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Post by Lady Munin on Apr 8, 2016 4:27:57 GMT
One (1) Role Plays Max
Final Role Play Deadline: Wednesday March 16th, 2016 @ 10:59 PM CST
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Post by Lady Munin on Apr 8, 2016 4:28:35 GMT
Hungry Jack is WHACK! Don't get me wrong now, I'm not even mad bro. I just can't believe that some fat ass motherfucker would come out there and try to take away MY job.
Knux:"It's a travesty! Whoever runs this place has no idea how to run a company! First of all I shouldn't have even been in a match where I had to fight for MY job. Second off, why in the hell was that fat piece of trash out there anyways?! What I think is that you sent him out there to throw every single one of us out of the ring so none of us could keep our jobs! You take a giant and make him your garbage man, throwing out the stuff you don't wanna' use anymore. But what happened to your garbage man? I dumped him out! I eliminated him! Yet here we stand, Hungry Jack is still employed. Tell me something BOSS, how is it that everyone else walked into this match knowing damn well what they were fighting for, but Hungry Jack comes in, gets thrown out, and is the ONLY one that keeps his job? How is that fair? How is that possible? I'll tell you how. You didn't think he would lose. You didn't think that someone like the Knux man could throw out your hand picked garbage man! Well guess what? The Knux man did it!"
I'm standing at the door of a cafeteria of a High School. The doors are open and all of the kids are in there waiting to be fed the daily special. I'm dressed simple. A "Scumbag Society" T-Shirt, my band jeans with tons of patches everywhere, my custom designed Top Hat, and a pair of custom made Converse. I walk into the cafeteria and look around at all of the pathetic pimply faced teenagers. Oh how I'm happy I'm not them!
Knux:"So what do you do with the garbage man? You give him a chance for redemption! You take the Knux man and you book him in a match against Hungry Jack. Smart, feed the winner to the big FAT loser! What else do you do with someone you wish to hold down and erase? Unfortunately for you though, I won't go down so easily! So you give the advantage to the garbage man. A Last Man Standing Food Fight Match! Interesting concept. I have to take Hungry Jack into his own domain, that being a grocery store, and beat him until he can't answer the ref. But what the people in charge don't seem to understand is that you can't keep the Knux man down! You've tried to push me out, but I keep kicking the fuckin' door in and walking right back where I belong! And now....NOW I'M HUNGRY!"
I push past some pimples and come into the kitchen where I grab myself an empty tray. What's on todays menu you might ask?! Well we have some disgusting looking spaghetti with not even a single meatball! And what are they using to scoop the spaghetti? An ice cream scooper! So what we have in front of us is a delectable lunch of SPAGHETTI BALLS! The spaghetti stays in the scoop creating a disgusting ball! How appetizing. No wonder half of these kids look like walking skeletons.
Knux:"I'm hungry for competition! I'm hungry for a chance to show that the Knux man IS the MAIN EVENT! Hungry Jack, you're in my way of showing each and every one of the stooges in the back that I am the MAIN EVENT! So when we step into that grocery store at WICKED, you better be ready for the fight of your life man! I'm coming for blood, I'm coming to break your bones, and I'm coming to take you OUT! You tried to cost me my job, so now I'm gonna' cost you your CAREER!"
I get a spaghetti ball and continue down where we see a small salad bar. When I say salad bar though, I really mean a big bowl of old lettuce. And some spoiled ass Ranch dressing. I grab some salad and pour on that smelly ass dressing before continuing down the line to the LONG overdue Milk. Chocolate is my favorite so I grab a carton and slam it down on my tray. Finally I make it out of the line and come to an empty table. I take a seat and take a bite of the limpy salad. OH MY FUCKIN' GOD! I spit the lettuce across the table and try to hold in the vomit. This is fuckin' disgusting bro. I take a bite of the spaghetti, same thing. Didn't think it was possible to buy canned spaghetti.
Knux:"Thursday, March Seventeenth, Ten PM, WICKED Six, the night that will forever be remembered as the second coming of Luke Knux....and the final resting date of Hungry Jack! Just remember this Jackie Boy, you shouldn't have stuck your nose in MY career! You should have stayed in the back by the buffet table and stuffed your face full of empty promises and false hopes because when the bell rings and I tear you apart in that grocery store, whether it be by sausage links, frozen pizza, mini weenies, bottled soda, or a nice juicy Ribeye Steak, you will NOT be walking away with redemption! You will just be walking away empty, broken, and still craving for something sweet. Too bad you won't be able to eat solid food when I break your jaw! But in the words of the mighty Metallica, the ending of this story...for you at least...will be SAD BUT TRUUUEEEEEE!!!!"
I tear open the milk and take a gulp. Bad idea. I spit it right out and spray the rotten milk all over the football team in front of me. They stand up and look back at me before taking off their jackets. A few of them crack their knuckles, but it just makes me laugh. I lift up the tray and smash it across the face of the Quarterback before hoping on the table and leaping onto the rest of them, taking them down around me.
Pimple Face GEEK:"FOOD FIIIGHT!!!"
Suddenly, all of the kids start tossing lunch everywhere! Spaghetti balls are flying, pudding cups soar through the air, and some of that nasty old milk splashes around me. I dropkick one of the football jocks before taking a sprint to the door. I smash a kid with a running forearm before knocking another over with a shoulder block! I make it to the door and look back at the filthy camera, food beginning to cake on the lens.
Knux:"Hungry Jack is WHACK! And after this Thursday, he'll be nothing but a GIGANTIC pile of regurgitated LUNCH!"
I make my escape quickly as food flies towards the door. See you all at WICKED 6!
Fuck y'all. Have a nice day!
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Post by Lady Munin on Apr 8, 2016 4:29:11 GMT
I decided to become a wrestler on a whim. When I had a run in with Cross Recoba and saw he was doing it I figured why not me. I was given a job easy enough so I thought it was in the cards. I think I was wrong.
I had a strong debut in a battle royal and showed everyone what I was all about. I figured I impressed someone when I was substituted into the tournament to crown the first champion of PAW. No one gave me chance to beat Press, but I think he would agree I gave him more of a fight than anticipated.
I lost and I could live with that. But everyone else who was eliminated got a second chance. I wasn't even booked the next show. I got some advice from Press and I decided that I would make my own mark. How better to that then to send five guys packing. At the very least I would get booked right?
Everything was going as I planned until I ran into Luke Knux and like a bastard he cheated me out of a moment of glory. It pissed me off and continues to as I sit here. The worst part is the fans just ate it up. I wanted revenge and I was going to make sure I got it. When I faced Luke Knox in a one on one match I was going to show him why you shouldn't make Hungry Jack angry.
At Wicked #6 I am facing Knux but it won't be in the ring. It won't even be in the building. The match is taking place in a grocery store and it's a glorified food fight. I guess with the revolving door of ownership I have become a joke, a side show attraction, perfect for the amusement park crowd. That's a mistake. Everyone might be laughing now but when I destroy Luke Knux I bet I don't hear a damn thing.
It is only a couple of days until Hungry Jack Swanson steps into the grocery store with Luke Knux. Jack had been hoping his wrestling career would be one filled with success like his competitive eating career. He knew there would be ups and downs, but he didn't know how low things could sink.
Jack was taking this seriously. He even was meeting with trainers and other professionals in the business to improve. When he found out that he match with Knux wasn't a match at all he said fuck it. Why should I even bother?
Now as Jack finishes packing his bags for his trip to Louisiana he can't help thinking why bother. What could they do to him if he doesn't show? It's these thoughts that have him so preoccupied that he doesn't notice when Teddy walks into the room.
Teddy Garrett: So you are still going to go?
Jack Swanson: Yeah. Regardless of setting I still have a score to settle with Luke Knux.
Teddy Garrett: Are there any more scores to settle after that?
Jack Swanson: It's wrestling Teddy. There will always be some score to settle.
Teddy Garrett: I just want to know if this is still what you want to do. If there are other opportunities out there I want to know if I should bring them to your attention of now.
This has Jack intrigued.
Jack Swanson: Are there other opportunities?
Teddy Garrett: Well, one call came in but it would mean moving to Los Angeles for awhile. You would have to give up this dream.
Jack Swanson: Can I be honest for a minute Teddy? I never really wanted to do this. I'm just not getting any younger and I would like to build up a little bit of a nest egg. I thought this could be the way to do that.
Teddy Garrett: Then you are going to like this. The call I got was for a reality show.
Jack rolls his eyes.
Teddy Garrett: Here me out. They want competitive eaters to train celebrities so they can enter contests.
Jack Swanson: That's a stupid idea.
Teddy Garrett: I know, but it's one they want to pay you two hundred and fifty thousand dollars for.
Jack Swanson: Seriously?
Teddy Garrett: Dead serious Jack. They need to know by Friday if you are in.
Jack Swanson: That isn't much time Teddy. How long have you known?
Teddy Garrett: A couple of weeks. Like I said I wasn't sure how to approach you about it.
Jack Swanson: I have my fight with Knux Thursday night. This isn't really something I can think about right now.
Teddy Garrett: I know Jack. Just try to think about it though. It could be good for you.
That is a lot of money. But I'm not a quitter. I feel like I should see this professional wrestling thing through. But am I even wrestling? Am I being treated like I matter? Those are the questions I'm going to have to ask myself.
For now I will stay focused on Luke Knux. I know it's being said I have the home field advantage because the fight is in a grocery store. How so I ask. Doesn't everyone shop? Did I miss something where only the fat guy is familiar with such places? I must have. Then again Knux is supposed to be some “big time” musician, maybe he has people who do that sort of thing for him.
There is going to be nowhere for you to run Knux. Nowhere for you to hide. Thursday is St. Patrick's Day and I am not sure if you are Irish or not Knux, but for your sake I hope you are. Trust me when I say, you are going to need all of the luck that you can get.
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