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| Jimmy Jimbo | Dec 16 2007, 06:10 AM Post #1 |
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[align=center]MAIN EVENT : FIW DUAL CROWN CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH Standard Rules Match Jim O'Brien vs. Kiyoshi Nakahata © Referee: Tony Clarke[/align] ... is the image we fade up on. We hold our sights on this section of the card for a good deal of time before the camera slowly swivels leftward and in turn making a complete 180 degree turn. On the other end is the First Monster of FIW, the Man in Black, Jim O'Brien. His eyes are locked, fixated on the card's main event. His facial expressions are blank, cold, emotionless. Like the piece of paper the match listing was printed out on had called him a... well, something not too polite. But out of the blue comes a small smirk rising from the right side of Jim's mouth as he brings up a fist for his chin to rest upon. With a deep inhale of air does Jim notice out of the corner of his eye is Toby Bostock. Jim clears his throat and speaks... O'Brien: "July of... 2005. Eleventh, twelveth, something like that. Against Maclay." *Jim turns his head to face Toby* "That was my last Dual Crown title match." Jim turns his attention back towards the card before him. He sets the gymbag he was holding in his left hand down & releases the handle of his rolling suitcase from his right hand and crosses his arms over his massive chest. Memories of the aforementioned title match running vividly through his mind. O'Brien: "Then I Powerbombed my best crippled friend off of the stage..." *chuckles* "I sure was wild back then. Matt's doing fine now, in case you were curious." *turns his attention to Toby* "So did you have an interview in mind?" TB: "Maybe later on. Right now I just... wanted to see how you were doing." O'Brien: *smiling* "I appreciate that. I have a small case of the sniffles from the weather changes from Mexico City to home to here. And as usual forgot to arrange a rental car." *pauses* "I'm not able to ride with you..." TB: "No." O'Brien: "Understandable." Jim looks back to the card, the memories of Powerbombing Matt Matthews off of the TNT stage over two years ago running roughshod in his mind. O'Brien: "I wouldn't give me a lift either." TB: "Well... gimme about 45 minutes. I can text some people, see if I can arrange something for you." Jim chuckles heavily, then continues. O'Brien: "I have a Dual Crown title match for my comeback and you're gonna get me a ride? The hell happened to this place? Is everyone on Prozac now?" TB: *laughs... rather nasally & annoyingly* "Nah. You just... changed. For the better." O'Brien: "And kindness breeds kindness. Thank you, Toby." TB: "Just wait in the parking garage. Somebody'll get you there." Toby then walks his way out of the picture, leaving Jim to his lonesome. Jim then looks back at the card, letting what he sees before him finally sink in. He reaches into one of his pockets & yanks out his cell phone. After pounching in several numbers, he places it next to his ear. After a brief pause, he speaks. O'Brien: "Hey sweetie... Yeah I made it in okay... You're gonna want to set the DVR sometime soon... I showed you how it works four times already!" And with that, our scene closes... for now. |
[align=center] [/align][size0]Thanks, Lita! ![]() <center><select style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8pt; background-color: cc3300; font-weight: bold; color:black"> <option style="color:black">THE ROUGAROU</option> <option> Name: </option> <option>"The Rougarou" Silas Bergeron</option> <option>Height:</option> <option>6'6"</option> <option>Weight:</option> <option>296 lbs.</option> <option>Hometown:</option> <option>The Bayou</option> <option>Entrance Music:</option> <option>Led Zeppelin - 'When The Levee Breaks'</option> <option>Wrestling Style:</option> <option>Methodical Powerhouse</option> <option>Signature Moves:</option> <option> - Sword of Damocles </option> <option> - Chokeslam </option> <option> - Bayou Leg Sweep </option> <option>Finishing Moves:</option> <option> - Swamp Drop Brainbuster</option> <option> - Honey Island Swamp Lock </option> <option>Title History:</option> <option> - 1x Fighting Spirit Champion</option> <option>Other Cool Stuff:</option> <option> - 2014 1st Runner Up, FIW Roleplay of the Year (Family Reunion)</option> <option> - 2014 FIW Segment of the Year (The Rougarou Cometh)</option> <option> - 2014 1st Runner Up, FIW Feud of the Year (vs. Mr. GEIST/Deacon DEATH)</option> <option> - 2014 FIW Duo of the Year (w/ Butch Babineaux)</option> <option> - 2014 1st Runner Up, FIW Newcomer of the Year</option> <option> - 2014 & 2015 FIW Manager of the Year (Butch Babineaux)</option> <option> </option> <option> Now do you believe in The Rougarou? </option> </select></center> <center><select style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8pt; background-color: cadetblue; font-weight: bold; color:black"> <option style="color:black">#SWAGOLITION</option> <option> Name: </option> <option>"The Condemned" Lucas Bergeron</option> <option>Height:</option> <option>6'4½"</option> <option>Weight:</option> <option>235 lbs.</option> <option>Hometown:</option> <option>Kandiyohi, Minnesota</option> <option>Entrance Music:</option> <option>Black Sabbath - 'Hole in the Sky'</option> <option>Wrestling Style:</option> <option>Athletic - Strong Style - Brawler</option> <option>Signature Moves:</option> <option> - Exploder Suplex </option> <option> - Powerbomb </option> <option> - German Suplex </option> <option>Finishing Moves:</option> <option> - The Manhattan Project</option> <option> - Honey Island Swamp Lock </option> <option>Title History:</option> <option> - n/a </option> <option>Other Cool Stuff:</option> <option> - 2015 FIW ReVolt Match of the Year (vs. Nemesis, 6/6/15)</option> <option> - 2015 FIW Feud of the Year (vs. Nemesis)</option> <option> - 2015 FIW Babyface of the Year</option> <option> - 2015 FIW Duo of the Year (w/ The Rougarou)</option> <option> </option> <option> Just Give The Lunatic A Chance... </option> </select></center> <center><select style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 8pt; background-color: 14b8ff; font-weight: bold; color:black"> <option style="color:black">THE MAN IN BLACK</option> <option> Name: </option> <option>Jim O'Brien </option> <option>Height:</option> <option>6'7"</option> <option>Weight:</option> <option>290 lbs.</option> <option>Hometown:</option> <option>Grant's Lick, Kentucky</option> <option>Entrance Music:</option> <option>Motörhead - 'Line in the Sand'</option> <option>Wrestling Style:</option> <option>Strong Style Powerhouse</option> <option>Signature Moves:</option> <option> - Belly-to-Belly Suplex</option> <option> - Saito Suplex </option> <option> - Jackknife Powerbomb </option> <option> - Hells Bells-plex</option> <option>Finishing Moves:</option> <option> - Hells Bells</option> <option> - F-Bomb</option> <option>Title History:</option> <option> - 2x Fighting Spirit Champion </option> <option> - 1x co-holder of the FIW Tag Team Championships of the World (w/ Jorge O'Brien)</option> <option> - 1x Ultimate Endurance Champion</option> <option> - 1x Spirit Of Honour Champion</option> <option> - 3x Dual Crown Champion</option> <option> Other Cool Stuff: </option> <option> - 2015 FIW Hall of Fame inductee</option> <option> - 2004 TNT Superstar Of The Year</option> <option> - 2004 Feud Of The Year (w/ Silent Rage)</option> <option> - 2004 Match Of The Year participant (vs. Silent Rage @ FIW Genocide) <option> - 2005 1st Runner-Up, TNT Superstar Of The Year</option> <option> - 2005 Co-Match Of The Year participant (vs. Silent Rage @ FIW Anarchy In The UK)</option> <option> - 2008 & 2012 Lady Luck Tournament Champion </option> <option> - 2008 Grand Prix Tournament Champion</option> <option> - 2008 Match of the Year participant (vs. Liam Mortell vs. Kiyoshi Nakahata @ FIW Summer of Sin) </option> <option> - 2008 1st Runner-Up, FIW Feud of the Year participant (vs. Ash Koopa)</option> <option> - 2008 1st Runner-Up, FIW (Face/Heel/Tweener) Turn of the Year</option> <option> - 2009 ReVolt Match Of The Year participant (vs. Ethan Adams @ ReVolt Against The Champions X)</option> <option> - 2009 FIW Tag Team Of The Year (The O'Brien Clan, w/ Jorge O'Brien)</option> <option> - 2009 FIW Duo Of The Year (w/ Kendra O'Brien)</option> <option> - April 2012 Superstar of the Month</option> <option> - April 2012 Storyline of the Month ("Dirty Deeds...")</option> <option> - May 2012 Superstar of the Month</option> <option> - May 2012 Match of the Month participant (vs. Damien Holburn @ FIW Deadlock)</option> <option> - July 2012 Co-Match of the Month participant (vs. Mad Dawg @ FIW ReVolt (07/01/12)</option> <option> </option> <option> So yeah, Jim was awesome. :-D </option> </select></center> | |
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| Willie | Dec 17 2007, 05:28 AM Post #2 |
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OOC: This is produced by myself and Jim collectively. We fade back up within the noisy, concrete confines of the facility's parking garage. Standing nearby the exit elevator & on the sidewalk would be the former Ultimate Endurance Champion... BRIGHTY! No just kidding. It's Jim. With a gymbag in his left hand & suitcase handle in the other, he looks... quite miserable, actually. With the look on his face, you can tell he's internally kicking himself for not arranging a rental car. It's understandable, he hasn't been on the road in a million years. And on the indies, he would drive to & fro the venues home. And now to be in Japan? Sheesh... But Jim's frown gets turned upside down as a shiny, red sports car drives down his way. Jim excitedly takes a couple steps closer to the road... only for the car to whizz by. O'Brien: "Damn..." But it's not a Ron Simmons "DAMN," more like a depressed, rejected "... damn." But soon after another car comes into view...It's a darkly colored one, very sleek, as if the driver didn't want to be seen or heard as it gently glid down the street and came to a stop. The power window slowly slides down...and a pair of forest green eyes are staring out at the former Dual Crown Champion. A light click can be heard. Nightmare: "Get in, Jim." A hearty laugh escapes the inner confines of Jim's being as he looks down at the former World Champion. O'Brien: "So this is what Toby arranged... I always wanted to ride in the Batmobile." With that, Jim slowly swings the door open & pushes the seat up, placing his bags in the back seat before pushing back the co-captain seat and climbing in himself. Without further hesitation, once the Man In Black is settled Nightmare guns the motor and they're off, driving back towards the Rainbow Hall. Nightmare: "You've been away for awhile, Jim. I hear it's for the better though...that you needed to bury your demons before you could come back." O'Brien: "Actually, yeah. I mean... I cleaned up, cold turkey, a few times but I always fell off the wagon. So the last time I did, I knew I had to take major action." Jim takes off his Cincinnati Reds cap to run a hand through his hair, his fingernails scraping at an itchy spot as he continues. O'Brien: "It's just one of those things you think you can take care of yourself. But, ya gotta be real here. How many people in our line of work have died from the same things I was doing to myself?" Nightmare smiles quietly as the car turns onto a highway, unfortunately we're not able to discern which. Nightmare: "Too many. On a lighter subject, though, what have you got ahead of you this week? Your big return and all?" O'Brien: "Well..." *chuckles* "I imagine finding a hotel to check into will be a job in of itself. I worked Japan frequently when I was younger and, well, I was a bit of a hellraiser. Needless to say I got kicked out of many hotels and rather slept that night in jail." This illicits a raspy laugh from Nightmare, as they now have the Rainbow Hall in view even though they're still quite a ways away. Nightmare: "That's half the battle in and of itself, I agree, but what about the card? Your match?" O'Brien: "Yeah, the card... I couldn't believe it when I saw it. Y'know it's been over two years since my last Dual Crown title match? And the last time I headlined TV... I don't even remember. It was surreal. It was one thing to see my name on the card, but then 'Main Event: Jim O'Brien...'" Jim reclines in his seat...or about as much as he can without adjusting. O'Brien: "And then take into account the past... two years or so. Being on my proverbial downward spiral in the company. Leaving. Getting sick. Then cleaning up last spring... It's wild. Like out of a movie or something. But, uh, what about you? You & Grant still workin' together?" Nightmare nods solemnly, the dusk transforming more and more into night as Nightmare now has to flick his headlights on. Nightmare: "Yes, we've gone on a little singles run ever since we had our reign as World Tag Team Champions, but we're about to work together again this week...We're stuck on discipline duty to be honest, as we're supposed to face Shaun Wilson and Drake Love. Drake, to me, is nothing more than an extra body to wreck, and it's gonna stay that way until Drake proves to me I should give more of a shit about him. Shaun Wilson on the other hand is just begging to get smacked back into reality--the man thinks he's on top of the world and has been ever since he won the Flycore Championship." O'Brien: "Well, Lord knows I'd be lying if I said that holding championship gold never got to my head when I had it. But sometimes it takes being taken down a few notches to get a...better understanding, if you will." Nightmare smiles coldly when he hears the Monster say that, as they are now getting closer and closer to the Rainbow Hall. Nightmare: "I agree. One can only hope that after Grant and I have knocked Shaun down a few notches, he'll decide to be more humble and really respect the position he's in. Because I guarantee you if he doesn't...I will personally find a champion who will." O'Brien: *sarcastically* "So you're also the acting comissioner?" Another raspy laugh from the Dark Knight as they pull into the Rainbow Hall's parking section and look for a parking space. It seems to somewhat surprise Nightmare that he's talking this amiably with Jim despite the fact that their careers have gone in such different directions. Nightmare: "You know what I mean. If Shaun still doesn't get it after the beating the Revolution has waiting for him...perhaps it's high time that I myself take the Flycore Championship, bring some dignity back to that title, and ensure that Shaun Wilson, title belt or no, learns the humility necessary to be a good wrestler." O'Brien: "Listen to you... Teaching humility, bringing dignity back... Don't take it the wrong way, but you don't sound too much like the Nightmare I remember." Nightmare smiles. He also sees a parking space a few rows down and guns for it. Nightmare: "The Nightmare you remember...funny, that. I couldn't go on being that person. With my mind in so many places at once...it wasn't healthy. For my body or my career. So I decided this is the path I'm gonna take. I'm gonna restore FIW to the respectable, unreachable bar of wrestling competition that it used to be, whether i have people helping me or not. I have to lead by example now, not by words." Jim nods his head in agreement. O'Brien: "I hear ya. I mean... Right now, I'm just glad to be working again. And if I don't win any belts or headline any Pay-Per-Views, I ain't gonna lose any sleep. It's not about that for me anymore. I've done and seen it all already." Nightmare: "Then why come back?" O'Brien: *grinning* "To see if I can do it again." Nightmare now comes to a stop in the open parking space, both men getting out of the car and walking to the back. Nightmare crosses his arms, the Dark Knight smiling. Nightmare: "Looks like this is our stop. Let's see if you've still got it, Monster." O'Brien: "You don't gotta worry, there's still plenty of diesel left in the tank. That or the gas gauge broke." Nightmare smiles one more time, offering a fist for the Monster to pound, which he does. Nightmare then grabs his bag out of the trunk, tossing Jim his own bag, then Nightmare slings his bag over his shoulder and walks into the Rainbow Hall annals, leaving the Man In Black alone. O'Brien: "Where it all begins... Again." Fade. |
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