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Post by .::Beauty::. on Aug 26, 2010 2:56:55 GMT -5
[Single Match] AJ Adams Vs. Gavin Matthews
Limit: 2 Each Maximum First Deadline: Monday August 30th 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Tuesday August 31st at 11:59pm EST Kirsten Shelley: Everyone wondered if No Limits would be Adams' last match in TGW, but he beat his opponent in fashion. He left him blooded and a mess, claiming a war is coming. If that's the case, then this must be the first wave. Taylor has gone out and recruited Matthews to take out Adams at Animosity.
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Post by brandon on Aug 27, 2010 0:36:28 GMT -5
THE ANIMUS CHRONICLES VOLUME I CHAPTER I “Let The Games Begin [/color][/center] The lights of San Diego came into view as the plane roared its way towards the airport. Some announcement came over the speakers, but it wasn’t important enough to land on the ears of Gavin Matthews. Something about seatbelts, the weather, and thanks for flying “Piece Of Shit Airlines”, Gavin was sure. He looked down at his watch, impatiently awaiting the time until he touched down in San Diego. A shitty city, Gavin was sure, but money was to be made here, and that’s all that mattered. Gavin reached into his jacket pocket, produced a crumpled pack of cigarettes, one of the high price brands straight from Tobacco Road, and put the filter into his mouth. He laid back his head until he received a tap on his shoulder.
Opening his eyes revealed one of the stewardesses. She wore a serious look on her face, and her brow was furrowed.[/color] StewardessI’m sorry, sir, but you cannot smoke that on the plane. After a few seconds of silence, a chuckle escaped the lips of Gavin. Obviously she didn’t know who he was. But, in due time, they all would. Every. Single. Fucking. One of them.Gavin MatthewsAnd I’m obviously not smoking it, am I? Now, why don’t you go do your job, and make sure some baby has had his ass-wiped before this piece of shit airplane touches down. The stewardess placed her hands on her hips, obviously angered by Gavin. But, obviously Gavin didn’t care. His attention was some where else. After a moment, she spoke up.StewardessSir, I’m not sure I appreciate that tone of voice. There is no reason why you should be so rude. The stewardess pursed her lips, waiting for a response that didn’t come. The fact that she was being totally ignored by Gavin. She tapped him on the shoulder, causing Gavin’s eyes to snap towards the stewardess instantly.Gavin MatthewsWhich part of get the fuck away from me do you not understand? You are becoming a bother, and I don’t act kindly towards people who are bothering. Now, be a dear, and move your over-weight ass to your little stewardess section of the plan, and get the fuck out of my hair. You don’t want to know what’s going to happen if you don’t. A ding came over the intercom, stopping the stewardess short. She turned on her heel, anger giving her speed, and she marched away from that rude man. The captain’s voice came over the intercom once more, but, his words fell on deaf ears. Gavin Matthews wasn’t listening to him, oh no. Gavin Matthews thoughts had him some where else. A fat contract had just arisen, and it was time to serve that deal.--- After spending nigh half an hour trying to find his bags, Gavin Matthews was already in a bad mood. His temper had reached its end, and he was getting less and less happy. Finally, after grabbing his dark leather bag, he made his way outside the airport. Outside, he found a man holding up a sign with his name on it. The man was dressed in a black driver’s outfit, and had the look of a chauffer. Gavin acknowledged the man, and made his way over to him.DriverAre you Gavin Matthews? Gavin MatthewsDo I look like I would be a Gavin Matthews? DriverIs that a rhetorical question? Gavin sighed at the comment from the driver. He lifted his head, and point towards the parked black limousine waiting.Gavin MatthewsJust fucking drive. Don’t speak, you’re too stupid for that. DriverYes, sir. Do you have any luggage for me to carry? Shoving the black luggage back into the unexpecting hands of the driver, Gavin reaches in his blazer pocket, and puts on a pair of dark sunglasses. He turns on the driver, not even looking at him when he speaks.Gavin MatthewsWhat the fuck did I just say, cock-monger? Don’t fucking speak, just drive. I’m ready to meet this dumb blond, get this shit over with. --- Gavin Matthews made his way through the halls of the TGW Offices. A few people eyed him, wondering what he was doing back there, but he obviously didn’t care about that. He pushed his way past enough people until he finally found where he was supposed to be heading. A plaque on the door read “Alli Taylor”. Gavin knew this was the place, so he forced open the door. Alli looked up from a phone call she was on, and held her finger up. Gavin Matthews marched his way over to her, and pressed the hook on the phone, ending the call for her.Gavin MatthewsThis is important, and I don’t have time to fuck around. Alli TaylorThat phone call was important, as well. Gavin MatthewsI don’t give a fuck about your little play dates. Men are here. It’s time to do business. Alli TaylorI’m assuming that you are Gavin Matthews, otherwise I don’t think I would tolerate this behavior from anyone. Gavin MatthewsListen, cumdumpster. You’ll tolerate any shit I want to pull around here, got it? If you want my talent, that’s the way it goes. Alli TaylorI hope you’re worth it… Gavin MatthewsEvery fucking penny. Now, let’s get started. Who is it you want me to take out? Alli TaylorHis name is AJ Adams, and he’s been a pain in my ass ever since this place opened up. Now, after trying to get him to retire, he comes out and wrecks one of the roster members and claims that a war is coming… Gavin MatthewsA war…? Alli TaylorYeah…? A fit of laughter bursts out from Gavin Matthews. Alli Taylor quirks an eyebrow, confused by the situation.Alli TaylorI’m sorry… Is there something funny? Gavin MatthewsWhat you just said… That’s fucking hilarious. Alli TaylorWhat? About the war? Gavin Matthews doubles over from a renewed force of laughter.[/I] Gavin MatthewsOh god, please stop… You’re killing me… Alli TaylorI don’t get the joke, I’m assuming. Gavin MatthewsNo, it’s just the thought of someone in this shit hole starting a “war”. Alli TaylorExcuse me? Gavin MatthewsI mean, look at your shitty roster. No one here is even capable of wrestling, much less starting some sort of new world order war. Fucking. Hilarious. Alli TaylorOkay… Now, back to business. I’ve heard that you’re the best at what you do? Gavin MatthewsIf the price is right, sure thing. Alli TaylorHow much would that be? Gavin MatthewsWho’s the TGW Champion around here, again? Alli TaylorAaron Rupp, he won th- Gavin MatthewsDouble his salary. Alli TaylorExcuse me? Gavin MatthewsDid I fucking stutter? I want double his salary, I will do your dirty work for no less. Alli TaylorI don’t know if you haven’t noticed, but, we’re not some huge global wrestling promotion. We can’t just go out throwing around money. Gavin MatthewsDo you want this AJ Adams taken out, or not? Alli TaylorGod, yes. Gavin MatthewsThen, it’ll cost you. I’m the best in the fucking business at what I do. And then, on top of that, I’m the best wrestler the world has ever seen. Alli TaylorThen why haven’t I heard of you? Gavin MatthewsOh, you haven’t? Alli TaylorNot that I recall, no… Gavin MatthewsSo your fuck buddy Wade Mason hasn’t told you that he has been calling me for fucking weeks, trying to get me to come here. Because he knew that the name Gavin Matthews would light this bitch up like the Fourth of July. He knew that the name Gavin Matthews would make your shitty pay-per-views sell like fucking Avatar, you dig? Alli TaylorI guess… Gavin MatthewsListen up, bitch. This is the last time I’m going to tell you. If you want my services around here, it’s going to cost you… And it’s going to cost you a lot. And, well, if you don’t pay those fees, I’ll just head down the hall to Fagbo Mason’s office, get a fucking blank check, and walk back in here and take your ass out. Do you understand me? Alli TaylorWait, you work for me… Gavin MatthewsWrong, bitch. I work for anyone who is the highest bidder. Now, if you meet my price demands, then yes, I will gladly work for you. I will fuck everyone on this roster up, as long as you’re fucking paying me. You dig? Alli TaylorAlright, whatever it takes for you to take out Adams… I’ll do it. Gavin MatthewsGlad to see you come to your senses, you’re obviously not a dumb, blond bimbo, contrary to your appearance. Alli TaylorHa. Ha. Real funny. Just know this, I’m definitely not happy about giving you this kind of money, and if you don’t deliver, I’ll have your ass on the chopping block in here, you understand me? Gavin MatthewsGavin Matthews and don’t deliver do not go in the same sentence. And, the thought of you having me on a chopping block is amusing, you look like you get pushed around by the janitors around here. Letting out a sigh, Alli Taylor reached inside of her desk, and produced a copy of the contract she was going to give Gavin Matthews. Quickly making a note in the footer, she marks out the original pay, and replaces it with the new pay scale. Slamming the pen on top of the page more emphatically than necessary, she shoved the pages across the dark, wooden desk.Alli TaylorSign there, there, and there. Gavin MatthewsAnd this will give me the pay that I want? Alli TaylorYes. Now sign it, before Wade finds out about this… Gavin MatthewsOh, doing this behind the bosses’ back, eh? I think I’m going to like you. --- How fucking adorable, AJ. You get a win at the past Pay-Per-View… Should I call it a Pay-Per-View, because I know no one paid for that shitty event. Hell, most fans of wrestling probably just avoided it like the plague. I know if I had the option of watching something horrible like No Limits, I definitely would not tune into that bullshit… But, I digress. Going into this match, everyone thought you were supposed to be retiring, or some bullshit like that. I don’t know, I don’t care enough to actually keep up with you. I wouldn’t even care about keeping up with TGW if I wasn’t here. But, TGW has become my business. You have become my business.
Ever since you didn’t retire, and you claimed that a “war” is coming, I’ve taken a special interest in this place. Well, I’m not going to lie, I didn’t give a shit about your “war” until Alli Taylor called me up and let me know she had a situation on her hands. Something that she needed taking care of, and that something? That something is you. She let me know that she wanted you taken out, destroyed, ended. She gave me the money, she gave me the rights, and she gave me the license to kill.
If you want to go jihad, if you want to act like Che Guerrva, so be it. But, I’ve been called in to stop your little “revolution”, or whatever the fuck it is you’re trying to do here. I’ve been called in to make sure that you don’t achieve shit around here, in fact, I’ve been called in to make sure your ass is retired before the end of the week. So, you can make any of these other pieces of shit around here bleed, but, the question is, can you make me bleed? And the answer, hell no. So, it looks like your little “war” is coming to an end before it even began. You obviously didn’t play Risk as a kid, because you don’t know shit about war tactics. Sure, taking out the little guy is fun, and, it makes you look imposing, but now the big bad mother fucking wolf is in the house, and your little red riding hood ass isn’t going to get away with shit.
I’ve been hired to put you out on your ass, and I don’t stop until I get something. So, come Animosity, it’s going to be game over for you, you piece of cum-guzzler. No more insert coins, no more lives, nothing. You’re going to be done, finished, fucking ended. But, with every single death, and there is the rebirth of something great. And in this case? That something great is going to be the career of Gavin Matthews in TGW. It’s going to be the birth of a true champion, not these piss ants “Joker” Chad Allen, or whatever, and Aaron Roughie… But, I do appreciate them keeping the titles warm for me, both of them. Because I do plan on taking both of those mother fuckers, and I’m not going to be stopped from doing it.
So, get ready TGW. You ain’t seen shit like this since the Blacklist made their little mark on this place. Get ready, shit’s about to get real.
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