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Bright Lights, Big City
Topic Started: Jul 23 2007, 05:15 PM (43 Views)
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Shaun Wilson
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The scene opens with Shaun and Dennis Wilson walking down the Vegas strip. Shaun is looking at all the lights and flash of Las Vegas and soaking it all in. Shaun dressed in a white button down collar shirt and dark blue khakis with a pair of black boots. Dennis on the other hand isn't dressed up so much. He's sporting a black jogging suit set and tennis shoes.

Dennis Wilson: Shaun don't you think, you should be training. Don't get caught up in all this. This is your third try at this title, don't blow it on the account of Vegas.

Shaun smirks at Dennis as they continue walking. Shaun plays it off as he sees a casino that catches his attention. Dennis sees a concert in the same casino and makes his way towards it. Shaun walks around the casino, a flash here and there from a camera. He goes and cashes in some money, and heads towards a blackjack table. The dealer smiles at Shaun who doesn't return the favor.

Shaun: Deal me in.

The dealer deals him in. She stares at him before noticing who he was.

Shaun: What are you staring at? Something the matter?

Dealer: Hey you're Shaun Wilson! I heard you guys were in town for you pay per view, but I didn't think you would come in here. I'm your biggest fan. I got your pictures all over my room. Can't wait to tell my friends you came here.

Shaun: Why wouldn't I come in here? It looks like a pretty decent place.

Dealer: It's not one of the flashier casinos here, and don't to many athletes or celebrities come here. This casino isn't the Mandalay Bay or Ceasar's Palace.

Shaun just smirks at her as she deals him and herself in. All of a sudden that voice comes in. And Shaun just cringes at the sound of it.

Voice: Shaun! Shaun Wilson, you know what time it is?

Shaun slams his hand down on the table, startling the girl as he turns and sees who? Jeff Noon is decked out in a Summer of Sin shirt and some dingy jeans. He hops up in the seat next to Shaun, must to his dismay. And tells the dealer to deal him in. Shaun sighs as he turns back to the table. Jeff Noon puts his chip in as Shaun does to.

Shaun: Where did you get the money to spend gambling?

Jeff Noon: My mom let me borrow some money.

Shaun just stare at Noon curiously, as they all flip over there cards, and Shaun wins. Jeff Noon sighs as he pulls out a notepad and looks at Shaun.

Jeff Noon: Well I'm broke now! It's time for the interview.

Shaun is definitely not in the mood for it, but Noon will leave him alone until next week. Shaun puts more chips on the table as the dealer shuffles the cards and deals them.

Jeff Noon: Shaun you're going into this match at Summer of Sin. In many peoples opinion as the one of the favorites to win. Your thoughts on the match?

Shaun and the dealer flip over there cards and Shaun wins again. Shaun turns to Noon, with a scowl on his face.

Shaun: Why shouldn't I be a favorite to win huh? I mean look at who I'm facing in the ring? First we got that idiot Colbert Tottington, that pinned that other useless piece of trash Zesboca Devani. He's stupid and I don't have to much to say about him. Now Zesboca, baby girl you have a bull's eye on that knee of yours. And unlike some other wrestlers, who won't admit to going after it. I'm going for it. I ain't trying to cripple you, but you won't be walking out of Summer of Sin. And then we got Priest who is gonna beat Dragon. I mean honestly who hasn't beat Dragon. Priest congratulations on getting your face beat in by me at your first pay per view. And then we got Phyllis Bathory. Phyllis Bathory hasn't been seen since I dropped him on his fucking skull. He's probably gonna do the smart thing and not show up.

Shaun grabs his winnings and tosses a few more chips on the table. A waitress comes by as he gets her attention. Shaun orders a cranberry and vodka, and puts a couple of hundred dollar chips on her tray. She smiles going to get his drink. Jeff in the meanwhile is noting all of Shaun's comments.

Jeff Noon: Shaun you left out Graver and EN#2? You have anything to say about them?"

Shaun smirks at the dealer and she blushes a little as he ignores Jeff Noon. She deals him in as well as herself. Shaun loses this time as he shrugs his shoulders.

Jeff Noon: Shaun! Your thoughts on Extreme Ninja #2, and the champion Graver? Remember Graver is the one who called all the Flycore contenders out.

Shaun angrily turns to Jeff as he takes his focus off the dealer. He sighs as Noon prepares to write.

Shaun: Graver in my opinion is a coward. He knows good and damn well he should've been facing me. But instead he calls out everyone hoping that one of them beats me. You see he has his star pupil in this match. But none of that matters because I will take that title from off his shoulders. And last but certainly not least the ninja. I have to be honest about it. The guy impressed me against XK. He's the only guy here that even has an ounce of my respect. But don't get it confused Ninja, because I will go at you. Me and you have some unfinished business ourselves. But in the long run and when the twenty minutes is up. When the smoke clears and any other cliche that can be used. It will be a new Flycore Champion and his name is Shaun Wilson.

Shaun gathers his winnings and heads to go cash them in. Once he finished there, Shaun writes down on a piece of paper giving her his room number. He winks as heads off back into the lights of Sin City. The scene fades as he walks into the crowd of people.
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<option style="color:ccccc">Full Intensity Wrestling's MVP</option>


<option>NAME: Shaun Wilson</option>

<option>HEIGHT: 6'1</option>

<option>WEIGHT: 228 lbs</option>

<option>HOMETOWN: Houston, Texas, now residing in NYC</option>

<option>THEME SONG: Jay-Z "Thank You"
<option>WRESTLING STYLE: Hybrid</option>

<option>FINISHERS:</option>
<option>- Watch The Throne - Electric Chair Driver</option>
<option>- Fade To Black - Triangle Choke into Omo-Plata</option>

<option>SIGNATURE MOVES:</option>
<option>- Ode To Malenko</option>
<option>- Texas Two Step</option>
<option>- Shaun Wilson Express</option>
<option>- Lone Star Splash</option>

<option>QUOTE: GIVE ME HEAVEN, OR I'M GONNA RAISE HELL!</option>

<option>TITLE HISTORY:</option>
<option>- 1x FIW UNDISPUTED INTERNATIONAL CHAMP</option>
<option>- 2x FIW FLYCORE CHAMP</option>
<option>- 2x FIW TAG TEAM CHAMP</option>
<option>- 1x FIW FIGHTING SPIRIT CHAMP</option>
<option>- 1x UWF US CHAMP </option>
<option>- 1x EWW TAG TEAM CHAMP</option>
<option>- 1x EWW XXX/CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMP</option>
<option>- 1x nCw X-DIVISON CHAMP</option>
<option>- 2x nMw EUROPEAN CHAMP</option>
<option>- 1x NPW TRANS-ATLANTIC CHAMP</option>




Rosa Parks sat so Martin Luther could walk, Martin Luther walked so Barack Obama could run, Barack Obama ran so all the people could fly, so I'm gonna spread my wings, and i'll meet you in the sky




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