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Topic Started: Jul 8 2010, 03:36 PM (42 Views)
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A dark, muggy, humid night in a parking lot filled with colossal production trucks that are smattered with the “FIW” logo, with a small sports arena off in the distance, is where we find ourselves today.

Walking through the maze of production trucks is FIW interviewer Daniel Brooks. But he stops, when something catches his eye – FIW’s most incompetent wrestler (so far), Shredder Black. We see him seated on the ground, leaned up against one of the gigantic wheels of a production truck, with a half-filled bottle of liquor and a baseball bat.

With concern, Daniel makes his way over to Shredder. He bends down to a knee, places a hand on Shredder’s shoulder and starts to shake him to wake him up.


DB: “Hey… Hey, Shre- ewww…”

That “ewww” being Daniel’s reaction after he pulls his hand from Shredder’s shoulder. Daniel immediately begins to wipe his hand off on his pant leg; hopefully removing whatever residue he contracted from Shredder. Shredder, meanwhile, is woken from his slumber.

Shredder: *grumbles incoherently*

DB: “Shredder, wake up. What’re you doin’ out here, man?”

Shredder wipes his eyes, then his nose with the sleeve of his Anthrax t-shirt – the same spot where Daniel shook him to wake him up.

Shredder: “Uh. Hey Brooksie. What’s up?”

DB: “Man, why’re you sleepin’ in the parking lot?”

Shredder: *sarcastically* “Cause I left my hotel room key in my other pair of pants.” *dramatic pause* “Victor ditched me.”

DB: “Ditched you? What for?”

Shredder: “Said I embarrassed him last week. Said I made him look bad on live TV.” *takes a swig from his bottle* “So he said he’d cut me off for the week. Make me find my own ways to travel and he’d meet me in the next TV town.”

DB: “Man, why would you ride with him? Guy’s a bit of a dick, ain’t he?”

Shredder: “Vic ain’t all that bad… Got a short fuse, but who doesn’t, y’know?”

DB: “Well, I don’t expect him to coddle you. But he could treat you with a little more respect.” *lighting up a cigarette* “Like, how come you always carry his bags? And you gotta open and close his car door for him like a chauffer?”

Shredder: “Victor says I’m payin’ my dues. He said none of the young guys pay their dues anymore, and that I’ll be better for it.”

DB: “And then when you guys check into the hotel, he makes you sleep in the lobby while he gets the room to himself!”

Shredder: “Ehhh… I’m givin’ him space. We’re on the road travelin’ all day and night. Besides, makes it easier for me to get some numbers from the maids. The hot ones, of course.”

DB: “I dunno, Shredder. I think Victor’s nothin’ but trouble.”

Shredder chuckles, and takes a swig from his bottle.

Shredder: “Good. I like trouble.”

Daniel finally seats himself next to Shredder, leaning against the truck wheel. He turns the topic of discussion towards business.

DB: “So you know you’re booked…”

Shredder: “Yeah? Wha’do I got?”

DB: *takes a drag off his cigarette* “You got a tag match this week.”

Shredder’s eyes widen with interest, and his mouth curls into a smirk.

Shredder: “Yeah? Cool. I like doin’ tag matches. Won’t be the same without Johnny, but…” *shrugs*

DB: “You’re taggin with Ordici against Mike Harrison and El Valiente.”

Shredder: “… the fuck are they? Never heard of ‘em.”

DB: “Well, you’ll get to meet them – live in Technicolor – this Sunday. I guess you ain’t heard their interviews.”

Shredder: “Nope. I’m here to fight, not talk. What do I care what anybody says? And why the hell does everybody make such a big deal outta talkin’ around here?”

DB: “Gotta pay the bills somehow. Here…”

Daniel reaches and pulls an iPhone from his side pocket. He fidgets around with it until…

DB: “Here’s some of what Mike Harrison had to say.”

Daniel holds his iPhone out for Shredder to see.

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Mike Harrison: Shredder Black, I wonder, should I be worried about you?


Shredder: “Fuckin’ better be! Ha!”

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Mike shrugs nonchalantly.

Mike Harrison: Yes, I should.


Shredder: “Told ya so.”

Quote:
 
You drunks can be rather dangerous, in a physical sense. But in terms of technically, I have you. In terms of intelligence, I have you. To be honest, I have you beat in pretty much every single area. So, what do you bring to this matchup? What could you honestly do to help Ordici win? I mean, last week you didn’t know the rules, you tried to pin your opponent in an over the top rope match. So, was that an act last week? Was it simply a mistake that will not happen again? I don’t know, but personally, it makes me wonder how you two will even pose a threat to me and El Valiente. We are legit hardworking wrestlers, whilst you two appear to be, well, a combination of a drunk and a coward.


Shredder: “What the fuck, man?! I ain’t no fuckin’ coward!”

Quote:
 
Mike Harrison: So let me make this very simple so you both can understand my message, I don’t want you getting confused with all these big words. This week, El Valiente and I are going to come down to that ring, win, and do so in style. We are two of the best high flying wrestlers in the world, and we are going to be flying high at the end of the night. It isn’t going to be easy, nothing in life that is worth anything ever is. Believe me sunshines, I am not adding a fifth defeat to my name, especially to the likes of you two, oh no. You two aren’t in my league, I mean, you aren’t in our league. Sure, you can turn up and try your best, but off your recent efforts you won’t come close. But like I said to you, Ordici, prove me wrong, because right now, it looks like one nil to the high flyers. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy...


Shredder: “That snobby, fuckin’ douchebag…”

Shredder’s face twists & contorts with anger and frustration.

Shredder: “God damn, man… I hate these kind of fuckin’ guys. These smarmy-ass motherfuckers who walk around like they’re better than everybody else cause they got money and went to college and own their own place and don’t gotta use public transportation cause they gotta compensate for their cocks bein’ the size of a sewing needle! I mean, look at ‘im! He looks like that guy everybody in town is dyin’ to punch in the face. I can’t wait ‘til I can punch him right in his fuckin’ face! You know what, I can do better…”

Shredder pulls up his baseball bat from his side for Daniel to see.

Shredder: “See this? This is the Head-Bat. It’s a bat intended to crack, smash and cave in heads. Thus, Head. Bat. I don’t care if its against the fuckin’ rules. Cause rules, like faces, are meant to be broken. Hell, fuck rules all together! And fuck the system! This candyass is gonna give me shit cause I tried to pin a guy? You know what? Where I come from, losers leave in a body bag! What, cause somebody holds my shoulders to the ground for three seconds, makes them better than me? Fuck that shit. Nobody knows a Goddamn thing ‘bout fightin’ around here! And I’m a fighter first, God dammit!”

Shredder takes a fuckin’ breath… sorry, it’s a fuckin’ habit…. Takes a swig of his drink, shakes his head and turns back to Daniel.

Shredder: “I don’t get these people, man. I’m showin’ up to matches, I’m workin’ the best I can, I go home when it’s over, and collect my share of pay to get Johnny outta jail. Sure, I ain’t here to make friends. But I ain’t interested in makin’ enemies either. I just wanna fight, collect my pay & head to the next town. And these over-sensitive douchebags wanna make shit personal. I don’t fuckin’ get it.”

Shredder gets up to a vertical base – albeit rather wobbly – and picks up his bat & bottle.

Shredder: “Man, I’m gonna bounce. I’m gonna go break some shit. Might make me feel better. See ya later, bro.”

Shredder leaves the scene, with the sounds of broken glass and car alarms following him as our scene fades out.
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<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>
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<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>
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<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>
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