, in a fucking body bag! This is probably the biggest mistake either of you made. I’m done here, I’m not wasting anymore time. Joey, keep your eyes on my match this week; it’s going to show you that I deserve to be treated like fucking royalty in this place. Don’t question it man; you made the best decision of your life when you signed me into Warped, don’t let my talents go by the wayside. I’m the next World Champion, I’ll prove it, you just make the matches.” The scene fades. . |
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