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The Reject Delegation; [thread post]
Topic Started: Apr 9 2008, 02:28 AM (154 Views)
Dangerous Dan
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The screen settles on the unfamiliar image of the Reject crew mingling in a large room overlooking an empty Mohegan Sun Arena . Not unfamiliar because they wouldn't usually commune together, but unfamiliar as the private inner-workings of The Rejects are not televised, and for good reason. The room is not lavishly furnished but sat with a low-to-the-ground round table filled by all six Reject members. There seem to be no artefacts to indicate hierarchy with eachdelegate sitting on their knees or cross-legged on the floor. However, it is obvious Onikage's authority is…err…well, I'd say supreme if it weren't for the fact that Vinj, sat at his left, seems to be giving him no heed and stares inquisitively at his intricate make-up.

Vinj: Is it…is it real?

Vinj goes to touch Onikage's cheek when the Reject leader twitches his head to scowl him, prompting Vinj to pull away his hand but not his face. Left nose to nose, Vinj opens up...

Vinj: I…I didn't know you felt this way.

Vinj's monkey lips purse and Onikage has no choice but to turn his head to ignore his advances. Vinj cackles, relishing Onikage's reaction and leaving the rest of the team to their bewilderment.

Ash: What in the name of Kennedy's undergarments is he even doing here? I thought Drake was our token idiot.

Vinj: I'm with ASH!! Where are my idiot tokens – and do they come with special theme park priviledges?! I demand satisfaction!

Vinj smacks a fisted hand against the table to coincide with his final exclamation before jumping to his feet with his index pointed firmly in the air to accentuate his point…only to find that he doesn't really have one. Realising this, Vinj sheepishly falls back onto his knees; his eyes darting from one member of the group to the next.

Vinj: A-heh, heh…Mm. *dips head and clears throat* As you were, gentleman.

An awkward silence passes before the next member speaks his peace.
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Ash
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Glaring across at Vinj from the other side of this low, round table is Ash Koopa. Just to bulk out the text, Ash is wearing blue, denim jeans, a white t-shirt with the outline of Richard Pryor's face on it and a dark blue jacket. Ash purposely clears his throat, drawing the attention of his peers, and places his hands down on the table top, before turning his attention toward Onikage.

Ash: "You promised me that this sort of thing wouldn't happen, Clown boy."

Surprised by the comments, Onikage raises an inquisitive eyebrow at Ash.

Ash: "We agreed, when I joined the Rejects, that you wouldn't be recruiting any goofs or retards to the group. Even though I don't quite fit the agenda, you specifically said that I would work with tortured souls and other people who's beliefs didn't quite fit in with the norm. Kiyoshi's here because he believes in respect, which is pretty unusual in this day and age. Colbert is here because no-one quite gets him; he's too British for his own good. And I'm here because the price was right."

Looking round the table at his peers, Ash sneers in the direction of Vinj, until laying his eyes on Drake. Realising the expression on Ash's face, Drake tilts his head to the left and stares back at Ash, as if trying to predict his next move.

Ash: "I can't criticise Onikage's position, as it's his group. But I would love to know what you're still doing here, Love. You still want to stand side-by-side with a group that lead you to the slaughter like a little lamb. With me, it was different as I joined the group after taking a beating, but the fact that you're still here amazes me. But that I was told to beat on you to signify my joining the group and now, we're sat across from one another at a group meeting. It tickles me pink, knowing that I may have a personal punch bag to practice on."

Crossing his arms against his chest, Ash allows a smirk to cross his face.

Ash: "So, out with it, Drake. What's the Clown Boy offering you that is so sweet that you're willing to stay with the group. It must be something good for you to wake up every morning and come to work knowing that a guy in your team beat the crap out of you."

Staring across the table, Ash stares at Drake, waiting for some sort of answer from the bald-headed guy. Yeah.
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Kryten Shards
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Before the two Rejects come to verbal blows it is a hand from the advisor of the brotherhood that extends out over the table. Those painted digits come right into the duo's line of vision and draw their attention back over to the man that sits to the side of each. As per usual the small pleasant smile is etched on the lips of the Straight Edge Artist and leaves him looking almost nice in comparison to his comrades. His hand still in the air gestures at the two to be quiet for a moment and to settle down, allowing him to speak.

Onikage: To clarify Brother Ashley's claim, I told him that as apart of our union he would have his first chance to make a memory in that match. And, to do what he felt was needed to make a big enough impact that said memory would be left in the minds of the viewers. So, while I never said he couldn't strike down our Brother Jason alongside the oaf, James Brody or Miss Sommers. I also never said that he could do so and considered it a shame when he did end up taking out one of our own.

Gently his other hand finds its way over to the blur haired man that sits beside him and it runs its fingers through said blue locks. In a bizarre display, it almost looks like the Savior of Sorrow is petting Vinj on the head like a pet or how a parent may to a child to sooth it. Though it is hard to tell with the ever unpredictable Veeject, it would appear that on some level it is doing just that to him. Those pure white eyes peer over to the newest member before they find their way back over to the Koopamaniac.

Onikage: Unlike what some people like to believe or claim Brother Ashley, we are not all from the same walk of life in the brotherhood. If we, the forsaken were these very robots we fight against...why, we'd all be sitting here in face paint and proclaiming Straight Edge the best life style. Yet I do believe Brother Colbert was showing quite the opposite mentality last week and you, Brother Ashley have been known to have a pint or two. No, the forsaken are every shade of the rainbow and we all have our own goals, our own beliefs, and our own thoughts.

There is a small hiss like chuckle that comes out from deep within the Messiah of the Mind's throat and his expression muses over these thoughts. It is during this chuckle that his fingers work quicker on the Veeject's head and further lures him into a sense of peace.

Onikage: Granted, it is these people that like to believe we are the ones that have started this war and are fighting it. Rather than us coming together to get what is rightfully ours and the other side making it a war out of it. Trying their best to build a resistance against us to try and deny us what belongs to us, and to send us back down to their sewers and gutters. But I digress, I'm losing my point here...

Suddenly those gentle fingers cease and close in on the blue strands, and enclose them within their grasp. FIW's Morning Star ever so slightly yanks back to make Vinj sit at attention and for all the other Rejects' eyes to fall upon the man.

Onikage: Brother Jack may like to have his fun and games, and he may very well come off as quite the joker to the common eye. However this soul is a wandering one and one that has lost many things in its time on this realm of existence. His best friend and the rest of his natural healthy life, and access back to the place he feels at home being only three of the things stripped from him in his short time breathing and functioning. I would think if any one would spare a moment and have empathy, not sympathy for him; it would be us, those that have been denied. Joker he perhaps is but in two weeks' span he's destroyed two wrestlers' careers and defeated Miss Sommers for you all, I believe that shows what hides beneath the smile...

The last word lingers in the Reject Advisor's throat and slithers out in a hiss, and when it finally finishes his fingers relax. Blue clumps of hair slip away and out of his fingers, and Vinj is back to being able to properly move about as he pleases. The Savior of Sorrow's hand falls to his side and his eyes continue to stare across the table at Koopa, both of his hands now resting on his lap.

Onikage: Also, I would prefer it if you call me by the name used within this brotherhood or my one true name for future reference. Since I show you respect calling you by your given name when I speak to you. The least you could do is show me some form of the same respect back when speaking to me. Especially when one considers what it is I've done for you since you've joined our brotherhood in terms of your career.

Ever so much the Messiah of the Mind bows his head towards his fellow Reject and continues to smile at him.

Onikage: Thank you.

Allowing the attention to slip back away from him, the Straight Edge Artist leaves the floor to any of his brothers to speak upon...
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Ash
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Staring back across at Onikage, a slight sneer breaks on Ash's face.

Ash: "You're welcome."

Turning his attention away from the chairman, Ash glances around the table at the other individuals and sighs to himself. Quickly realising that no-one else is particularly willing to continue on from his verbal battering, Ash quickly sips from a plastic cup of water and decides to address his cohorts once again.

Ash: "Not being funny, but is there a purpose to this meeting? An agenda? If there isn't, I don't really want to be here any longer than I have to. For one thing, this stupid table is giving me a bad back. And really, I could be out walking the streets of wherever the Hell we are. So unless anyone has something worthwhile to say, I'm out of here.."

Glancing around expectantly at the group, Ash ensures to make eye contact with everyone. Except for Vinj..
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Dangerous Dan
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...and so taken off guard when Vinj opens his mouth to speak.

Vinj: Look, umm, there is...was, a purpose to this meeting. It's not hard to see that some of us are a bit...tense, at the moment. There's obviusly a lot happening underneath the Veejec-

Vinj is interrupted by five sets of daggers being pointed at him from his peers for obvious reasons.

Vinj: t...bod..iie. Righto then. Guess I can 'vinj' a name change off the agenda…

Vinj produces a crumpled up sheet off paper and a flick knife from his cargo pocket. He then unravels the paper and then stabs it, obviously his way of
'crossing it off the list'. Looking back towards the group, Vinj fronts a queried facial expression.


Vinj: By the way, is someone taking minutes?

The daggers have not been put away and neither has Vinj's obliviousness.

Vinj: No? Just thought, professionalism. OK. *coughs* So, purpose...meeting...oh, right. So here's a document which I really think could sorta, ya know, unite us altogether. It's something that I know speaks to me on a personal level, so ahh...I hope you like it too.

Vinj's lower body disappears under the table for a moment before reappearing with a suitcase. Apparently with no working lock, Vinj pulls the case open and dumps the contents of the case, a few syringes an apple and scattered papers, over the table.

Vinj: Just take a picture each and tell me what you think. Oh, and just ignore the 'Vee' bit. You'll know what I'm talking about. When I was putting this togethert I really got this sense of-urg! Really, ya know, of just getting up there and-URRRRG. With everything, yeah?

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Vinj looks earnestly inspired by whatever it is he's put forth to the group. However…

Colbert: For ALL the HORSES in ENGLAND!!! What is this?
I…I don't even have a FACE?! I'm some kid of tie-body contraption.


Vinj: Well, you still managed to figure out which one was you.

Colbert: Well obviously...I mean, it's the only character representation with any sense of panache, but...

Ash: Tell me, am I supposed to be wearing a lion cloth in this?

Drake: Ha! I think I can see Brother Onikage's…umm…nothing,
actually.


Ash: You can see his 'nothing'?

Drake: SHUTUP!

Vinj: I really like the part where you can see my abs.

Vinj looks over Colbert's shoulder and onto his copy of the drawing, pointing out exactly where his abs are in case he didn't notice.

Kiyoshi: The area mass of my head is clearly more proportional to my body in real life. And why is that you're the only one with any semblance of human form?

Vinj: Hm? No, not the only one. All your bits are there. See, I drew in your gloves, and the championship belt. And you're, like, 'Grr! I'm fighting!' Coz…you like…fighting. Yaaay, Kiyoshiii.

Onikage: Brother Jack…

Onikage rubs his palm down his face, obviously frustrated by the situation.

Vinj: How does your make-up not smudge?

Vinj redirects his attention back to Onikage and the vein which seems to be pulsing on his neck despite the smile still on his painted lips.

Vinj: You should really get that checked out. Stress

can kill, ya know?. I've seen it happen. Well…sorta. It wasn't so much stress as it was a pocket knife in someone's left kidney. And they didn't so much die as they did…live. Yeah.


Some Reject members continue to look at the drawings, turning them sideways to see if maybe Vinj's inspiration might fall on them from a different angle. Some place the pictures on the table and ignore it, and some begin to accept that Vinj's behaviour is simply a different version of normal. Vinj places his elbows on the table and leans forward onto his hands, looking up at his comrades...

Vinj: Well, if no one else has got anything to say...

Vinj doesn't finish his sentance, leaving it open to the floor or closed to the door that his eyes wander toward.
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Drake
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Drake rises from his chair slowly as he looks around at the various members aligned around this meeting room.

Drake: You know what? I have other places to be. And for the record Ash Koopa, I don't like you one little bit. I could care less about this whole brotherhood speel that is trying to be feed down my throat. I don't trust any of you to be honest, maybe this new kid Vinj more so than anyone else but even him not very far. And I swear to Katherine Heigl there Mister Koopa that our day in the sun will come. It may not be today, hell it probably won't even be tomorrow. But I don't forget and I damn sure will never forgive. So yeah I will be coming out at Revolt to Reject colors and the whole song and dance. Just know that maybe, just maybe, I am not here to save the Rejects but maybe I am here to destroy them.

With a look of pure rage Drake takes a final look at Vinj's childish drawing and shakes his head.

Drake: I have a DVD signing I am late for.

With that Drake turns away and walks out the door leaving before anyone can repute his words.
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Dai
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Kiyoshi: Well...

The Yeti, Kiyoshi Nakahata is at a loss for words. An understandable side effect of being in the same room as Vinj for any length of time. To this point, Kiyoshi has been doing what he usually does in this situation: keeping quiet. If the truth were to ever come out that he doesn't much care about any of the goings on so far in the room, then there would be nothing sort of utter anarchy. Or possibly just apathy, since people don't even expect him to listen to challenges these days without kicking him in the teeth, but that doesn't change the fact that he lets the piece of paper handed to him slip through his fingers.

Kiyoshi: I was wondering if would be discussing any of the important business of the day while were here, but short of picking at the scabs between Mr. Koopa and Mr. Love and gazing in wonder at a true candidate for the Turner Prize, there is very little of that going on here.

Kiyoshi turns his head to acknowledge Vinj for possibly the first time.

Kiyoshi: Incidentally, congratulations on a triumphant return; and dropping Kennedy on her head.

After an almost confusingly emotionless sentence, he bows, very slightly. It is extremely difficult to pick out whether he was being serious, reproachful or - most probably - just saying it to be polite.

Kiyoshi: I hope that you can keep it up against the Brothers McConnaigh.

He has a look at Colbert and Ash in turn for the next bit.

Kiyoshi: Mr. Koopa, Brother Colbert...

There might be a hint of something in there, but I do not know what. He lifts his hand off the table, and slams it down, although he stops it short of hitting the table, and slowly lowers it down.

Kiyoshi: I would ask you to do me a small favour. I know that you, Colbert, have your own business with the man, but if you could please keep Mr. O'Brien and Mr. Wilson off my back long enough to come face to face with Grant Rice, I would be most obliged. Contractual clause, or not, I am not going to allow him to challenge me unless he is prepared to try that Uzi while he actually has a match with me...

His fingernails dig into the picture under his hand and as it slowly contracts, it begins to crumple in his grip, the sound of paper being forced to slowly fold up is left for a moment as the only sound in the room.

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Mike "Ace" Rimmer
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Colbert stops Vinj before he can follow Drake.

Colbert: Hold up a second Vinjent Vin Jogh. I have had masterpieces painted for me to be put up on the family wall in the mansion...I have had fan art sent to me involving the General and I in some very unusual positions...hell even Jay Bain once drew a picture of my face as part of an elaborate explanation on why you either love or hate marmite, and that was still vastly better than what can only be described as the drawings of a 2 year old kid that's resorted to the contents of his own nose, because mother doesn't let him play with crayons anymore...

This statement is met with somewhat of a confused look by Vinj, and even some of the Rejects struggle to get their head around the mouthful that Colbert had just laid out.

Colbert: Alright...perhaps a bit too much...

Colbert slowly swallows his pride, and walks over to Vinj. He takes in a deep breath, and places his arm around Vinj's shoulders.

Colbert: Thanks....buddy. This picture's really...swell...I especially like the....tie?

Vinj nods his head with genuine enthusiasm.

Colbert: Yeah...these are great and I think you especially caught Drake...demeanour. However I think I speak for everyone when I say that you should probably not do another one...for fear of not being able to top this one...you don't want to ruin a great past achievement.

Vinj gives this suggestion mild consideration...while probably more trying to figure out than actually ever thinking of stopping his lovely drawings.

Colbert: Which I do believe is a good point for this week's match against Grant Rice...last week was yet another monumental victory for The Rejects against some of FIW's finest non-Rejects...well if you can call them fine...and yet this week we are against perhaps the most pathetic of all of the opponents and his team of morally deranged or morally inbred cronies...

Again Colbert's met with confused looks.

Colbert: I don't know who the opponents are! But does that even matter?! I mean I think we're all thinking the same thing at the moment! If Grant thinks that he's going to be facing Kiyoshi for the title, what happens to my UIC title shot?!

Now the confused looks are replaced with blank looks.

Colbert: The one I won at Anarchy?

Nothing.

Colbert: In that big ass dark match?

Nothing.

Colbert: For fuck's sake Ash, you were there man!

Eyes turn to Ash Koopa, who just shurgs.

Colbert: OH COME ON! I'M THE UIC NO.1 CONTENDER AND GRANT'S THE TITLE HOLDER!

From this statement...silence. Until...

Vinj: ...Volbert Vottington...could work...

Colbert: Look, just forget it alright?! Listen seeming as the rest of you do not care about the match, not to mention my title shot, I'll cut a little promo myself. Grant Rice was Nightmare's little bum boy and no matter how much he achieves and who he beats, he will always be that. Who are the other one's?

Onikage: ...Jim O'Brien and Shaun Wilson.

Colbert: Well that's easy! I've already beaten Shaun so that should be no problem, and I've never even heard of the other one...whatever he is...but back to my original point, this match will never be as good as last week...any questions?

Colbert opens up the floor once more...even though it's probably never going to be replied to by now...
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Ash: "Yeah."

All eyes are drawn back in Ash's direction, and a vague groan escapes the mouth of one occupant, though it is unclear as to who exactly let it go. Ash eyes the remaining men suspiciously, glancing down at the picture on the table, before looking to Onikage.

Ash: "Why is it, nearly every week, I get put in a match with Shaun Wilson? I know the man is black, but that doesn't qualify him to be my permanent shadow. Every second match seems to involve him for some unclear reason. If I toil at the bottom of the card, he's there, lurking behind me somewhere. And then, last week, I got to compete in the main event. Now, one week on, Shaun Wilson is in the bloody main event as well."

Clearly frustrated, Ash screws up the piece of paper and throws it at the table, causing it to bounce up and zing past Kiyoshi's head. Surprisingly, Ash glares at Kiyoshi as though he had done something wrong, then turns back to Onikage.

Ash: "I can appreciate Jim O'Breen being in the match in order to play up that I have a shot at his belt. Which leads me to answer Colbert's question with a question of my own. Brother Clown Boy, when do I get my shot?"

Again, Ash glances around the table, purposely avoiding Vinj, before resting his eyes on Onikage and smirking to himself..
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Mike "Ace" Rimmer
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Colbert: And I bet you that he's not going to get one complaint about that Black comment, yet all I do is refer to him and say the N word...but yeah sure we need to make sure these title shots are ours! I mean hey, if he beats Kiyoshi, I could be in line to beat the DC Champion!

This comment gets a dirty look from Kiyoshi.

Colbert: Which would never happen of course...ANSWER OUR QUESTION ONIKAGE! Sir...
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