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Post by The BombTrax on Jun 10, 2016 19:54:49 GMT
One (1) Role Play Max
Final Role Play Deadline: Wednesday June 22nd, 2016 @ 10:59 PM CST
Segment Deadline: Tuesday, June 21st, 2016 @ 11:59 PM CST
Opening Bout Tag Match Tapioca Joe & Jonathan Alexander (W/William Saint) versus Ava & Johnny Sykes |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2016 1:52:54 GMT
❥ WIN SOME, LOSE SOME
-- scene one
“No... no... I didn’t win.”
I sat on a crate just outside of the locker room with my iPhone up to my ear. There was a small tone of depression in my usual pip-squeak voice. I was highly discouraged about the turn out of the Battle Royal. That was not to take anything away from Nova Wonder. She did one heck of a job and without a doubt proved herself tonight. She was going to make a very valuable challenger to the brand spanking new Titan of the Midway Championship, Johnny Raike. I just wish that I would have done better to be in that spot. Course it was nice to hear my mother on the other end trying to console me the best she could being all the way back in Minnesota.
“I know mom. I know. I did the best that I could, but tonight my best wasn’t enough. That’s the problem for me. It wasn’t good enough. That’s something that I am going to have to live with.” A very small sigh escaped my thin lips. “You win some and you lose some. One just has to figure out how they’re going to deal with it at the end of the day. I’ll find a way to pick myself back up in the end. I always do.”
Pausing for the moment I could hear that sweet soothing voice on the other end. When I told my mother I wanted to be a wrestler at seventeen. She was always supportive and stood behind me. She knew how badly I wanted to succeed in this business. I was always harder on myself that I should be. I was good. I was real good. I had put the effort into learning the craft of wrestling and put the effort into learning how to be good at what I do in the ring. That’s why I expected quite a bit out of myself and when it didn’t go the way I wanted I truly beat myself up. Course there was my mom to pick me right back up.
“Well I know it’s getting late over there. I should be letting you get some sleep.” Pushing myself up off the crate that I was sitting on. “Yes, I assure you I’ll be just fine mom. Thank you for caring and thank you for always being supportive. I love you and pass the message along to Pops as well please.” I heard her agree on the other end and end things with a goodbye getting the same response from me. “Good night Mom!”
With that being said I pulled my iPhone away from my ear and hit the red button to end the call. I took a moment to look around my surroundings. Tonight didn’t go the way I wanted it to. I didn’t come out the number one contender for a championship. I’d even go as far as saying that my time in the battle royal was kind of easily forgotten about. Nothing I did out there really stuck out or made an impression. To think about that it really sucked and it was something that truly bothered me, but at the same time there was something that I could take out of all of this.
At least I could say that I had made it as far as I have. When I left OWF I knew things were going to be different. I knew that things were going to be tough. I was going to have to rebuild myself. With that would come some set backs, there would be situations where I wasn’t pleased, and there would be times where things weren’t ideal. However I just had to remind myself that I have made it this far. I have made it farther than people had ever expected me to make it. I was just going to have to keep working on things and getting better.
Soon enough I’d have my chance to make an impression on not only Pure Amusement Wrestling but on the business as a whole. Good things came to those who waited. I started to make my way down the hall to head to the locker room. It was time to get dressed and get on out of dodge for the night. I was just going to let this be a learning experience for me. Somehow someway I was going to come back from all of this. No matter what the next opportunity or the next chance I was given. I intended to knock it right out of the park.
❥ CLASH OF THE TITANS
-- scene two
Today I was getting the chance to enjoy the sunny skies of California. For being a girl that lived in Minnesota all her life. It was cold there. It got real cold. The weather was always horrible in the midwestern states. I dealt with snow, rain, thunderstorms, tornadoes, and so much more. To the point I decided when I was finally well off on my own that I’d move to a state where it was sunny and where the weather was nice most of the time. California was that place for me. I loved everything about the state. Not to mention it was close to Disneyland which I could visit anytime I wanted. I took advantage of that on a couple different occasions. Although I was getting to enjoy my day out in the sun, today was also a day about business.
I found myself lying out in the sun on the beach. My Disney Princess inspired bikini fitting my frame just right and I relaxed myself on the fold out chair that I had brought with me. Course that wasn’t the only thing I had brought with me either. Everywhere I went I brought my phone. I was in my early twenties and I was addicted as thirteen year olds to their phones. I always felt like if I didn’t have it with me then I was going to be out of touch. That I was going to miss something big. I couldn’t deal with that. Today though I would be using my phone to my advantage for a business related tool. Opening up my camera and starting to firm myself on the beach. Maybe not the most professional outcome but I’m sure my fans wouldn’t mind that much.
“Heat Stroke turned out to not be my night. By no means am I satisfied with my performance that night. I could have done more than I did. I should have done more than I did. I would love to have a shot at the Titan of the Midway Championship right now, but that’s not the case. That belongs to Nova Wonder who I have no doubt will go on to put up a great fight to the champion. I’d even go as far as saying I see Nova being the next champion. But the question at hand is... What’s next? What is next for Ava? Simply where do I go from here?”
I placed my finger to my chin and looked up into the air. Seemed like I was going into deep thought over the matter. “Well it seems that coming up on Wicked Thirteen I’ve got my next challenge placed in front of me. I find myself in a Tag Team Contest where my partner is a man by the name of Johnny Sykes!” Pausing for a brief moment letting it sink into the viewers. I could only imagine how hyped over the man being in the match. The PAW fans were huge Sykes supporters. I can’t say I could blame them. Sykes was pretty awesome. “I’d have to say that he’s a pretty good tag partner. Did you see how freaking smart he was during that battle royal? Wow! I’ve never seen someone be so innovative!”
I had to give props where props were do. Seeing what I saw from Sykes that night was pretty impressive. “And the two of us side by side are up against the tag team of Jonathan Alexander and Tapioca Joe. Two men that are riding high after their big win at Heat Stroke. Can’t say that I blame them either. That was indeed a pretty big win for them. Especially after all this stuff that has gone on between PAW and GZW. It was nice to see the team that’s been fighting for the company to pick up a huge victory.” I nodded my head a little bit. I was still new to the company, so I didn’t exactly understand everything that was going on with this feud between the two companies. It was also something that was none of my concern as far as I saw it. I intended to stay out of it.
“Not only have these two men fought for the company and managed to get the win. Regardless of the attack they had to receive at the end of it all. That was just heartless and gutless by the way. You GZW folks should be ashamed of yourselves by the way.” A small narrow glare consumed my expression as I shook my head. “But the point I was making is not only has Alexander and Joe been two men that came out on top with a big victory. They are also two men that are familiar with each other in the teaming department. They’ve gotten to know each other for quite sometime now. They know how the other works. They know what the others strengths are. What their weaknesses are. All that stuff. I’ve got no shame in admitting that they got the upper hand.”
What I said was the truth. These two men had the upper hand over the two of us when it came to being a tag team. They had known each other long enough and clearly knew how to get the job done as a team. I wasn’t so sure that Johnny and I could go into this match with such confidence. We didn’t know each other. We certainly have never teamed before. This was going to be a situation where it was going to take us a little bit in order to discover our groove. That’s how it always worked with the great tag teams of the world. I knew that I was up for the challenge I just hoped that my partner would be up for the same. The two of us on the same page might be a situation where we could do some damage.
“Gentlemen, even though I am willing to give you the credit where credit is due. Even though I realize the type of talent you have and realize that you’ve got the upper hand when it comes to this tag team. I feel like I must warn you of a little something. Johnny and I might not have ever teamed up with each other before. However I can promise you right now that the two of us are fighters. We aren’t the type of people that go down easily and when we do get knocked down. We aren’t the type of people that stay down for very long either. Look at what Johnny did in that battle royal. He did everything he could to avoid staying down. I’m very much the same way. So you can at least bet your butts that you’re going to have a fight on your hands.”
No one would have ever considered me a fighter back in the day. No one would have ever even considered me a scrapper. I was very much a girly-girl and I always stayed to myself. What a big difference three years had made. I was a fighter and I was a scrapper. I gave it everything I could until I just couldn’t get up again. People were going to see that soon enough. “I am not going to sit here and guarantee a victory. I’m not that kind of gal. There’s no reason to ever be arrogant or egotistical. Especially not in this business where anything and everything can happen within the blink of an eye. But what I will say is the two of us are going to fight. We’re going to fight until we can’t fight no more. We’re going to fight until we can’t get back up.”
Holding the camera in hand I set up from the lying position I was in. “We will fight until there’s nothing left in us. We expect the same to come from the two of you as well. The question is will the momentum continue for the two of you? Will this connection of Jonathan Alexander and Tapioca Joe continue to be what everyone expects it to be? Or will there be a shift in the force that night?” There was a brief pause coming from me at that moment. Letting those that would be watching get a chance to take in what I was saying. “Are the two people that most people don’t give a second glance going to shock the world? Could a Pranksta and Good Girl combine forces to pick up the single greatest victory of their careers here in PAW?”
It was not meant to be a shot at anyone when I said that people didn’t look our way for a second glance. That was generally how I felt. Most people had never expected me to go very far in wrestling. That was even when I started back when I was seventeen. I’d assume that most people never really expected the same out of Johnny considering his fun loving nature. He was not like most men in the business that took everything so seriously. We marched to a beat of our own drum. We did things a little different. We weren’t people that you’d expect much out of in this business. At the same time though we were people that didn’t back down. We didn’t quit. We had something to prove and we were going to do just that. Prove ourselves.
“Guess we’ll see enough when titans clash eh folks?!”
That's when I hit the end record button on my phone ending my little "promo" piece. Once I found myself and got back to the house I had every intentions of sending it over to the people that ran things for PAW. I knew that they'd air my promo and get it out there for the wonderful fans to see. Now I was in a situation where I had to make sure that Johnny and I were able to deliver when it came to the match that we were going to have. I didn't have high expectations as far as going out to get the victory. I just wanted to make sure that the two of us delivered when it came to giving a fight. I set my phone down beside me and leaned back against the chair placing my arms behind my head to continue enjoying my day out in the sun.
❥ MAY THE FORCE BE WITH US
-- scene three
I was a little nervous as I made my way down the hall. It was a few hours till showtime and I haven’t heard from my partner. Although I did hear that he was in the building cue me making my way down the hall in a search to find him. I was nervous because I didn’t know what to expect. I didn’t know how he was going to act. I didn’t know if he was going to be behind this thing with us being a team or anything like that. All I knew is that I needed to speak to him to get a feel for where his mind was going to be when it came to the matter at hand. After a couple more steps I found myself stopping in front of a locker room door with the name JOHNNY FN SYKES front and center.
I found myself just staring at the door for a couple of seconds. Only for me to take a deep breath and tell myself I just needed to go for it. Stepping forward I grabbed a hold of the door handle and started to twist the knob so I could let myself in. However as soon as I did that I could hear the manly voice from inside the room scream out loud. “JEDIS NEVER DIE!” That was enough to make me pull my hand back off the door knob. It seemed like maybe just maybe it wasn’t the best idea in the world to go in unannounced. I was not too sure what I was going to discover on the other side of the door. Shaking my hands about as I reached up and proceeded to place a light knock on the door. Stepping back waiting patiently.
“Door is open!” called that voice from the other side. Well that’s not exactly what I wanted. I was personally hoping that he would have answered the door, but that were the cards that had been dealt to me. I went ahead and stepped forward again grabbing the door handle giving it a twist. As soon as I pushed the door open I saw something with my eyes that made the whole Jedi thing make sense. Johnny was seated in front of a television monitor with an Xbox One connected to it. He was diving himself into a heated battle of Star Wars: Battlefront. Instantly I felt like this was a bad time. I hated to interrupt someone when they were doing something. Course that’s when he looked over his shoulder to see me standing there. “AVA!”
There was such excitement in his voice as I watched him pause the game and set the controller down. Well that wasn’t something I was expecting. In fact I felt a little worse that I had caused him to do that during the middle of his game. Watching him get up I started to realize that he wasn’t that much taller than me. He made a couple of steps towards me. “So how’s it going partner?” His hand then extended in my direction. I stared at it for a moment awkwardly before grabbing it with my own hand for a sake before looking up at him with a smile. “I’m going great. Honestly a little nervous about tonight, but other than that I don’t have any actual complaints.”
“Nervous? Pfffffffffft there’s no reason to be nervous dudette! Way I see it we’ve already got tonight’s W in the bag!” I looked at him with a bit of a blank expression on my face. Holy crap was he confident. I don’t think I could ever be that confident, but then again my entire life I have always been someone that’s been a little bit of a realist. “You think so?” I questioned still with that blank expression on my face. Like I didn’t want to seem like we were hopeless or that we didn’t have a chance in the world. That’s the last impression but this was our first time as a team. We were at a disadvantage, at least the way I saw it. Looking back at Johnny who was nodding. “Course! You got the raddest tag team partner that’s ever lived!”
Again that confidence was coming out in my tag team partner. “Plus you kinda got put with the right person. There was a time in my career where I was a tag team specialist. Then again at the time I was teaming with my best friend, but it can’t be that much different right?” Truth be told I couldn’t tell if he was legit asking me that and expecting an answer because if he was. Because of course it was different. It was very-very different. Before I had the chance to respond though Johnny had already started to move on. “Like I said we’ve got this W in the bag. It isn’t going to be very hard to beat a guy and his pudding cup. That’s two on one with some pudding in the corner.”
“Wait, what? Pudding?” I looked at him with a rather confused. What in the world was he talking about when it came to pudding? How did that even come up in anything we were talking about? Johnny was nodding pretty excitedly like he just knew what he was talking about. “Yeah, we’re facing Jonathan Alexander and his favorite pudding Tapioca. Personally, I think tapioca pudding is nasty. Pudding is never meant to be chunky. So I hope I don’t have to feel it or taste it during this match, but we totally got the upper hand. This is going to be a pretty easy win considering it’s two of us and just one dude with some pudding. It’s basic math!”
Everything that had came out of his mouth at that moment had me more confused than ever. I had heard a couple different things about him in the short amount of time that I had been with the company. Lots of people had said that he was a little touched upstairs. Like he wasn’t all there. Some people had used the R-Word that I hated so much. I never believed that by any means, but at the same time right now he wasn’t making much sense. He honestly thought we were facing a man and a cup of tapioca pudding. I wasn’t even sure if I could get through to him on that. I looked at him and found myself trying to break this down to him. I felt like it was kind of my job. “Johnny. I think you’ve got things a little confused. We’re not...”
I was in the middle of doing what I could to explain this to him. However it was at that particular second that he cut me off and didn’t let me finish saying what needed to be said. “I’m glad that we were able to have this talk, but right now I really need to get back to PWNING the Stormtroopers! I’ll see you out there tonight ok?!” He gave me a thumbs up but didn’t give me a chance to properly respond as he turned his back to me marching back over to his chair to get back in the game. I found myself standing there for a moment realizing the type of situation I found myself in. This situation seemed like it was about to get a whole lot harder. This was going to be a true competition for us at the end of the night.
“May the force be with us.”
That’s the only thing that I could let come out of my mouth as I had come to the realization that we were going to need all the help we could get in order to get the victory. Well in reality we were going to need all the help that we could get to in order to survive at the end of the night. Sighing some as I heard Johnny start to go berserk over the game. At that point I knew it was just time for me to go ahead and make my exit to which I did. I walked back out the door I had come in and pulled it shut behind me to leave my partner to his games. Starting to walk away to get myself ready for the night. I knew that I was going to spend the rest of the night praying for a miracle. We were really-really going to need it. |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2016 7:29:21 GMT
We will fight until there's nothing left.....We will fight until there's nothing left....until there's nothing left....nothing....left...
The words repeated themselves over and over again, filling the airwaves. The familiar voice of Ava is the one repeating the phrase, a phrase that was obviously lifted from her most recent promo. Sat on a bench dressed in black Nike shorts and black sneakers with no shirt was Jonathan Alexander. Years of wear and tear could be seen on his body as scars covered his chest and arms. His elbows rested on his knees as his head hung low nodding up and down. Earbuds hung from his ears as he looked at the screen of the small MP3 player he held in his right hand. He pulled the earbuds out and wrapped them around the small player before setting it down on the bench beside him and looking at the camera.
Until there's nothing left. Those are your words correct? Now don't get me wrong you're talented and you impressed the hell out of me at Heatstroke. Battle royals are unpredictable and dangerous yet you put your all into that match and had a great showing despite the loss. Yet none of that matters because at the upcoming Wicked their will be nothing left. Nothing left of you to fight the good fight. Nothing left of you to give your all to only find yourself coming up short. Nothing.....left. I refuse to stand here and say I'm a good guy or I'm a bad guy or whatever bullshit flies from peoples mouth now to try and get over. I'm whatever I'm needed to be when I climb into that ring. I'll shake your hand or put a knife in your back, whatever it takes. When I climb into that ring I'm not going out there to give my all on a hope and a prayer that I've got what it takes to win. I climb into that ring I do so with the intent to win that match at any cost.
Too many people climb into that ring and talk about giving it all they've got and if they win great, if not then it wasn't meant to be. Anyone can win on any night if they play their cards right. Ask any poker player, every hand is a winner if you play it right. I didn't get where I am today by not knowing how to play the hand I'm dealt. I can be dealt the shittiest hand and still find a way to come out on top. Not because I'm a better wrestler or because my opponents are somehow beneath me. I win because I refuse to walk out of that ring with anything but a win. If I lose it isn't because I went in half cocked or half assed. If I lose it's because the person on the other side of that ring was simply better. Ava I don't know you personally just like I don't know your partner Johnny personally. I've never met either of you but you seem like nice people, people who actually give a shit about this business. I can respect and appreciate that because that's something most people seem to have lost. But it'll take more than a love for this sport to walk out as a winner.
He rose to his feet, never taking his eyes off the camera.
Tap and I go way back as you've pointed out. He helped train me and he helped make me into the wrestler I am today. We've trained together, we've fought together and we've traveled the globe together. We know one another very well. Something that puts us at an advantage and the two of you at a disadvantage. Your similar personalities, wrestling styles or desires won't mean a damn thing inside that ring. When push comes to shove I know Tap has my back and he knows I've got his. Can you say the same thing? Can you say without a shadow of a doubt that you can blindly trust your partner to have your best intentions at heart? No you can't. Unless you truly know your partner you can't fully give yourself to them. Don't get me wrong Ava I have no problem with you or Johnny. Hell if we weren't standing across from one another and something went down I might even run down and pull your ass out of the fire. This is just business and nothing else. But in that ring just know I'll do whatever it takes to walk out the winner. That's just how it is.
The scene fades
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It was difficult to tell how much time had passed as Jonathan sat on the edge of a doctors bench dressed in black wind pants and white sneakers, a white shirt resting on the back of a nearby chair. He had an uneasy look in his eyes as his hands rested on the edge of the bed, fiddling with the paper he was sitting on. His attention kept moving to the nearby clock on the wall as he tried to keep his mind occupied and off the idea he was waiting to see a doctor. After what seemed like an eternity the door finally opened as a young doctor stepped inside holding a clipboard.
Are you still wrestling Jonathan?
Yes sir. Started back a few months ago.
Do they know about your family medical history or your injury?
They know about the injury but not my medical history. Didn't really think that was relevant since that was my dad and not me.
Everything looks to be okay but considering your family history and the fact you had surgery on your back I'd like to run a few more tests just to make sure everything checks out. Have you noticed any changes in your appetite, mood or weight?
No I'm just tired a lot more lately. Figured it was just because of the news about the baby but that was weeks ago.
He scribbled on the small pad.
What about tobacco, alcohol or drugs? Anything like that?
Not really. I drink from time to time but not a lot. As for tobacco and drugs I haven't touched that stuff in years.
Alright. Well it's probably nothing but I'd like to run a few more tests just to make sure is that fine with you?
Do your thing doc.
Anyone you want us to call for you? Your wife maybe?
No I'm fine, I'd rather her not know right now.
Sure thing. We'll get those tests started here in a few minutes so just do your best to relax okay? I'll be back to check in.
The two men shook hands before the doctor left leaving Jonathan alone. The look of worry only seemed to get worse on his face as he realized he was alone once more.
I've got to tell Alice eventually. Just not now. She's got enough on her plate.
The door opened once more as an older female nurse stepped in and smiled.
Go ahead and put your shirt on and follow me sir.
He grabbed his shirt and slipped it on as he hopped off the bed following the nurse. The scene fades.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2016 19:28:48 GMT
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“THE TAPIOCA DEVIL”
LOCATION: Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania - Home
TIME: 5:00 PM
CAM STATUS: Off
Johnny found himself seated at the kitchen table of his pittsburgh home. There was a pretty foul taste on his expression while he looked at the several bowls lined up in a row across the table. In each bowl filled all the way to the tip top with what appeared to be some type of pudding. It was a vanilla like color but it was pretty clear that it wasn’t vanilla due to the lumps in the pudding. Anyone with a good eye and knowledge of pudding would have been able to make the connection that Johnny was staring down a long line of tapioca pudding.
JOHNNY SYKES: I don’t want to do this.
The intense disgruntled expression on his face hadn’t gotten any better. If anything it had only gotten worse as he glared at the bowls of tapioca lined up in a row. About that time walking into the kitchen was Johnny’s ten year old son, Jax. He looked at his father and then looked over at the table with confusion. His gaze went back to his father.
JAX SYKES: Dad...
JOHNNY SYKES: Yes kiddo?
JAX SYKES: What’s with the tapioca pudding? That stuff is disgusting!
JOHNNY SYKES: I know it is. It’s downright gross, but I gotta eat it. It’s part of the training process.
JAX SYKES: Training? Is this one of your weird things again?
JOHNNY SYKES: Weird things? No! This is a legitimate training procedure.
JAX SYKES: Why? Why on earth would tapioca pudding have anything to do with a training procedure when it comes to wrestling? Let alone any type of training procedure with anything at all!
JOHNNY SYKES: Trust me...
Those words were never a good sign when it came to Johnny. Anytime he said something like that it was a pretty good incentive to not trust him. It was sad to say that but Johnny simply wasn’t someone that you could trust. Not in a negative way such as he was intentionally lying or anything like that. It was more so that Johnny got himself in situations where he couldn’t be trusted on his own. Even a ten year old could see that and therefore you had to take everything Johnny said with a grain of salt.
JOHNNY SYKES: I’ve got to face a man who is going to be bringing tapioca pudding as his tag team partner. Personally, I feel like a man like that is going down to the deep-deep depths of hell!
JAX SYKES: Dad, why...
JOHNNY SYKES: No hear me out son! The man is bringing tapioca pudding to a match as his tag team partner. I don’t know exactly how that’s going to work, but I got this sickening feeling that it’s going to involve him forcing me to eat it. The thought makes me want to throw up, but I figure if I can eat all this pudding tonight. I’ll be immune to it by match time. Then dude doesn’t have the upper hand anymore!
JAX SYKES: Are you kidding me Dad?
JOHNNY SYKES: Why would I be kidding?! There isn’t even a kidding matter!
JAX SYKES: Do you not understand how ridiculous you sound right now? Why would anyone team with a thing of tapioca pudding? I gotta call uncle David again!
JOHNNY SYKES: Why you gotta go and snitch?!
Right away Johnny’s hands hit the table which just so happen to cause one of the spoons sitting in one of the bowls of tapioca pudding to fall from the bowl to the floor. In the same motion Johnny pushed himself up from his chair that he was sitting in. By now Jax had kind of stopped where he was standing. It was very rare that his father ever raised his voice at him for any given reason.
JOHNNY SYKES: I don’t need David butting in every single time Jax!
JAX SYKES: But he’s your best friend and mentor?
JOHNNY SYKES: Yes, but anymore it’s like everything I do is wrong. I’ve been doing this long enough to know what I’m doing. I’ve been doing this long enough that I don’t need him looking over my shoulder with everything that I do.
JAX SYKES: Dad, you think you’re facing a thing of tapioca pudding. That’s not exactly normal thinking. Before that you thought you were in the ring with a rake.
JOHNNY SYKES: To be fair, he was pretty scrawny like a rake!
JAX SYKES: That’s besides the point. I love you Dad, you know that I do. But Uncle David keeps you grounded. He makes sure that your head's on straight. He makes sure that you’re good to go for every match. He always steers you in the right direction.
JOHNNY SYKES: Gosh, now my own kid doesn’t even think I can do something on my own! What is this world coming to?!
In that being said Johnny turned himself around and took a step forward. Sadly for him when he took that step forward he stepped down on the spoon that had fallen on the floor only moments before. That caused him to lose his footing which resulted in Johnny slipping forward and planting his face right into one of the bowls of tapioca pudding. As soon as he went head first into the bowl. Jax found himself breaking out into a big laugh. Not that anyone would have blamed him seeing that take place was fairly amusing. Johnny started to pull his face out of the pudding with a pretty disgruntled look on his face.
JOHNNY SYKES: Jax...
JAX SYKES: Yes dad?
JOHNNY SYKES: Call your uncle David.
JAX SYKES: Ha!
The child continued to chuckle to himself while making his exit from the kitchen. Leaving Johnny alone, he used his hands to start scooping the disgusting puddling out of his eyes and nose. By no means was this something that he had expected nor was it something that he had really wanted to deal with. In this moment Johnny had to come to terms with the fact that he might have needed a little bit of help after all. Granted in his mind he was still under the impression that he was facing the tapioca pudding devil when he was in the ring next. At least David would know how to tackle the problem better than he would.
“MEGA POWERS COMBINE”
LOCATION: Undisclosed
TIME: 1:45 PM
CAM STATUS: On
At this particular moment there were a set of cameras rolling with the intentions of filming something. Well they were filming something alright. Something that didn’t make much sense to the eye right away. There was a blank canvas hanging in the background. That wouldn’t have been that odd or that off it hadn’t been for a cardboard cutout of a wrestling icon. A man that had such an iconic voice when it came to the late eighties and early nineties of professional wrestling. The cardboard cutout was of one “Mean Gene” Oakland. That’s exactly what the cameras were focusing on.
Thank goodness though only a few seconds later a person was seen entering the view of the cameras. It was an actual person, not some cardboard cutout. Not to mention it was a person that the cameras were a little familiar with seeing as it was a PAW superstar in that of “The Original Pranksta” Johnny Sykes. Course in true Johnny fashion, he was going to make things all that more confusion. Considering he was rocking a big feather boa. A retro purple “Macho Man” t-shirt. He had a headband on that said “JOHNNY-MANIA” across it. Along with that was a pair of shades on his head.
Then to top things off he had a blow up doll in his arms.The thing that was standing out the most about this blow up doll was it had a blonde wig on along with a cupcake inspired t-shirt where someone had hand-written the name “AVA” across the shirt. All of the sudden Johnny flipped those shades down over his eyes and found himself going into full on promo mode. Course the way he started speaking it was pretty clear who he was trying to mock.
JOHNNY SYKES: Well you know Mean Gene... We really don’t know what we’re dealing with here. I’m kinda little worried about locking up here because we just might blow the whole planet up ya know?!
Johnny was a troll at his finest. There was a small smirk spread across his lips like he was trying to hold back the laughter that he was causing himself.
JOHNNY SYKES: This week on Wicked Thirteen brother, the mega powers of myself and Ava Miller are going to combine. They’re not going to combine in the sense where they’re going to go head to head. Oh no brother. Those forces are going to come together as a unit. A unit that must work hand in hand in order to take on the terrible tag team of Jonathan Alexander and Tapioca Joe. I don’t know if the PAW Universe is ready for these mega powers to combine. I don’t know if the Universe as a whole that we live in are ready for these mega powers to combine. But then again it doesn’t really matter if they’re ready because it’s going to happen anyway!
Hosting one finger up in the air, Johnny proceeded to twirl himself around keeping a tight lock on the blow up doll in the process. His actions were once again aiming to mock another historic wrestling figure. That smirk of his still spread across his lips. At least the one thing that was clear was the man was enjoying himself.
JOHNNY SYKES: Now I’ll be the first to admit that my partner here was a little skeptical about us teaming together. Ava was telling me that because it’s our first time teaming up that she doesn’t think we’re going to do very well. She thinks that there’s going to be some issues that we’re bound to run into. She thinks that we’re not going to have the experience that our opponents are going to have, just because they’ve been teaming longer than us. This partner of mine has a pretty interesting way of looking at things.
She seems to be a bit of a negative nancy sometimes, but you know what? That’s alright. She’s still pretty new to the biz. I on the other hand have been around for quite sometime. Been round the block as people say. So the good thing is I can show my partner here that there’s nothing to worry about. I can show her that we do indeed have a shot. Not only do we have a shot but that the two of us side by side have what it takes to take it to these two dudes. We got all the ability to go out and pick up a win. Heck, we got the ability to be the next best tag team to ever come to PAW if you ask me!
In the tone of voice that he was using Johnny made it seem like he was pretty confident in their chance at being able to go the distance and pull off the win. There was also a pretty good chance that he was the only one that was that confident in them.
JOHNNY SYKES: Couple days ago I was a little worried about the match. I can admit that much and the reason I was worried is because I was under the impression that Jonathan Alexander’s tag team partner was a thing of Tapioca pudding and Tapioca pudding is literally the devil. It is the nastiest thing that’s ever been created by man. But thankfully a friend of mine got me some footage of their tag matches. Turns out this Tapioca Joe isn’t actual Tapioca pudding. Granted it’s a really old man, but a man none the less.
Now I don’t have to worry about being forced to eat Tapioca pudding. That being said I know you two gentlemen have a pretty deep relationship. If I’m not mistaken this old man had a hand in training you, Jonathan. He had a hand in seeing to it that you are as good as you are today, and now the two of you team up side by side to fight crime in whatever promotion you end up in. You guys are coming off a pretty big win at that from Heat Stroke. You really took it to those GZW punks. That’s pretty awesome. It was about time those guys got put in their place.
But gentlemen, I feel compelled to inform you. We’re not the punks from GZW. We’re not here to start a war that we can’t finish. We’re not out to destroy the company or any of that other nonsense. Ava and I are simply here to make a name for ourselves. We are here to prove that we do belong in PAW. We are here to prove that regardless of many people claiming that we don’t have what it takes to be something here, that we’re going to do just that and prove them all wrong. I think that makes us far more dangerous than it would make the two of you. I’m sure my partner agrees. Isn’t that right Ava?
His attention had gone to the blow up doll that he had in his hand. Plain as day he could be seen pushing on the back of the doll’s head forcing it to nod itself head agreeing with him.
JOHNNY SYKES: I mean don’t get us wrong dudes. We’re not saying that you won’t put up a fight. I mean we kind of expect you to put up a fight with all the hype that’s surrounding you. It’d be pretty rude and lame of you to not put up a fight when we did find ourselves squaring off in the ring. In the end though the fight that Ava and I is going to be a little more fierce. Sadly this is just a situation where the two of you weren’t prepared for these mega powers combining. No one can blame you for that considering no one was ready for it... We’ll see you Thursday!
A lot of times Johnny was someone that could almost come off as arrogant. Maybe a little too confident for his own good at times especially for someone who didn’t have an impressive record in PAW. Thing was at the end of the day Johnny was as harmless as they came. He was just a man that was always brought up with the belief that if you didn’t believe in yourself when no one else would. That’s all it was. He believed in himself and believed in his team. Not to mention the argument could be made that Johnny wasn’t a hundred percent upstairs either. On that note though the man proceeded to pie face the cardboard cutout of “Mean Gene” as he walked himself out of the picture frame carrying “Ava” with him. Leaving everyone wondering and actually waiting to see what would happen when these two forces collided. |
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