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| Violence Fetish Cibernetico Drawing; FIW.com Exclusive | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 21 2011, 05:08 AM (151 Views) | |
| Clockman89 | Nov 21 2011, 05:08 AM Post #1 |
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Spiral Out, Keep Going
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Hey, what's this shit? It's the Cibernetico drawing! Don't know what that is? Well shut up, stop asking questions and I'll answer it. Geez. No patience at all with you young people. We're in a backstage area where Toby Bostock is the Emcee like last year. There's two bingo ball cages on two tables. To his left there's a card that says "Team Seigi Sentai" and the other table says "The Other Team." It's brightly lit, and there's some candy bowls lying around for people to snack on. Bostock: Hello people! Right this is filmed and on FIW.com for the record. Bostock: We're back here again, to see the batting order for the Cibernetico. Like last year there are two cages, each with enough numbered balls for everyone of both teams. ...hehe. Balls. Bostock: In just a moment members from either team will file in and reach in to a set of balls to find out their batting order. ...aaany second now. (OOC: Like last year I took the Cibernetico and decided to add in an extra challenge--tell me your order! Each cage contains a ball, 1 through 13. So when replying pay attention to who has said what before you. If you're not sure which team you're on, check the card. EDIT: Tammy has provided this link to a dork dice rolling apparati. So if you want to choose a number, but want it to be truly random, visit link. If you wanna choose, then choose.) |
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| Sarah Twilight | Nov 21 2011, 05:17 AM Post #2 |
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Mistress of Mischief
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OOC: I used the dice roller..to actually randomize it. I know it's for that dork game, but hey...random is good for this ![]() Sarah Twilight takes the initiative to draw first for her team. She reaches her hand into the Seigi Sentai fish bowl and pulls a ball from it. She has a look at the number and smirks, tossing it to Bostock. Sarah: Doesn't matter to me. She heads out of the room now, not wanting to spend anymore time around these people than she had to. Toby Bostock holds up her ball that displays the number 10. |
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| Mjölnir | Nov 21 2011, 05:22 AM Post #3 |
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Is it any surprise that the Seigi Sentai is the first two men on the scene for the drawing? Skull's scowl is ever present and his arms are crossed, he isn't happy about having to do this but he knows it is something that must be done. Kamen's more eager about it, skipping in behind his partner though he obviously had been confused about how this worked. Having believed FIW's Cibernetico worked like any others and the captains chose the batting order for their teams in the match. Oh well, whatever! Skull is the first to reach inside the cage and he produces a ball, his scowl fades into a tiny smirk. It would seem that he's quite happy about the number he got in this random drawing, or maybe he killed somebody on the way here. It's hard to tell, considering he doesn't get happy about much and this is about the extent of what he shows emotion-wise. His gloved hand shows the camera the ball, revealing the number on it to be one that most would be unhappy about, it's #1. Kamen's up next and he scoots past his partner in crime fighting to fish inside the cage, and boy is he ever! He's trying his hardest to select one, looking like his arm's struggling against an amazing current from a tidal wave or something. When he brings his gloved hand back out and he looks at the ball, he is jumping up & down for joy at what he sees. The champion spins around and he strikes a dramatic pose, revealing the ball to the camera in the process of his pose! It's unlucky #13. TB: So one captain's the first person for his team, and the other co-captain's going to be the last person in his team to enter the match! Talk about a surprising turn of events! The smile on Skull's face disturbingly grows larger when he sees what number Kamen's drawn as well. It would seem, for some reason, he's happy that Kamen's going to be the last person to enter the match for their team. Maybe he wanted the batting order all along to be something of a Seigi Sentai sandwich, with them acting as the pieces of bread. Whatever the case, both toss their balls to Toby and they're making their exit from the scene as quickly as they arrived. |
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| Jo | Nov 21 2011, 12:37 PM Post #4 |
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Worst One
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Pink in the doorframe as Blink slowly peeks inside hoping nobody will be in there. Just Toby, so indeed nobody is in there. However, she shakes her head of that thought because Toby isn't a nobody. She's about to apologize but then remembers that thankfully she never said what she was thinking this time. Whew, she's still got a little self control in her. Blink: [size0]Um...I-is this...is this the drawing room? Toby looks to his right then left at the cages with the numbered balls then back at Blink. Alright, Toby, snappy answer to stupid question time. Toby: No, this is the...drawing room. Silence. If Blink were any more forward she'd mention that that's what she just asked. Instead she's just thankful to be in the room she's supposed to be in and alone at that. Blink: [size0]Thank you, She approaches the two cages with her hand slightly outreached until she stops. So which cage does she reach into? She knows she's not on Kamen Ranger's team, so does that make her on “The Other Team”? She supposes so as she reaches in but pulls her hand back just in time when Toby begins rotating the cage. Toby: Sorry, almost forgot to do this. Didn't really think any of you guys would show up. Blink eyes up at Toby not really wanting to make conversation, she just wants to reach in, take a number, then leave before anyone comes in. Anyone that might question her teaming decision or try to talk her from her plan to purposefully lose. Toby: Shame you got here so late, you just missed both Kamen Ranger and Sarah. A little look of uncertainty on her face as those were the two names she was trying to avoid here. Just for now where it would be proper to speak about the match. She told Sarah her plans and she seemed to be alright with it, but still it's not something she wants to repeat if she can get away with it. Toby: Anyway, reach on in there. Indeed Blink is finally able to reach in to pull out a number. She looks at it briefly, not thinking much of it, before holding it out for Toby to take. Seeing as how the draw just took place Toby is instantly ready to recognize that one as it seems the fates of D&D are conspiring against the newest couple in FIW. Toby: Number ten. Wow. Blink turns the ball around so she can get confirmation on it. Maybe she thought it said 01 before. She shrugs holding the ball out again for Toby to take, which he finally does allowing the Bad Girl to bow and begin to leave. Toby: You know Sarah got ten as well. Blink doesn't stop but she certainly hesitates in her movement as the thought crosses her mind of being in the ring with Sarah so early. But it's just a simple pinfall. Blink will lie on her back and Sarah will get on top of her. Toby: [size0]Of course she gets tens in all kinds of scales. Ten out of a hundred! Ha, ha, ha. No, that's not nice. She is pretty hot, huh, Blink? Blink? Gone. But he's not alone as both Sadovsky and Kimberly have entered the room. Toby doesn't spend his time looking too down as Sadovsky is the person he's just been waiting for. Toby: Hold on there, big guy, I remember last year you couldn't get your hand in...so I did this! By “This” Toby means the side door that he opens. The balls spill out, much to Toby's horror, and Sadovsky grabs hold of the first one that bounces at him. He simply glances at it then leaves it with the rest. Infinity?! Oh, wait, no. Heh, that's eight. Heh. He leaves, Kimberly leaves, and Toby scrambles before the next person enters. |
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| Martyn | Nov 21 2011, 01:25 PM Post #5 |
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The next person to enter the room and see Toby scrambling for balls is Lee Mason. LM: Yo Tobes, whatchya doing down there? Toby looks up at Lee Mason, coddling the remaining balls in his hands before climbing to his feet and making his way back to the empty cage. TB: I made some special arrangements for Pyotr and the balls ended up going everywhere… Mason frowns with a combination of humour and disdain, holding out his arms in a “too much information” gesture. LM: Okayyy… Into the big guys. Whatever… TB: What? No, let me explain. LM: I’d love to hear it Tobes, I really would, but I’m kind of in a rush, got a big meeting to attend… With that, Lee decides to take one of the randomly numbered balls from Toby’s grasp rather than waiting for him to enter them back in the cage. TB: Wait! You can’t do it that way! LM: Too late, it’s already done. Mason turns the ball around and holds it up at eye level. LM: Sweet! Number eleven! Mason fist pumps the air before turning and leaving, leaving Toby to finish organising his balls. |
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| Ash | Nov 21 2011, 04:22 PM Post #6 |
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Capt. Ash Kapow~!
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As Lee makes it to the door, Damien Holburn walks into the room. Damien: "Hey, bro." Lee: "Hey. Here to pick a number?" Damien: "Yup. Am I too late or are there any good ones left?" Lee: "You'll have to check with Tobes. He's in charge of it all, but I think he's doing something special for Pyotr's balls. Anyway, I need to run - meeting to attend. Catch you later." With a confused look on his face, Damien stands with his mouth open as he fist-bumps Lee, before nodding to his ally. As Lee leaves the room, Damien shakes himself back to focus on the task at hand. He turns and walks toward the lottery drum, but offers his hand out to Toby for a handshake, who happily accepts. Damien: "Good to see you, Toby. Lee was just telling me that you were doing something special for Sadovsky?" Toby: "No!! Uh, I mean, no. He has big hands and-" Damien: "Oh, so you do like bears. I'd heard stories about that. Anyway, how does this work. Do I pick a ball myself or are you gonna reach in and fondle around?" As a giant grin breaks on Damien's face, Toby narrows his eyes and glares at Tornado whilst muttering something under his breath. Opting not to try and defend himself any more, Toby turns and opens the drum, then motions to Damien to help himself. Toby: "Help yourself. I can tell that the number one slot has already been claimed, as has the very last. Chances are, you'll draw an early number." Damien: "That's exactly what I want." And with that, Damien thrusts his hand into the drum and looks up at the ceiling as he rummages around for the ball that will decide his destiny. After a few seconds, he pulls his hand out, clenching a little ball, then turns to look at it. Nodding to himself, Damien hands the ball over to Toby and turns to face the camera, holding up all four fingers on his right hand. Damien: "Tornado four life!" As Toby checks the ball, Damien slaps him on the shoulder and nods to the interviewer, then makes his exit toward the door as the next person conveniently appears at the same time.. |
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| Willie | Nov 21 2011, 04:58 PM Post #7 |
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-=Badd Breed=-
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El Valiente and Darren Hayes are next, although they've been here basically this entire time. Luchadores have that ninja way about them I guess, and Darren? Darren's just within the aura of El Valiente, so anybody near Val is just as ninja. Anyhow, both belly up to the bar with the Lucha Leyenda going first, he digs around and produces a ball from the pit, holding it up to the camera with a huge grin on his face. El V: "El Valiente~, numero nueve!" Val is Number 9. Hayes is next, looking very calm and collected, making sure anybody from the opposing team can hear him if they're nearby. He's got his number, and he tosses it to Bostock. Hayes: "I'm comin' in number five." Hayes looks like he feels pretty good about being so early in the batting order, even though he's not sure who he'll face yet. The two friends now leave the area leaving it up to the rest of their team to draw. |
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| That Darn Seph | Nov 21 2011, 06:34 PM Post #8 |
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The High Elevation Sensation!
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Bursting into the room, Neo quickly examines his surroundings and moves on to the ball cage. Neo: "Toby." Toby: "Neo." With haste he motions to the ball cage and Toby rolls it several times to give it some effect. Neo curls his lips as he slowly rubs his hands together, gritting his teeth and squeezing his hands into his palms. Toby: "Excited?" Neo: "This is my chance Toby, this is my chance to bring glory back to the name Neo Carner. No more riding the rails Carner, no way. This is my opportunity for a clean break, to make sure everyone knows the name Neo Carner and they say it with pride. I need to come back Toby...I just need to." Toby: "I believe in you buddy." Neo: "Thanks Toby." Opening the cage, Neo reaches in and grasps a ball with his right hand. With a tug he pulls the ball out and looks at it. His face registers a blank and he doesn't speak. Toby: "What'd ya get?" Neo: "..." Silence, the two men stand side to side without speaking a word. Toby: "Neo?" Neo: "..." Toby: "Neo?!" Neo: "You know...I'm not an empty man Toby. I have a heart, it beats with fiery passion and it feels. It feels a whole lot, and in the last year...I haven't been the guy that I've wanted to be. I've gotten close to my destination but I've always felt like I was one taxi cab away from truly attaining my greatness...I've let people down...I've gotten them close to climax...but I've never really accomplished anything...this year especially. I feel like 2011 was supposed to be my year...a year to prove myself to be a man...But I haven't..." He grips the ball tightly in his hand and grins. Neo: "Not anymore...This time I prove to the world that I deserve without a shadow of a doubt...everything I've ever worked for. I deserve to be Dual Crown Champion...and with this number at my side...I carry a sword to carve my path!" Toby: "So..what is it?" Lifting the ball up to Toby's face, he turns the sphere and reveals the numerical value. Toby: "...Two!? Two? You're excited about two!?" Neo: "This is my chance Toby...I did it in the last Elimination Chamber...and I plan on doing it here...I'm going to go the distance and prove everyone wrong. This is my shot, I can't blow it. Neo's number ONE but he's entering number two!!" He grips the ball tightly and storms off, wait was he supposed to give the number to Toby!? |
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| aaaantoine | Nov 21 2011, 10:21 PM Post #9 |
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What it is.
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With a strut that nearly defies his character as many have perceived it up to this point, El Cuervo Blanco enters the room, and has a glance at each of the two tables. He approaches the Seigi Sentai table, where Toby awaits him. Toby Bostock: And how are you doing this fine day, Cuervo? Cuervo shrugs. Toby Bostock: Can't complain, huh? I hear ya. Cuervo is about to reach into the bowl... Toby Bostock: QUICK! What's two plus two!? The man with the blank face pauses, and stares at Toby. With his other hand, he holds up four fingers. Toby snaps his own fingers together in a fit of agitation. Toby Bostock: ...I'll get you to talk yet. Shaking his head, Cuervo reaches into the bowl and pulls out a ball with a number on it. He reads the number to himself. N32? What the... Toby must have left this one in by accident. Cuervo puts it aside and attempts to draw again, but Toby scrambles to grab his wrist. Toby Bostock: Hey, you can't double-pick! Puzzled, Cuervo looks up at Toby. He shows the ball he had just picked to Toby, catching him off-guard. Toby Bostock: ...N32? Oh! Toby darts to the end of the table, where he has a piece of paper with some chips laid out on it in a grid. He scans the paper and puts one more chip down. Scanning again, he thrusts his arms into the air triumphantly. Toby Bostock: BINGO! Cuervo watches this quietly, and Toby realizes he's waiting for a proper number. Toby Bostock: Right. That's... Uh... That's three. The Silent Luchador tilts his head. Toby Bostock: ...Fine, draw again. Tossing the Bingo number aside, Cuervo complies. He shows this one to Toby as well. Toby Bostock: You got number 7, huh? That puts you right smack dab in the middle. El Cuervo Blanco sets this one down gently onto the table and walks out the way he came in. |
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| Clockman89 | Nov 28 2011, 12:15 AM Post #10 |
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Spiral Out, Keep Going
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As if on cue--whaddya mean there wasn't any cue?--James Unger strolls in with an exaggerated and unwarranted swagger. He strolls up to the other team cage. Toby: Hey. Where's Krychek? Unger: He sent me to do it. Something about payment for the not shutting up crack. Toby: Uh, I'm pretty sure only the wrestlers can draw them... Unger: I'm a wrestler... Toby: I mean the ones good enough to actually be employed here. ...Unger's eyes narrow. Unger: Out of the way, jerk. This lackluster moment can only get better with Monique Raina's appearance and Razorback. She skips merrily while he follows along, hunched over and growling at people. She arrives at the table and giggles happily. Why she's happy? I'm assuming she huffs laughing gas before getting on camera. Monique: Hi, Toby! Toby: Hi! Toby's a lonely man so his focus is entirely on Monique: So like...is this where people get their numbers for the fancy match? The Ciber...Ciber...ian... Ciberian thing? Toby: Cibernetico. Monique: No... Cruz has been talking alot about the Ciberian. Toby: Ah. Well yeah this it, then. Monique looks at the balls in the cage. Monique: They're all shiny. Which one should I chose? Toby: Well it's supposed to be random. Monique: ...but then how do I know I'm getting Razorback a good number? Toby: Well you don't. It's fair that way. Monique: Okay then! Monique sticks her hand into the cage and begins rooting around. Unger: Wait! She's not a wrestler. Get her hand out of there! Toby: Well her quote unquote client is here. Monique: Pet! He prefers pet. Unger: That's fucking stupid. Razorback growls at Unger, and the pseudo-soldier's eyes grow wide as he wasn't prepared for a fight. Unger: Fine, pet, pet! Razorback's growl grows quieter. Monique: Besides I'm totally a wrestler here, I won a match! Unger: Because Kimberly beat you up too badly! Monique: A win is a win! You can't take it away from me! Monique sticks her tongue out at Unger, and Toby squirms uncomfortably. It's the sexiest position he's found himself in, in all his life. Monique pulls out a ball and looks at it. Monique: Eight! Razorback quickly moves his head forward and catches it in his mouth. Razorback chews on the ball. Toby: Hey! We need those for next year. Monique: Bad, Razorback! Spit it out. Razorback shakes his head. Monique: Right now! Razorback shakes his head again, and Monique grabs him under the jaw, and holds his nose. Razorback fights it, and while Toby is distracted Unger grabs a ball and runs off. Unger: THREE! THREE! Toby: I need that one back too! And it comes flying back. There's a big swallow from Razorback and he finally opens his mouth. No ball. Toby: Aaagh! I paid for this out of my own pocket. Monique looks kinda sad. She doesn't like people not being happy. Monique: I'll get it back to you when he's done with it. Toby: ...hmm... Well, I'll leave this joke open for next year! Will we just be missing number eight next time? Or will number eight be there and be the number no one wants?! Tune in to find out! --Also, here's how it all stands: SENTAI Team: 01: The Phantom Skull 02: Neo Carner 03: 04: Damien Holburn 05: Darren Hayes 06: 07: El Cuervo Blanco 08: Pyotr Sadovsky 09: El Valiente 10: Sarah Twilight 11: Lee Mason 12: 13: Super Kamen Ranger OTHER Team: 01: 02: 03: Rurik Krychek 04: 05: 06: 07: 08: Razorback 09: 10: Blink 11: 12: 13: |
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| Skell | Dec 1 2011, 04:18 AM Post #11 |
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And so we sit as nothing happens in this topic for days... DAYS I SAY! Until a familiar little diddy starts going through your head... one that sounds like it's coming from a speaker just outside the door to the room... one that sounds like... Announcer: "The following is a Maxime Rowley Internet Exclusive." Yeah that's it... With that the one and only Maxime "The Greatest" JK Rowley, master of 1002 arm drags and a whole bunch of other neato accomplishments waltzes ...rather literally as "On the Beautiful Blue Danube" has started to play from a mysterious speaker. Hijo: "Alright I'm here what the hell am I supposed to do again?" Max stars at Toby. Toby Bostock: "Take a ball out of the hopper and tell me what the number it is." Hijo: "I know what to do? What type of unprofessional clod do you take me for?" Toby Bostock: "you asked..." Hijo: "I know what I said." Toby Bostock: "Will you just get this over with... and grab your ball... let me remind you again you only get to choose one ball, don't try and pull the same stunt you did last year." Hijo: "Toby let me stop you right there... we both know exactly how this is going to play out. You're going to argue with me and I'm just going to do what I'm going to do anyway because I'm a rebel and play by my own rules." Toby Bostock: "But." Hijo: "Do you know anyone else that would do a victory lap around the arena get changed and then return to ringside when I'm needed!? " Toby Bostock: "No..." Hijo: "Exactly! I'm awesome! I live by my own rules, you can't contain me! So if I want to sort through countless numbers of balls till I'm satisfied with the number I chose than that's what I'm going to do." Toby Bostock: "but..." Hijo: "Furthermore, you will notice that last year I went through more than triple the number of balls in there so I could have just been doing a comedy schtick till I redrew the same ball I drew in the first place... now then we have bidness..." Max clears his throat and reaches into the Other Team hopper, and comes up with a ball and looks at it. Hijo: "Well that's convenient... I'm still number one." Max hands the ball to Toby and walks out of the room and the music finishes. Toby Bostock: "Well... that was... something... Monique is Christian coming?" Monique Raina: "I think so... he said something about it being an une-qui-vo-cal aberration unfit of his attention." Toby Bostock: "Actually, that would probably be a no then... will you just choose his spot then." Monique Raina: "Ok." Monique once again reaches in and grabs Cruz's ball... and looks it over Monique Raina: "ONE THREE! " Toby Bostock: "Ok... thirteen..." Bostock adds the names to the batting order. Just then... the colors of the tv you are watching this on screw up! What the hell did you do... everything's all orangey brown... good going... anyway, after this happens Shackleford the butler silently walks into the scene. Toby Bostock: Ok, Shackleford I suppose you are here to grab Archibald's ball. Shackleford stares at Mr. Bostock for such a comment. Toby Bostock: I mean... uh to handle his ball... no that's not any better. Shackleford continues glaring at Bostock. Toby Bostock: Grab the thing out of the other thing and the number written on it will be Archibald's spot in the batting order... though spots are almost gone on that side of the field. Shackleford: mmm...indeed. Shackleford indeed gets the thing out of the other thing and hands it over to Toby. Toby Bostock: Ok... spot number six on team Sentai it is. Shackleford: I will inform the master at once... good day. Shackleford turns on his heel and walks out almost as silently as he came in. --- updated batting orders SENTAI Team: 01: The Phantom Skull 02: Neo Carner 03: 04: Damien Holburn 05: Darren Hayes 06: Archibald P. Leatherby 07: El Cuervo Blanco 08: Pyotr Sadovsky 09: El Valiente 10: Sarah Twilight 11: Lee Mason 12: 13: Super Kamen Ranger Team Cruz >_>:01: Max Rowley 02: 03: Rurik Krychek 04: Takeshi Sunshine (Wighty said so on MSN!) 05: 06: 07: 08: Razorback 09: 10: Blink 11: 12: 13: Christian Cruz |
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| Mad Dawg | Dec 1 2011, 09:42 AM Post #12 |
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OOC: Sorry...forgot all about this... (Up next is Mad Dawg and Roberto Sanchez. Mad Dawg eyes down Toby with contempt before reaching into the “Other Team” ball cage. He pulls it out and looks at it rolling his eyes.) Toby: Well we’ve been waiting for you for a while now. Mad Dawg: If you must know, I just got here from the States yesterday. Toby: What’d you get? Mad Dawg: What the hell, man? You’re just all in my business today! (Roberto reaches into the cage as well and smiles a little after seeing his number.) Sanchez: Father Mad Dawg, I just drew number nine! Mad Dawg: No you didn’t. I just drew number nine…. (Mad Dawg snatches the ball out of Roberto’s hand and places the ball he originally drew into Roberto’s palm.) Mad Dawg: You drew number two. Sanchez: How is that fair? Mad Dawg: Well seeing as you screwed me out of winning the Undisputed International Title, I don’t really think I need to be fair. In fact, the way I see it, you owe me. Consider your debt paid off now. (Mad Dawg smiles and shakes his head and walks off leaving Roberto looking at his #2 ball.) |
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| Dai | Dec 1 2011, 10:24 PM Post #13 |
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Captain SPARKLE~!!!
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"Uurruughh..." It's that sound again: the groan of someone who almost wishes he were dead. Mr. Blond is looking human again, at least. Well, this is the Nou Camp, the home of the Greatest Association Football Team In The World Today. If a man can't find a bath, a sauna and shaving gear here, then they ought to tear the whole sport down [starting with this goddamn stadium,] and start again. It also explains why he's wearing a burgundy FC Barcalona club jacket, a blue & maroon striped tie and [finally] a fresh shirt: because they were literally the only clothes in the building that he would even be seen dead in. Mr. Blond: Gimme Number Five. He has his hand out. He's expecting Toby to draw the number he asked for and give it to him. Yes, Toby beat him to this location, and by a good few hours; but hey, the sauna has helped him feel human again. Not good, not by a long shot, but human. Mr. Bostock: That's not how this works. Mr. Blond: Don't care. Number five. This impasse could last a while. |
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