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| Comatose vs. Marcus V. Lopez vs. Ashley Isaacs (c); Roulette Championship Match - Barbed Wire Ropes Match | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 20 2012, 05:34 PM (99 Views) | |
| Allocco | Nov 20 2012, 05:34 PM Post #1 |
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| Isaacs | Nov 30 2012, 07:31 PM Post #2 |
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OOC: Here's my offering, good luck folks. Enjoyed typing this one ![]() Mi body felt like it had been thrown into an Isaacs sized blender... As a was gettin' seen to backstage after the Bunkhouse Brawl, a thanked mi lucky stars that a took Elizabeth as seriously as a said a was gonna... Otherwise she could have killed mi! A drifted in and out of consciousness as they stitched mi arm up after it became all but useless in the conclusion to the match which saw that deluded if not extremely fuckin' talented Harpy drape mi arm across that damn table and go Hell fer leather in a bid to snap it clean off! Even as a blearily looked to the medic who was sortin' the various hashes out, a was still amazed at how a didn't pass out before the match was over, let alone lift her up in the air with one good arm and drill her into the wreckage of that table... A guess it was true what they blabbed on about with adrenaline and all that allowing ya to perform feats of superhuman strength... Otherwise, fuck knows how a did it and he sure as anythin' wouldn't be tellin' me! At one point a must have passed out as a saw a group of EMT's millin' around mi like headless chickens when a managed to open mi eyes. At that moment a was so glad a forbid Roxy and Connor to come back here, the last thing a wanted was to get them two all in a flutter too... It was only just gettin' to the point a could feel all mi limbs again and from the relieved expressions on the people's faces, they shared mi belief that it was more than a good thing! Whilst I have no problems shedding my blood for the company, it would be the biggest pain in the arse to have to throw away the mark that I had made in Majestic so far despite Legion and every other knob jockey of that ilk doing all they could to derail me each step of the way. Wagglin' mi fingers just in case the sensations in mi arm were in my head, a manage a wan smile. 'Datura’ had done all she could to try and put mi down... Used every aspect of mi own stipulations to beat me down... And STILL failed, if there ever was a round two, I have no doubt the match would be main event calibre hands down, a show-stealer fer definite... But if Aires had a soul, he would hold off on that concept fer just a while... With a veil of crimson half obscurin’ mi vision, a look to the cute lass that was just finishin’ up the stitchin’ of mi arm and do mi best to look endearin’ but probably ended up lookin’ more retarded. “Is it worse than it looks love?” a murmur as she pauses mid dab of a cotton swab and favours mi with a reassurin’ smile. “I’ll be honest sir, with all the blood loss… we didn’t hold out hopes of you regaining the feeling in your arm for at least a couple of days minimum and after a good few transfusions… but I think the fact you’re managing to talk to me now speaks volumes Mr Isaacs” she explains as she continues dabbin’ at the blood surroundin’ the nasty cuts on mi arm caused by all that barbed wire… well, a guess I expected honesty from the woman, but her words hit home more than a thought they would have under the circumstances… now a wasn’t gonna go down the road of thinkin’ of all the people a would have left behind… but still bein’ young as far as this business was concerned… a couldn’t help but half heartedly push the mentioned thoughts to the back of mi head and concentrate on bein’ at least able to stay conscious until this whole thing was a distant memory. The woman then takes a swab of cotton wool and presses it against mi forehead after puttin’ some kind of clear liquid on it. A hiss as the sting really packed a punch… which was sayin’ summat after the match I had somehow just survived and triumphed in. “Bloody hell love, that stuff stings!” a say as she stops and steps back. “My apologies, I guess I should have mentioned that this solution wouldn’t tickle one bit” she replies, a slight smile on her face at the bit of banter goin’ back and forth between us before she goes back to her cleanin’ of my face, but bein’ noticeably more gentle fer the next few moments. Bit by bit mi vision comes back fer real and a can once again see properly without everythin’ havin’ a red aura round it. Just as am about to thank the woman fer doin’ a good job, a hear a scuffle by the door and sigh inwardly as a half know what a was gonna see. Raised voices and a high indignant one herald Claire’s arrival as she pushes past a couple of the medics who were tryin’ to stop her… unsuccessfully may I add. She steps in front of me and puts her hands on her hips as a shake mi head slowly, already anticipatin’ the mouthin’ off from her that inevitably followed no sooner had a thought about it. “Are ya fuckin’ nuts bro?” she demands as a can barely adjust mi body properly to face her, am silently relieved that she hadn’t walked into the room a few minutes before she had and seen me in the state a was in pre-stitches… Claire would have probably gone hysterical! “A prefer to call it determined, love… but whatever ya wanna call it” a trail off as the medic looks to me concerned. “Ma’am… Mr Isaacs is going to need a minor blood transfusion so we are going to have to move him immediately to avoid any complications” she said to Claire in a kind tone which seemed to momentarily throw mi sister off her game. “Transfusion? Huh? He seems alright to me!” she challenged as a want to face palm at the fact a was blatantly not alright and was doin’ mi best to not just close mi eyes in case a struggle to open em again… a bit of a morbid thought, a know… but ya never know, right? The medic looks to her patiently and smiles. “He has lost a lot of blood… but you’re welcome to go with him when he is transferred in a moment” she explains as a look of panic goes across mi sister’s face. Not wantin’ her to go hysterical regardless of the woman explainin’ more or less that I’ll be fine, a manage another smile though mi face seemed to be protestin’ due to the pain. “Look… I’ll be fine love… Just relax, yeah?” a murmur as a slowly feel the pain go away. Lookin’ to the medic a see that she had just gave me a shot of summat and whatever it was… it was good! “Now we need to get you to the hospital Mr Isaacs” the medic says as a nod and then watch on, slightly amused as I’m instructed to sit in a wheelchair that seemed to materialise out of nowhere… any other time a would have been embarrassed to show such weakness… but a know that if I even tried takin’ more than a few steps unaided… I’d end up on mi arse! Looked upon like a hawk by mi sister; am led out of the arena and hope that there won’t be too much drama involved in mi visit to the hospital. ----++++---- Salvation 24 A could imagine that the fans didn’t expect mi to turn up at the arena to overlook the big matches that would decide who would take part in the Infinite Eight match in the upcoming Pay Per View… but what I didn’t expect… was the announcement that a would be in there not only with mi own belt at stake… but Hiro Tanaka’s belt too! Imagine me… a dual champion… or in the event that a lost mi belt in the fracas… a could walk out with the Premier Championship! Talk about high stakes eh? Even as Datura left the room upon givin’ me her cutesy lil warnin’ about comin’ fer mi belt again, it didn’t damper mi spirits one bit! In fact, even after I’d helped ward those pieces of shit off before the show finished, a was still buzzin’ with the thought that a could be increasin’ mi lot in Majestic on that fateful night. As a left the arena, am pleasantly surprised to see Roxy waitin’ fer mi by the door of a Limousine… frownin’, a walk over to her and she kisses mi passionately before grinnin’ excitedly. “What’s all this in aid of, love?” I ask as she holds mi hands in hers and gazes into mi eyes. “I just feel like celebrating Ashley!” she gushes as a smirk at her and then cock mi head to the side, confusion now colourin’ mi thoughts. A know it was big news me bein’ added to the Infinity Eight match… but was it really worth a limo ride and such? Holdin’ her a lil closer than at arms length, a kiss her on the forehead. “Celebratin’ what Roxy? I’ve only been added to a match sweetheart, not won the Premier Title!” a say, half messin’ about with her but genuinely wantin’ to know what we were goin’ to be partyin’ for. Smilin’ even wider than before, she smiles. “How about our upcoming wedding, baby?” she asks as mi jaw slackens. All this time a just assumed it was a spur of the moment thing fer her to just say we should tie the knot… that she wasn’t serious, due to the fact that since the moment she said it, the topic hadn’t even come up… now this? She must have thought it was a bad thing as her smile disappeared instantly and her arms dropped to her sides. “Have you changed your mind?” she asks, a serious set to her face now as a hold mi hands up and shake mi head. “No way love! It’s just that with everythin’ that’s happened since that moment… a just assumed it was spur of the moment! And with ya not even bringin’ it up…” a start, leavin’ the statement hangin’ in the air; it was obvious when her lips contort into that smile a just love to see and she kisses mi once again, this time with much more passion. Turnin’ to the Limo, she gestures to it. “Why would I? since that first time we met in that café… you’re all I think about… and that idiot who fortunately gave me something good in the form of Connor, he doesn’t matter… all of his shady acquaintances, it would no longer be worth it if you weren’t in my life… and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that I want to spend the rest of my life with you!” she announces as she stops abruptly toward the end of her speech; seemingly surprised at the words that had come out of her mouth… and believe me when a say she wasn’t the only one if that was the case. “Rox… a dunno what to say…” a stammer as she kisses me and then slides into the Limo. “How about ‘I’m gonna make you the happiest woman in the world by getting in this vehicle right now’?” she suggests as a smirk and do as she had stated, mi spirits lifted by yet another reason to look forward to the future… a future with the woman a love and a boy that a could one day see as bein’ mi son in all but blood! -=-=-=-=- “Infinity Eight… a match that stands in mi future as the bout that could either make mi… or break mi… On the one hand, a could walk out with both mi Roulette Championship AND the Premier Championship by the end of it, assumin’ that a not only win the thing, but eliminate the most people from the hellacious structure too while am at it… now in spite of the Bunkhouse Brawl a was a part of at the Pay Per View in which a held Legion back from takin’ a foothold in the company as they planned… a feel like at the minute, am in the best form of mi life… the time a spent in Simcoe with some of the most underrated and talented wrestlers in the whole fuckin’ universe… it was a steep learnin’ curve, but since a came to Majestic… the pace is so much more than a was used to and though a showed that a belonged from the get go, it was one of the most gruellin’ tasks that I have had to ever endure since a tried mi hand at boxin’ back home in Sheffield” A stop, thinkin’ about ALL the trials that lay ahead of mi; and not just the Chamber Match too… Aires had thrown me a curveball fer sure in the form of mi unexpected match at Salvation. “Whilst there are a fair few knobs in the company, Legion being the prime example that stick out fer me initially… heck, it comes to summat when a wanna tear the commissioner a new one fer forcin’ that bat-shit crazy broad, Datura! A could go on and on but yer all intelligent folk out there listenin’ to mi speak and so if a summarise it all by sayin’ that nice guys and gals have been hard to find since the moment a stepped into the company… so it came as a surprise that outside of David Helms, the bloke who initially had me sign up fer the company… there WERE a few out there that came to the rescue so to speak of not only myself… but of the company itself when it was threatened. Legion… if ya wanna take the company by the scruff of the neck… yer gonna have to try harder than ya have been… because as long as there are people that aren’t scared to stand up and fight… yer little crusade is about as useful as a chocolate kettle!” Takin’ a deep breath, a try not to go too off topic thinkin’ of the underhanded tactics those three had taken all because they hadn’t been handed everythin’ on a platter… it just made mi blood boil. Instead, a look to the Roulette Championship that lay draped in mi lap and smile. “Some, like Elizabeth… think that am a lucky son of a bitch… lucky because a was handed the chance to win the Roulette Championship straight off the bat, some goin’ even as far as sayin’ that a don’t deserve the honour… in spite of mi goin’ through an almost literal Hell to keep hold of this belt” A hold the strap up fer emphasis. “Well all I have to say is think about it like this… each time a go out to that ring, a treat the match as if the belt is on the line… and I’ll be honest… I go into the matches where the belt IS on the line, with the possibility of losin’ it… DRIVIN’ me on, a swore to become a champion that the fans can be proud of, and amidst controversy, agony and general hi-jinx… a succeeded even when the odds were stacked against me folks! Aires Allocco… the mastermind behind Majestic Wrestlin’… he has thrown me one last obstacle before a go and proudly represent the place he has all but built single-handedly from the ground up, in a match that can either make or break careers! Represent his company as the champion a know a can be now and till the day a hang up mi boots! So that’s why am relishin’ Salvation and the main event of the second hour when once again a step into mi home away from home… the Bunkhouse Brawl and show just why am the best at what a do once a walk from the back and step into mi playground!” Smirkin’ a think about the eventualities in which either of mi opponents win the belt and can barely stomach it… a didn’t come this far to fall at the final hurdle! “This will be the third time I’ve gone into the Brawl with the Belt on the line… and the third time there will be a lot of people waitin’ fer mi to fail! And to be honest with ya; a think a lot of those people don’t include the people who will be attemptin’ to gain some glory at mi expense come Salvation… yeah, go figure eh? But the funny thing is… a don’t shy away from bein’ a marked man… given that am one of the few people that the members of the roster want to beat… to prove themselves against… it should be dauntin’… but whether it’s Datura, Remy Boudreaux, David helms or even Hiro Tanaka himself… a take no prisoners and don’t intend to stop movin’ forward till am physically unable to… that point came perilously close at the Pay Per View fellas didn’t it…? Elizabeth almost took me out and did what a said she would have to do in order to get her mitts on mi belt, she almost caused every last drop of blood to drain from mi body and a have no shame in admitting that to the two of you… because in spite of that, a dug deep down and STILL pulled out that one big move that pulled the match my way once more, and so here a stand before you as the King Of The Bunkhouse Brawl… the Roulette Champion… Comatose… Calvan… whatever you like to be called in your deluded head… Ya could call yerself Ninja Gaiden fer all a care… the fact of the matter is that from where a stand… nothin’ has changed about ya since the last time a ran mi mouth… yer still a gutless coward that would prefer to pick at the remains of an opponent rather than actually take them to their limits… and in all honesty, when a had a front row seat to yer performance, a wish a could say that from what a saw… yer a deservin’ tag team champion… a wish a could say that a wasn’t serious when a said nothin’ has changed, if it wasn’t fer Flash bein’ equally as cowardly fer hirin’ ya out of desperation in the first place… would ya have even give a flyin’ fuck about those tag straps that Notorious actually represented with HONOUR and RESPECT, huh?” A shake mi head. “A don’t think so sunshine, because all you care about is the almighty dollar mate… where yer next paycheck is comin’ from… and so when ya inevitably lose the tag straps to a team that actually give a damn… ya can think about how Ashley Isaacs called it, nail on the head! And applyin’ that ethic to the match yer about to step foot in… are ya gonna skulk about and throw shurikens at mi from afar so a can’t pummel ya to a pulp in that ring, so a can’t enjoy watchin’ an immoral man like you enjoy any more degrees of success than ya already have by capitalisin’ on other peoples work after a lacerate yer skin on that barbed wire I’ve felt the bite of so much already?! Are ya even prepared fer the misery this match is gonna cause ya, Comatose? Or are ya focussed too much on which classroom bully yer gonna beat up fer a pittance once a drill it into yer thick skull that the Bunkhouse Brawl was never goin’ to be yer cup of tea? A think we both know the answer to that… But don’t let mi words fool ya into thinkin’ a don’t consider ya to be a challenge mate… because a consider anyone put in front of me to be a challenge no doubt… Elizabeth learnt that the hard way when she kept on spoutin’ from the mouth about how a was playin’ down the threat she posed and so fer that… along with a few losses she herself primarily caused… a was gonna lose the Roulette Champion… and if a can take a fruit loop like her serious… a guy that truly believes he’s a ninja fer hire should be no problems! Come try and take this belt at yer peril, treacle… and I’ll show ya exactly what it took profuse bleedin’ from everywhere on her body, fer Datura to realise…” Thinkin’ about Marcus Lopez… it strikes mi that in one respect, he and I were alike in that to begin with… we were overlooked, but that’s a mistake that many people made to the point it cost them… unfortunately fer him as well as ‘Comatose’… am not gonna be overlookin’ anyone in mi path to greatness. “And goin’ from you Comatose… to a man that many people have underestimated… that’s probably a common trait with yer opponents Marcus… am a right? Yer a quirky fella, I’ll give ya that one, with yer exterior coverin’ up a man that is more than adept in a wrestlin’ ring in the conventional sense… so many people have not gone past the almost goofy appearance and the relaxed attitude, and not actually remembered one of the number one rules in this business that a good friend of mine… a mentor if ya will in Hannah Rickman, taught mi almost immediately and drilled it into mi head each time we spoke and tacked it onto every bit of advice she gave me so a didn’t forget… any person can beat another on any given night if ya become complacent… and as it happens, sunshine… am FAR from complacent about this match that is gonna be one of the most challengin’ hurdles am yet to encounter before I even entertain the idea of thinkin’ about Infinity Eight and what it’s gonna do fer mi career… Are ya ready fer this match Marcus? I mean, really?” Cockin’ mi head to the side; a stare into the camera as if it was Marcus himself standin’ in front of me. “A get the part where ya think ya can be the best… or that ya KNOW ya can be the best in Majestic given half the chance… but without blowin’ mi own trumpet… yer lookin’ at someone who is slowly becomin’ one of the best right now in the company… a man that has already overcome obstacles that he was written off for, and gone through more pain in pursuit of the elation that havin’ such an accolade will bring with it… so in short, what am sayin’ is… in theory, this match is goin’ to make ya realise just what the term ‘to be the best, ya have to beat the best’ truly means mate and if a weren’t in this match and it was just a lil scuffle between you and the Ninja… a truly would be rootin’ fer ya all the way… but when we get down to the brass tacks… there can’t be two victors in this… and addin’ mi belt to the pot… it’s gonna take more than a slapstick, or an opportunity to lock me in a box to take the belt away from me that I eat, sleep and drink… Ya stepped into the ring with Shilo Valiant and showed the world what ya can do… and now… ya get to test yer mettle in the Bunkhouse Brawl against an animal that knows no bounds, that won’t stop pursuin’ you until that final bell rings… that is dead set on makin’ a statement of intent to each one of the participants am gonna be locked in with come Infinity Eight… but more importantly, a statement to the two of you… I’m the Roulette Champion… and I’m goin’ NOWHERE!” |
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| Dresser Boys | Nov 30 2012, 09:26 PM Post #3 |
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Dresser Boy | Marcus V. Lopez | "My Lucky Chance" {The episode starts in Las Vegas, Nevada at the Royale Majestic Casino. The scene opens inside Marcus’ hotel room where he sits at the table and his head is lowered staring at his phone. To his left is his girlfriend Ana who sits at the table lending her moral support for him. To his right sits his manager Sparky who tells Marcus about the reality of the situation even though he’s not real and only in Marcus’ head.} Marcus V. Lopez: Well dis is pretty big. I’ve finally got a title shot again. I can be a champion again and I know I said dat I’d invited Mariela and Isabella out so they can be there. So Isabella can see her Dad win, but I was picturing this always being fir the big title. For the Premier Championship, not the Roulette Championship. Ana: It’s ok Marcus. If you want tto then you can wait for the big one to come and Isabella can watch you then. I think it’ll also be a better idea because this match seems a little too violent to invite her out. Marcus V. Lopez: I guess I could always wait and win the Roulette Championship and then invite them out. Ana: See that sounds like a much better idea. Sparky: MV did you not just hear yourself. This is your first title shot in how long? Who knows when you’re going to get another one? It could be either this month or next or even a year. Can you really go a whole year without seeing Isabella? This is only going to upset Mariela more about you leaving New York to pursue your wrestling career over raising Isabella. Maarcus V. Lopez: Dat’s a good point. I’ll do dat then. Sparky: Thank you. {Marcus grabs his phone and Sparky nods his head thinking he is going to call and invite them out. Marcus however ends up putting his phone away in his pocket.} Sparky: What the hell!? Ana: (smiling) Don’t worry Marcus you can bring them out for your first match as champion. {Ana stands up and says bye to Marcus after helping him through his ordeal and she leaves the hotel room and heads to her rehearsals. Marcus turns to Sparky who sits there with his arms folded looking at him with an angry look.} Sparky: So I guess I’m going to have to start sleeping with you so you’re listening to my advice over hers then? Marcus V. Lopez: What are you talking about? I sleep with you a lot more than I do with her. I should really ask Mr. Allocco if I can get another bed in dis room. Sparky: MV you’re doing it again. You’re stalling and this is what screws you over the last time. You want to win the big one while the little ones aren’t that important to go all out for. Marcus V. Lopez: Hey I care. Dis Roulette Championship could be the final push dat I need to show everyone dat I can be a great Champion. Remember I stood up to Violator, my tag team partner who never respected me. Then there was Katie Steward who thinks she was so much better than everyone else. She didn’t even bother to learn my name. It felt so good dat I got a win over Shilo Valiant. Though dat’s not big anymore in Majestic after what he’s done to Hiro and Majestic, but I was the last person to beat him in a Majestic ring wasn’t I? Sparky: So you beat the Majestic Champion and God of Wrestling. You MV beat the one guy who could be the best in the world and now you’ve got a shot at the Roulette Championship and you don’t want to make that call so you sister and daughter can watch you win a championship. Marcus V. Lopez: Ok maybe you’re right. Maybe they should see me win the championship, but dis match. It’s too insane. What is Ashley Isaacs thinking? Barbed Wired rope match? I can’t even do anything high flying off the ropes. Ana is right too. Dis isn’t the right match for them to see me in. Sparky: So you’re just going to give up then? Marcus V. Lopez: No. I need dis. I need to win dis match and hold a championship again. So dat I can prove dat I can do dis on my own. All everyone knows me as is a Tag Team Champion. I need Violator in my corner so I can be relevant. No, I’m going to do dis and I’ll invite Mariela out here and have her bring Isabella. I’ll just make it dat they come out a couple of days after the match. Sparky: Nice. So then you’ll be in bed recovering from the massive blood lost of competing for the Roulette Championship. Marcus V. Lopez: Bonjour! Do you want me to do this? Because I’m perfectly fine with waiting for my shot at the Premier Championship to do dis. Sparky: Do whatever you want. Marcus V. Lopez: I thought you were supposed to help me. Sparky: I can only do so much MV. {Marcus stands up and takes his phone out of his pocket and makes the phone call to his sister to set things up. He walks out of the hotel room and into the hallway to get away from Sparky. Marcus searches for Mariela’s number in his phone and as he finds it he turns right into Robert Sparklett who is standing in the hallway.} Marcus V. Lopez: Ah Shit… Robert Sparklett: Come with me. Marcus V. Lopez: No. {Robert shakes his head as Marcus stands his ground. Robert doesn’t have the patience for it and just starts walking forward causing Marcus to backup and Robert forcing Marcus down the hall. Marcus’ hotel room door opens and Sparky steps out to see what Marcus is doing, but he’s gone and all he finds his Marcus’ phone that he dropped as the scene fades.} ___________________________________________________________ {The scene opens about 30 minutes later on the roof of the Royale Majestic Casino. Marcus stands there keeping a safe distance from Robert.} Marcus V. Lopez: Why did you bring me here? You’re not going to kill me, are you? I have a girlfriend and she’s going to be looking for me so you should know you won’t get away with dis. Robert Sparklett: I’m not going to kill you. I just brought you up here so we can talk. Marcus V. Lopez: Talk? What would the two of us have to talk about? Robert Sparklett: Look I know that things haven’t be peaceful between us and after the thing a couple of weeks ago with my girlfriend and you wanting her to do things to your stuff bear. Marcus V. Lopez: Dat wasn’t my idea. Robert Sparklett: Then whose was it? Marcus V. Lopez: (realizing he won’t believe him about Sparky) Ok, I’m sorry about dat. Robert Sparklett: I accept your apology and I’m sorry too. I might have over reacted as well. Marcus V. Lopez: Why are you doing dis? Why do you want to be friends now? Robert Sparklett: Things have changed lately. Marcus V. Lopez: What things? Do you mean you found love? Bonjour! Did the wizard give you a heart? Robert Sparklett: Shut up Stupid. Look you’re going to be champion and I don’t wanna screw that up for you. Marcus V. Lopez: Wait a minute, so because I’m a star in Majestic now you want to make nice now? Robert Sparklett: Well I could always throw you off this building and end it that way. Marcus V. Lopez: Bonjour! Nice works. I like nice. {Robert just stares at Marcus before turning away and heading back inside the casino. He walks by Sparky are walking up the steps and walks out onto the roof.} Sparky: What happen MV? Did Lurch threaten to kill you again? Marcus V. Lopez: No, actually I think he is starting to respect me a little. It felt and creepy and awkward and I think I was even more terrified. Sparky: Wait so if you win the championship then he stops being an ass to you? Marcus V. Lopez: Ah Robert is just angry because the Dresser Boys were always better than his team, but if he is leaving me alone now then dis would be last thing dat I need to cross off my list and put my tag team career in the past. Now I can really focus on my singles career and win dis championship. Sparky: Yeah sounds good. If you want the title how is this celebration going to go. Marcus V. Lopez: Oh just go to the strip club and celebrate. Sparky: Thank you, bye. {Sparky leaves the roof of the casino and heads back downstairs leaving Marcus on the roof. He turns and looks out at the city and thinks to himself as the scene changes.} ___________________________________________________________ Marcus V. Lopez: (voiceover narration) Dis is it. I’ve finally done it. I’ve finally managed to get an actual title shot. I think it is safe to say that I haven’t disappointed Mr. Allocco since he let me come back into Majestic. Since then I’ve been on the biggest roll of my career. Not since the Dresser Boys debut way back in SCW have I had dis kind of roll. Talk about one hell of a journey too. So many ups and downs dat I’ve had and now back in Majestic. I’ve had a win over one of the best wrestlers in the world and also managed to beat another dat was giving me some problems. I stood up to Violator and I also managed to do something dat I could rub in Katie Steward’s face and also if I can win the Roulette title dat would just be another thing dat would drive her mad. A championship dat the champion decides what matches he competes under. Oh her Queen’s Rules matches could exist in Majestic and not just in her mind, but she is just as crazy as Ashley Isaacs is with his insane stipulation. An extreme match that will leave wrestlers scarred. Dat’s not the champion dat I’m going to be. The Roulette Championship lands on Marcus there will not be a special rules match or an extreme match. I’m here in Majestic to give the fans a show. Years ago I had my first World Title shot and I chose my stipulation then and it’s still going to be my stipulation now. Marcus V. Lopez is being Tables, Ladders and Chairs to Majestic Wrestling. Ok, well maybe not because Majestic already has tables and chairs everywhere and I’m sure there is a ladder somewhere, but you know what I meant. I came back to Majestic to fulfill my long awaited dream of being the champion and I’m so close to achieving. Ashley Isaacs wants to see if a challenger can be dat insane to step into his environment. Well I’m already losing my mind so what the hell I might as well go all out. Ashley Isaacs and Comatose are going to try and put me down and show Mr. Allocco was wrong in giving me a second chance. Dat Marcus is just going to crash and burn right at the finish line like he has done in the past and he’s never going to exactly cross it. No, It’s not going to happen. I’m not going to burn out like I’ve done in the past. I didn’t give up against Shilo Valiant. When I was thrown against the Majestic champion and the God of Wrestling I know I didn’t have many people thinking dat I could pull dat off. I didn’t even think dat I could pull dat off. I just thought dat sharing the ring against one of the best was good enough for me. Now dat I actually pull dat off. I beat Shilo Valiant. I beat Stanley Waddington. I beat Comatose. Dis finally feels like faith for me. When I was telling my daughter dat her dad was someone good it didn’t feel like a fairy tale. So Ashley I will be stepping into your environment, but I’m also going to be contaminating it when I bring a little TLC into it. (Smiling) Oh yeah, I’m betting on Red. |
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