PCWF Retribution Card 30/7/07
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GrayNicolls
School Cricketer
I'd suggest maybe doing another RP by yourself if you're relying on KX. 
Pakistani Army
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Im going to start it now.
Karachi Xpress
Chairman of Selectors
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- Canada
The camera shows Carly Columbus walking towards the locker room of The Xtremist!
Carly Columbus: Hey xtremist...Tonight we are going in a tag team match against Don Padro and HBK! I would like to inform you that I will take care of Don Pedro for myself! You just go on for HBK! And mind u...I actually dontneed u,but u do need me!
*Exits his locker and slams the door hard!*
Carly Columbus: Hey xtremist...Tonight we are going in a tag team match against Don Padro and HBK! I would like to inform you that I will take care of Don Pedro for myself! You just go on for HBK! And mind u...I actually dontneed u,but u do need me!
*Exits his locker and slams the door hard!*
BOOM!!!!
CG: Uh-oh! Look who's coming, and he isn't very happy!
'Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil, oh laygaye dil! Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil!'
DT: That's him alright. How there Zorax show his face here again after the absolute thrashing he recieved last week?
CG: Absolute thrashing? That match was his for the taking if those two goons Crabbe and Goyle hadn't interfered!
DT: If he was any good, he would have fought off those two 'goons' -talented as they are- and still won!
CG: Ah to heck with ya! Zorax has the mic and has something to say!
*Zorax walks slowly and purposely down the ramp, anger all over his face. The boisterous crowd quite down a bit as they see the murderous look on Zorax. He climbs into the ring in almost silence, bar a few fans who are booing quite loudly.*
Zorax: SILENCE!!!!
*The booers shut up immediately, the whole arena is quiet*
Now, as you know, I had a match for the Undisputed title last week against a certain superstar at Golden Gamble.
*The crowd is silent*
However, I was unaware that I'd be fighting his two goons as well, Crabbe and Goyle.
*The audience awakens, and boos loudly, with a very small portion of them cheering.*
They robbed me of the title that was rightly mine! And I wasn't the only one to be ripped-off, several other competitors were screwed over by these two inbred thugs as well!!
*The crowd cheers loudly, Zorax seems to be lapping this up.*
That is why, I was revenge!!!
*More cheers, Zorax is back!*
So, first of all, I demand a tag team match between Crabee and Goyle and Myself and any other competitor in this federation who feel they have been screwed over by these two buffoons.
And secondly, I want a rematch. Me and Jhonny. One on one. No Crabbe and no Goyle. And no disqualifications. In the dome he and CHesney designed together. The very same dome where I made my debut. And I shall not rest till I have VENGENCE!!!
*The crowd goes absolutely mad as Zorax tosses down the mic and walks away, high fiving his adoring fans. He has certainly made an impact here, and has the entire stadium behind him. 'Dus Bahane' hits the speakers, and the chants of 'Zorax! Zorax!' can be heard all over.*
DT: Did you hear that!
CG: Hell ya! Zorax has just gone out there and called out Crabee, Goyles AND Jhonny Styles! That is bravery right there, and I won't be suprised if he comes out on top!
DT: Bravery? I call that foolishness! He is going to be absolutely destroyed! He is nowhere near the league of Crabbe, Goyle and Jhonny! Not even in the same breath!
CG: Well, whats for sure is Zorax won't rest until he lays his hands on that title and justice is served! This should make for some great viewing!
*Fades to commercials...*
There Connor, I RPed. I'll do my 3 main RPs tommorrow when I have the time (Or 2, depending if I can get someone's permission or not...)
Umm...no offence Chez, but I did that 'How I got into Wrestling' thing first and have been doing it for a few weeks now. I also had the same 'Beat up and bullied' and 'Too be continued' angle...
CG: Uh-oh! Look who's coming, and he isn't very happy!
'Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil, oh laygaye dil! Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil!'
DT: That's him alright. How there Zorax show his face here again after the absolute thrashing he recieved last week?
CG: Absolute thrashing? That match was his for the taking if those two goons Crabbe and Goyle hadn't interfered!
DT: If he was any good, he would have fought off those two 'goons' -talented as they are- and still won!
CG: Ah to heck with ya! Zorax has the mic and has something to say!
*Zorax walks slowly and purposely down the ramp, anger all over his face. The boisterous crowd quite down a bit as they see the murderous look on Zorax. He climbs into the ring in almost silence, bar a few fans who are booing quite loudly.*
Zorax: SILENCE!!!!
*The booers shut up immediately, the whole arena is quiet*
Now, as you know, I had a match for the Undisputed title last week against a certain superstar at Golden Gamble.
*The crowd is silent*
However, I was unaware that I'd be fighting his two goons as well, Crabbe and Goyle.
*The audience awakens, and boos loudly, with a very small portion of them cheering.*
They robbed me of the title that was rightly mine! And I wasn't the only one to be ripped-off, several other competitors were screwed over by these two inbred thugs as well!!
*The crowd cheers loudly, Zorax seems to be lapping this up.*
That is why, I was revenge!!!
*More cheers, Zorax is back!*
So, first of all, I demand a tag team match between Crabee and Goyle and Myself and any other competitor in this federation who feel they have been screwed over by these two buffoons.
And secondly, I want a rematch. Me and Jhonny. One on one. No Crabbe and no Goyle. And no disqualifications. In the dome he and CHesney designed together. The very same dome where I made my debut. And I shall not rest till I have VENGENCE!!!
*The crowd goes absolutely mad as Zorax tosses down the mic and walks away, high fiving his adoring fans. He has certainly made an impact here, and has the entire stadium behind him. 'Dus Bahane' hits the speakers, and the chants of 'Zorax! Zorax!' can be heard all over.*
DT: Did you hear that!
CG: Hell ya! Zorax has just gone out there and called out Crabee, Goyles AND Jhonny Styles! That is bravery right there, and I won't be suprised if he comes out on top!
DT: Bravery? I call that foolishness! He is going to be absolutely destroyed! He is nowhere near the league of Crabbe, Goyle and Jhonny! Not even in the same breath!
CG: Well, whats for sure is Zorax won't rest until he lays his hands on that title and justice is served! This should make for some great viewing!
*Fades to commercials...*
There Connor, I RPed. I'll do my 3 main RPs tommorrow when I have the time (Or 2, depending if I can get someone's permission or not...)
Umm...no offence Chez, but I did that 'How I got into Wrestling' thing first and have been doing it for a few weeks now. I also had the same 'Beat up and bullied' and 'Too be continued' angle...
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Griffo
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Ccontinuing from Karachi Xpress' Roleplay
The door of The Xtremist opens, "who do you think you are!" screams The Xtremist
"Im not going to be somebodys bitch! its not my style... if you want a bitch go into the city and pull up on the side of the street, if you want a tag team partner who can destroy anyone or anything in this building... im the one your looking for."
Carly Columbus just smiles and walks away
The door of The Xtremist opens, "who do you think you are!" screams The Xtremist
"Im not going to be somebodys bitch! its not my style... if you want a bitch go into the city and pull up on the side of the street, if you want a tag team partner who can destroy anyone or anything in this building... im the one your looking for."
Carly Columbus just smiles and walks away
The Spin
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"How I got into wrestling" is a pretty basic angle, so Im alright on that one. The "To be Continued" is also a fairly basic thing used by RPers. "Beat up and bullied" which I am using is also running down a different path to yours.
But, along with RPing etiquette, if you feel hard done by then I will delete it and forfeit my RP this week
Continued from last week
...Howazzat!!!!!!
*It was the Regional Schools Cricket league finals. The tall, well built, Asian legspinner with glasses was at the start of his runup. His kit spotless, twirling the ball in his hands with a devilish look in his eyes. He set his field, and walked in lazily to bowl. It was he final over of the final day. They defending champions needed a wicket to win, the challengers 2 runs. He let the ball rip, and the crowd fell silent as it whizzed through the air. The ball pitched, and didn't spin as the number 11 had expected. Infact, it didn't spin at all, but went on straight and gathered speed. The batsman brought down his bat, but was too late. The ball had thudded into his pads, he had missed the dreaded flipper. The bowler roared in appeal. As the finger rose slowly into the air, the stands burst into cheers. Students and teachers charged the pitch to embrace their hero. The number XI stared at the scoreboard disbelievingly. They had just lost by a run. The young spinner was raised high into the air by his teamates and his fans. He had done it again.*
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They had won the Cup for 4 years running now. And it had been four years since this young scrawny lad been drafted into the squad. At the time he was the youngest player in the team, now he was the captain and being touted around UAE as the next greatest cricketer.
A lot had changed over the last four years. He was now the toast of town, or atleast the school. The bullyings had stopped since his debut, where he had taken a memorable 7/24 and 3/33 to seal an innings victory for his team with some incredible legbreaks. But his new found sporting prowress wasn't the only reason why he had gone on for four years without a single beating.
As he got out of the shower, he looked at his reflection. He had grown a lot in those last four years. When he made his debut, he was 4 foot nothing. Now, he towered at 6 foot 1 inch. Also, the rigid training schedule he had been put through while part of the team had born fruit. No more was he a scrawny little kid, but a well built, athletic senior.
These new physical changes had brought about a large change to his game. He was now the best spinner in the country, despite being only about 16 in age! Not only that, but his added height and strength made him a dangerous number 7, and his natural speed and reflexes were stronger than ever meaning he was the best fielder in the league too. He was to have one more year in school before he was to move on to college, and he already had offers from domestic teams in UAE, India, and even from England county team Derbyshire!!
But despite outside appearances, something was troubling him deep down inside.
He made his way out of the locker room and to the pavillion balconey, staring out at the school's cricket ground. It was 6:30 in the evening. That was the ground where his team -he called it his team as he had been captaining it for the past 3 years- had managed to not only win the Championship, but defend it since he had risen to captaincy. He had been Man of the Match and Cricketer of the Season for each of those years. There was a party being held in his honour in the locker rooms. Yet he felt something was missing.
As he stared out at the scenery, he dug deep into his feelings.
"Why? Why did I feel this way? What did I need now?"
"A challenge."
"A challenge?"
"Yes."
That was it. Cricket had always come easily to him. He never felt the thrill of competition, the rush of adrenaline of pushing his body to the fullest. He never had been challenged playing cricket for the school. And even though he had the talent and loads of success, he was never satisfied. He never truely felt that he had done all he could and had deserved his success.
As he walked around the pavillion, wondering what was wrong with him and how to fill the void, he spotted a notice on the wall.
"That's it!!!"
Quikly teraing down the sign, he made his way to the locker rooms to speak to the coach.
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Coach!
My son! You did it again! I am so proud! I mean...
Yea yea yea! Coach, I've made a decision, I'm quitting cricket!
WHAT?!?!?!
Well, you see, I've never really felt truely challenged as a cricketer. I wish to push my mind and my body to the extreme. I want to experience the thrill of a challenge, of putting myself on the line, something I won't ever be able to achieve as a cricketer.
Well, as much as I hate saying this, you have a point. Proving yourself to yourself is the more important than success at something that doesn't challenge you. You should be able to live with yourself rather than have success and have that void in your belly. If it means this much to you, well, you have my full support.
So, what is on your mind?
Well, I saw this flier...
*Flashes the flier*
And have decided, I want to join the Ballet squad!!
WHAT!?!?!
*The coach faints as the scene fades away...*
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To be continued...
BOOM!!!!
CG: Well, well, well! Look who's back!
'Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil, oh laygaye dil! Dus bahane kurke laygaye dil!'
DT: Oh no! Not this good for nothing Superstar-wannabe again!
CG: Hey hey hey! Zorax is a bonafide superstar, and it is an honour having him here!
DT: Honour my butt!
CG: Shhhhh! He has something to say!
DT: What a suprise! Note the sarcasm.
*Zorax runs down the ramp and high-fives his fans. He slides into the ring to huge cheers. He obviously seems very happy!*
Zorax: WAZZZZZAAA people!?!?!?!
*NOTHING MUCH, YOU!?!?!*
Oh, I'm good, I'm good.
*Zorax paces around the ring*
Now as you know, I am quite peeved off about what happened to me last week. And I called out for supporters to help end this injustice.
*Zorax stops pacing and looks around.*
Well, so far one man has been brave enough to respond to my call. He too has experienced injustice at the hands of Jhonny and his thugs, and wants to set to score straight. And guess what? He is here, in this stadium, right this very moment. Here he is folkes, the brave man who will stand by my side!
*Zorax tosses away the mic and points towards the enterance...
Dragongirth blares out into the arena and the lights go out, signalling the arrival of Chesney Daniels! His usual blinding lights come up and his sillhouette becomes visible, in his signature pose. Suddenly, the pyro blasts and the lights come back up. Daniels strides down the ramp determinedly, in his black and red ring trousers and a red and black jacket. Sliding into the ring, he climbs the turnbuckle and poses to huge cheers. Daniels goes and takes the microphone off Zoraxis and begins to speak.*
Daniels: What Zoraxis has said is exactly right. We have been hard done to the whole time we have been here. Do you know why? Do you know why we are being held down and attacked? It is those corrupt and dispicable guys who are meant to be in charge here. Johnny Styles and his goons, Crabbe and Goyle. He claims to be Undisputed Champion, but I have a dispute to that. He wears the gold and talks his game, but he's just a poser there. Not a real champion. Champions fight and earn what they have, he hasn't done any of that. He cheated his way to it. He doesn't deserve it. The reason he can do it is because he has the numbers game, but now we have it covered. You see, me and Zoraxis here have decided that there is strength in numbers, so we are sticking together. But, they have 3 people, so I have had to call in some extra help from a friend, ann old friend. This guy is tough and he is going to take out the advantage of Style's brigade. Now, we are going to stop their reign for good. Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to PCWF, the saviour against the Styles partnership, the Total Package, Chris Davis!
*"Smile Like You Mean It" plays and sparks oof pyro launch from the floor. Out of the sparks walks a large, built man with long black hair. He is wearing black trousers and a black vest top. He powers his way to the ring with authority as the crowd pops for his arrival. Suddenly he breaks into a sprint and flies into the ring. Once inside, he gets the microphone from Daniels.*
Davis: Everybody in PCWF prepare yourself for Totallity, the Total Package Chris Davis is here and ready. My great friend here told me about this situation and I had to come down to teach them a lesson. So, Johnny Styles, Crabbe and Goyle, the ultimate equaliser is here. It is time for revenge. It is time for justice. It is time for the Total Package!
*The crowd goes absolutely mad as Davis, Daniels and Zoraxis stand together in the ring with their hands raised together. The crowd is lapping up the prospect of revenge on Styles and his cronies.*
DT: What the hell...?
CG: Oh boy! This is gonna be brilliant. These three Superstars up against Jhonny and his thugs Crabbe and Goyle!
DT: These three fools are gonna get absolutely murdered, they have no idea what they are getting into!
CG: I beg to differe, these three are bound to put up a great fight. This should make for some fascinating viewing, I can't wait for the next show! Till then, stay tuned!
*Fades to commercials...*
*This RP was a joint production by Zorax and Chez*
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Pakistani Army
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*The camera goes into The Big Khan's locker room*
TBK: Man if I win tonight this could be the start if a new destiny but I must show respect to my opponents.
*He leaves to find King Triple Trouble*
*As soon as he arrives King Triple Trouble is not happy*
KTT: What do you want. Coming to ambush me with your puny figure before our match?
TBK: What? I was gunna say good luck to you before our match but as a matter of fact that won't be needed now.
KTT: This is real wrestling now Khan. This could determine our future. Not what you used to see on your 9-inch TV at home.
TBK: Hey hey! That's enough already.
*The two stare down nose to nose as tension builds up*
KTT: I'll see you in the ring Khan!
TBK: Ill be wating every second King!
*The Big Khan leaves as he mutters a verse of the Quran under his breath*
TBK: Man if I win tonight this could be the start if a new destiny but I must show respect to my opponents.
*He leaves to find King Triple Trouble*
*As soon as he arrives King Triple Trouble is not happy*
KTT: What do you want. Coming to ambush me with your puny figure before our match?
TBK: What? I was gunna say good luck to you before our match but as a matter of fact that won't be needed now.
KTT: This is real wrestling now Khan. This could determine our future. Not what you used to see on your 9-inch TV at home.
TBK: Hey hey! That's enough already.
*The two stare down nose to nose as tension builds up*
KTT: I'll see you in the ring Khan!
TBK: Ill be wating every second King!
*The Big Khan leaves as he mutters a verse of the Quran under his breath*
Gooner_2k7_UK
School Cricketer
Arktik Munkee is in his locker room punching a punch bag. He is punching it really hard and it is shaking a lot.
Arktik Munkee: Right, left, right, left
Arktik Munkee continues his punching routine when the janitor walk's in
Janitor: Wow you are a good fighter
Arktik Munkee: Thanks but I'm not good enough to win. These other guy's are really good.
Janitor: Who are they?
Arktik Munkee: King Triple Trouble vs The Big Khan vs me
Janitor: It's okay you'll win. I'll train you okay?
Arktik Munkee: Thanks let's go to the gym
Janitor: No I have a better idea
To be continued
Sorry it's late, I've been having internet problems
Arktik Munkee: Right, left, right, left
Arktik Munkee continues his punching routine when the janitor walk's in
Janitor: Wow you are a good fighter
Arktik Munkee: Thanks but I'm not good enough to win. These other guy's are really good.
Janitor: Who are they?
Arktik Munkee: King Triple Trouble vs The Big Khan vs me
Janitor: It's okay you'll win. I'll train you okay?
Arktik Munkee: Thanks let's go to the gym
Janitor: No I have a better idea
To be continued
Sorry it's late, I've been having internet problems
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