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Post by Wade Mason on Nov 3, 2009 15:53:35 GMT -5
[Single Match] Alyson Starr Vs. Darren Moore Vs. Jake Norton
Limit: 2 Each Maximum First Deadline: Saturday November 7th at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Sunday November 8th at 11:59pm EST Kirsten Shelley: Last week, Alyson Starr suffered a loss to Russell Franchise but seemed impressive. This week she takes on Darren Moore who is making his debut. In TGW, debut matches can be a huge jumpstart if you're impressive. What does Moore bring to the table? Also, after the interference by Jake Norton on Animosity, Wade Mason has stuck him in a match against these two youngsters.
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Post by kida on Nov 7, 2009 15:53:08 GMT -5
Planet Telex Vol.1: A Warm Place //Say hello to the rug's topography It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it Say hello to the shrinking in your head You can't see it but you know its there so don't neglect it//[/I] Months of solitude, stuck underneath a god-damn jigsaw trap. How I longed for her beauty, a desire to satisfy the parched thirst crawling from underneath my throat. Constantly reminding me, picking and snipping away until I would catch a glimpse of her eyes on the telex. All the pressure pushing down on me - leaving bruises across me, psychically and psychologically. She is honestly thee most gorgeous women I have ever seen. Even though she despises useless runts as myself, as she would arrogantly preach. Somewhere inside, she must realize.. I lust for the woman behind the disguise. //I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white She's got everything I need pharmacy keys She's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys//Beating them down, one by the simplest one. Ruining lives as if that is what she only knew as fun. She knows no shame and her wisdom can truly show she’ll take the best from god himself, and will piss out of laughter from his efforts. For she well knows that if man approached without his fist held up, but with a warm smile and a kiss. She would become hysterical and alone. Afraid that a man is capable to love such a fearless and violent woman. She cannot keep the wall built forever; a brick will eventually fall down. Once a glimpse of light passes on through, I’ll be there digging my way in just to hold her. //Say hello to all the apples on the ground They were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping Say hello to everything you've left behind It's even more a part of your life now that you can't touch it //When I came home, the audience was expecting some ferocious controversy. When you rejoiced in my presence, I knew you’d been waiting for me to come back and swift you off of your feet. Your spit to my cheek, was that a sign of the old “reckless, harmful” Teresa I once knew? Either way, it fulfilled my long awaited fantasy to finally see your face. You see, woman, everyone else views you as a wrestler, a fighter. I just want to love you, because you shine out of a world full of ugliness.. We are significantly attached by otherworldly odds and differences. Beyond the pigmented skies and shadowed mirrored walls, we’ll figure this out eventually.. Of this I promise you, Teresa. Just don’t pretend. -------------------- --------------------- Operation: Skull Fuck the Amateurs [/u][/right] Why?
Seriously?
I’ve been away for, fuck, many of months that have literally felt like ages. Just watching companies fall, agencies contacting me with dullness questions about joining some other “bank making” corporation. Does it honestly look like I’m a man with that kind of passion? Money, paper of green and black dots with hypocritical words exploiting those cursed words of freedom and god we trust. Yeah, I don’t give a shit about your mindless dollar bills, its just nice pocket change to carry around so when I’m on my way to the google arena I can stop by and ask Wade for a quicky. Shit. Did I mention that guy also hired me? Yeah, I guess you could say we’re lovers. I mean, the guy already blows me by paying me a lovely salary. And my first match gets to be with a foogly women and some icebox bastard? Life seems pretty golden right now. Plus, nothing beats that priceless battle with the Blacklist last week.
It was a lovely feeling watching the almighty fall within several seconds. Shit, I was surprised the old baboon Clayton could balance two blacklist members at once. Well, I did drop Darling like as sack of burning cigar flavored dog shit. Darling must wonder why I choose him for that little stunt, eh? Are ya Jacky boy? How about when you left me to get fucking kicked in the skull by Teresa in our match at Absolute Pro. I told you I had your back, but because I reminded you of Scott Free, you betray me? Then again, Free was a pedophiliac butt buddy with you and your daughter. I understand you both had that whole gimmick infringement deal going on, and it got to the point of just people falling from cells.. Yeah, I understand you both got some sexual desires for that girl, but come on.. I would never kidnap a child. I’m into strong, fighting women. So, now that the odds are even, can we move on? Fuck, who am I kidding? You’re Jack Darling. That thick headed cancer stick smoking douche nozzle who hasn’t the slightest comprehension what’s even happening anymore. You’re probably gonna make this into a bigger deal than it already is and seek some illogical revenge on little ole poor me. Ah, how I can already predict how this could go down.
Interference. *Break for a smoke* Shoot. *break for a smoke* Match. *loses match due to damaged lungs* Recap Shoot. *stresses how I was fortunate enough to pick up a win over his greatness, and Darling is still absolutely AWESOME! YAY!* = A Darling Production.
Anyways, ugh, The Blacklist. They are such a drag on all of us cool hip gangster wannabe’s, huh Russell? I mean god, Blacklist are so fucking awesome because they actually win legit matches for legit titles unlike us, huh Blazenwing? Jesus, why does the blacklist have to be that damn good? Oh, let me tell you why. I respect the Blacklist. I honestly do. It’s just hell-a funny fucking around with them. I love their whole godlike world order story, but they misunderstand what I am and what I am here to do. Just like how you are doing, Magnus.
Magnus, you seem like a legit guy, but I’m not gonna join some insecure circus crew to face an elite faction for obscure reasons. This company already is a shit-hole full of wild creatures and enough illiterate free-thinking assholes as it is. So why would I want to pick a side when your “save wrestling” gimmick was something I would’ve said three months ago, and believe me, it wasn’t worth it. Glory isn’t anything special. Neither are you. You are a water-down gimmick just like the rest of these actresses in the back with those catchy phrases as if they have any significance to the point of this business. Seriously, you want me, Jake Fuckin’ Norton to join you, The System? I’d rather hit up I.R.S. before teaming with some pretty boy champagne swinger, who’d I easily make into my bitch if it ever happened. So, please, don’t approach me with your silly bullshit ever again.
Now, back onto business. Bills gotta be paid, and Wade wants me to bust a nut over these bitches’ faces. Icebox and Starr are both new faces to the industry, and they get tossed in the ring with me? Jesus. Wade must forget what kind of reputation I seem to have. You see Starr, I’m personally going to speak with you because Icebox is a horrid stage name, and I don’t want to give this shameless act any spotlight in my production.
Starr, a pretty little swan as yourself, comes idling into my pond all charms and smiles. In hopes that you’ll come across a peachy lily flower that you can drink its sweet honey and rest upon the water. But right when you discover this dreamy sensation you’ve traveled so far for, you run across a man with a magnum who catches you caught point blank in the neck. It paralyzes you so this man, who just happens to be the elite hunter of the huntresses, can drag you upon the surface across the sticks and watery mud. You can’t help but to wish that you didn’t come to find the flower now, because now the man just massacres you and serves you to an audience of millions. You, a weak little duckling, feed thousands of gruesome people. Because these people will not hold back! They pay to see us break bones, bleed from our teeth, verbally rape one another until there is no point of return. Why would you want to be in a game like this, babe? You have too much potential, but you want to throw it all away just to get your face smashed in when you could be making money in pornography. Getting’ anally fucked by thousands of men until you just become so loose that you cannot feel pleasure anymore.
Well..
I guess it wouldn’t matter, would it? Either way, you’re gonna get pounded until it hurts to squirt. ‘Cause babe, that’s what Norton is like. These people believe me to have a cause. They lecture me as if I need to join the fight, but yet, doesn’t it seem repetitive? I guarantee you six months from now we will see the blacklist as the good guys and Magnus, blazenwing, and franchise as the villains. This business has lost value and meaning. I honestly believe the Blacklist realize this. That’s why I support their mission of annihilation, but that doesn’t mean I’m gonna let it be easy. Someone has to make it interesting. After all, what would the industry be like without Jake Fuckin’ Norton?
So yeah, let them be. Do not come to me for help. You can try the best you can, but the blacklist will prevail. And the sad thing is.. I was your only hope.
Suck on that, Magnus.
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I know you can hear me, Jake. What do you want me to do? I know that you know the world wasn’t meant for people like me or you. We are just simple fragments of the unnatural, and by some miraculous force, we are bonded together to sit alone in our dark void. An alone we will sit.
Just waiting.. And thinking..
You know how much I envy you, Jake? I may be that ever after girl who you’ve dreamed of meeting, but your paranoia pushes me away. Now, with that in mind, what persuades you to have beliefs of a perfect ever after? I know you are NOT a man of worthy. You know you are NOT a man of any notable intelligence. What you ARE is a sentinel ticking bi-polar time bomb waiting to erupt into your bastard mode.
Ah, there it is again: Bastard. Little mommy’s boy left him all alone, as she drifted away to rot in hell. Yes, Mr. Self-Destruct himself at the most fragile point of his life. How does it feel, Jake? Do you feel the venom sinking down your black hole pours? I surely can.
You see, Jake, this isn’t anything personal. What this is - is absolution. You sought out deliverance from your wretched ways and here the answer waits. Your broken down shell of a heart is craving to eat the bullet! So what are you waiting for Jaky? You want to do it! You need this.. Just take out the magnum and end the torment of you have cursed upon yourself.. Why are you crying? Did you not seek for a solution to the end of all deceptions? Oh, pardon me for helping you work the fucking trigger you swore to pull. You have the gun under your wrecked tongue and vomit flavored teeth, and you’re still procrastinating as if some saint will come marching through those cathedral doors howling your name. Pleading you not to make the worst decision you could EVER make. PLEASE! WHAT DON’T YOU FUCKING GET? NO ONE will save you. This is the end of everything - you ARE the end of everything.
*Sigh*
Do I think you’ll grow the balls to finish off your rotten life? Probably not. But do I believe you’ll rape the only vital piece left in your soul until you have me? Abso-fuckin’-lutely. Jake, my love, today might not be the day you finally do away with yourself. I assure you, you will die.. -------------- -------------- Can you hear the people choking on their stacks of delicious tree grown money Looks like they got what they deserved.
As I crack a peak in the forbidden forest I watch them throw skeletons in their closets Hoping someday it’ll all just go away.
And when I reflect upon my silver spoon I see a distorted face howling at the moon Pleading for the rain to stop it’s reign.
X marks the spot, they're gonna find me. Blacklist wants more, they're gonna love me..
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Post by darrenmoore on Nov 7, 2009 19:36:16 GMT -5
(Posting this on my phone. Hurried threw this sorry.)
The scene opens with Darren Moore knocking heavily on someone's house door, after about 3 minutes of loud banging the door answers, it appears to be non other than fellow "TRW" legend and good friend Al, who looks puzzled and asks:
Al: "Darren, what the hell are you doing here? It's 6am"
Darren: "I know man, sorry, just let me in, we need to talk"
Al opens the door fully and lets Darren in... they walk into a kitchen where Darren pulls a chair out from under the table and sits on it, Al goes and makes a cup of coffe...
Al: "Ya want one?"
Darren: "Yeah, milk and sugar"
Al: "No problem, now, tell me what the hell your doing waking me up at this time, my girlfriend freaked, she thought somebody was robbing the place..."
Darren: "Last night, my girlfriend threatened me, she said I fuck up, I'm out, I'm done, she said she can do this without me..."
ABA: "Yeah whats that got to do with me?"
Darren: "Well I just want to know is she serious? She's your sister in law"
Al: "Why are you asking me?"
Darren: "No you don't get me, I mean ya know, when we were back in TRW, you were on her show, right?"
Al: "Right, beginning to the end"
Darren: "Right well, did she ever make false threats? Like would she ever choose business over friendship, or even let mistakes take over strength?"
Al: "Well, I don't know if this is what you wanna hear, but in my opinion from what I've learned from her, what I've perseaved as her character, as his ya know personality, is that the stuff you just said, described Julia better than any other set of words in the English language... sorry man, looks like your out..."
Al gets up and goes to get the coffee, he comes back and hands Moore the cup, as they both take a drink...
Darren: "Well, I don't know if this is what you want me to tell you, but she said your in deep water after that fight with her father, and that she knows you since the TRW days that she's holding on to you, but this is your last chance to get yourself and her father back together on speaking terms..."
Al: "Are you fucking with me?"
Darren: "As true as I'm here in front of you man, its what she said"
Al: "Shit... you mean that this could end for me? You mean that I gave up my sercure job in NGW, to come to the TRW side of things, that if they ever kicked me out, NGW would hold it over my head, or else not re-negociate my contract when it expires..."
A shout comes from upstairs, its a womans voice and she asks if everything is ok..
Al (shouting back): "Yeah, no problem babe, its Darren, we're just talking about things, you go back to bed... (then talks to Darren) you see what I have? I have a girlfriend up there who'll want to be made a wife, who'll want 4 or 5 kids, who'll want them to go the college, who'll want a new outfit - new shoes, new hat to go to their college graduate ceromonies, their baseball games, their school musicals, new $20,000 bracelets everytime some occasion happens, weither its her birthday, our anniversary, the day the fucking grabage gets taken out... I need security... Julia needs to offer me security... if she can't I'm out... I'm back to NGW, or Ill join you..."
Darren: "She can offer you security, she can offer you everything"
Al: "Then what are you going on about?"
Darren: "You just gotta do your stuff, the way she wants it to be done inside the ring... last week yeah you slipped up against the phenom PJ Pablo, this week your in the ring against him again, but you have me and stinky (old TRW Legend) along with you... the men who masterminded this whole opperation, who made NGW, who made TRW... you'll be fine, as a unit we are unstoppable, you were there when we downed Desperado..."
Al: "I just don't want to be in Desperado's position, he was a big star in NGW, a crusierweight champion!"
Darren: "But I think your forgetting you were the longest reigning Hardcore Champion... you were there when we anialated Steve Stanko, when we beat up The Eulogy..."
Al: "Speaking of The Eulogy, has Jules told you that this week on Brawl, she's bringing someone new into "The Mayhem", you think its him? Think about it, Jules & The Eulogy were like best friends back in the day, Jules was responsible for getting him the title shot at NGW Revolution 3, you think this is a set up just like what she did with Paul?"
Darren: "Bring Paul into it, Jules wanted The Eulogy, why wouldn't you? He was the last NGW Champion, but The Eulogy doesn't remember Jules helping him get his title, he just remembers him getting Paul Spartan his titles, over Eulogy... if Eulogy wants in, I guess he's in, but I don't think he'll be joining us..?"
Al: "Who is it? Is it... Hara Kiri? Punisher? Brandonm"
Darren: "I don't know, it could be Punsiher or Brandon, them being holding Championships when the place went under.
Al: "Yeah I know, but you gotta beat both alyson Starr and Jake Norton in your first match at this new place TGW... And you know next to nothing about them.
Darren: "We're TGW... we never know what to expect, but luckily, we don't know what to expect from ourselves... don't worry it'll be cool... we got it sorted, and if all fails, on the plus side... on Monday I will have rookie luck in my corner, you know how that will benefit me..."
Al: "These two you're facing are championship calibre. Think Jake could go all the way? Think they"ll put u in the main event so soon?"
Darren: "He's capable of it... just dunno if the board will let an "outsider" compete for the belt... maybe when I win, it might change their minds...
Al: "It'll be a good night, two vets together as one, and then after beating the 2 TGW vets... well it'll help ya beat the ladder to becoming the TGW world champ...
Darren: "It's gonna be exciting, anyway man, thanks for the coffee, I have to hit the gym, its only 2 days away..."
Al: "Ok man, good talking to you, later..."
Moore gets up and leaves, as we fade to black...
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Post by darrenmoore on Nov 8, 2009 22:55:45 GMT -5
Sorry its out of color again but I'm still at work. This is rp number 2.
Outside the AMC theatre in las vegas nevada, Darren Moore is leaving a recent show. Zombieland to be exact. Darren is shown leaving the movie with his best friend and newly appointed agent, Al.
Darren: "Well that movie was fun as hell. Its almost like a match with Jake Norton... Brainless."
Al: " Haha, so very very true. It's almost as good as shaun of the dead and a lot better than that movie about those people at the mall, what's that called again?"
Darren: "Eh I don't remember either, but who cares. I'd say something sarcastic about one of my opponents or brag or something but I don't need to. They're my starting points to my road of glory and they're the first victims of the new ice age.
Al laughs.
Al: "Wow, hopefully your ego doesn't get in the way of yiur match, I mean, you got 2 vets and yourself in a triple threat match. Its going to be one hell of a match."
Darren walks over to the subway across the street and begins to order.
Darren: " Yeah, can I get a chicken teriyaki footlong with parmesan oregano bread?"
Subway clerk: "Yes sir."
Al passes on ordering anything.
Al: " I can't believe your out relaxing and ordering out before your big debut match. What're you going to do when you feel out of shape in your match?"
Darren orders his toppings.
Darren: "Look, I don't know about you, but Alyson Starr is a woman and come on.. Its like wrestling a sister, you throw her over the ropes and she'll cry and quit. Then you got Jake Norton. Sounds like a serial killer with no bite. The man can't do anything right. He's the only challenge in this match and come on.. It'll be a walk in the park for my debut match.
Darren finishes with his order as he pays the clerk and takes his sandwich.
Al: " Well are you ready to head of to get ready and fly to the event?"
Darren nods as he takes a bog mouthful of his sandwich as he leaves the subway...
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