Kasino Royale
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I Wouldn't Gamble With My Life If I Was You....
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Post by Kasino Royale on Feb 23, 2007 17:26:50 GMT -4
Time: 7:35 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/Familia locker room/Murder By Numbers PPV +The duo of Royal Flush sat in the confines of the Familia locker room, going over footage of last weeks 6 man tag team match at Full Throttle. Laura sits nearby with that notepad in her hands as always making her best attempt to critique each and every facet of the said match up in preparation for the one later tonight. While she's preoccupied with her manager duties, Kasino leans into his tag team partner and speaks...+[glow=red,2,300]Check this...I know you seeing what I'm seeing on this fuckin' tape man?...[/glow] +He can see the smirk on the face of his partner as he nods his head over and over watching the film in front of them...Obviously both on the same page at the moment as Kasino continues on...+[glow=red,2,300]Them boys leaving so many openings for us it's pathetic man...Harris the only one with some skills in that ring...He's basically carrying Trigga's ass man...We gotta go out there and show em' that last week was a damn fluke and who really runs shit around here D. I ain't about to lose twice to Harris & Trigga, let alone "White Tyson" out there man...It ain't happenin...What we do? Single the weak link out and destroy his ass dog...Simple and plain...Feel me?...Tryin' to take over this bitch...Hands down...[/glow] +Another head nod from his parther as their hands meet with a brief handshake, their focuses remaining on the footage a few feet in front of them...The Royal Flush were on course to ensure a victory to help begin the impending Familia domination of APW. Let the show begin.+ |
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Post by pornstar on Feb 23, 2007 17:45:09 GMT -4
Time: 7:45 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/Familia locker room/Murder By Numbers PPV PornStar, of course... has stopped giving a fuck for the night. Tyson Terra's undeserving ass was yanked from his cage, that's good enough for him. His name is already in the history books as the second holder of the Nationwide championship. His pwn has been unleashed. Now, heh, the challengers... the ones with their heads out of their asses to see the belts that they're to go after... Tyson Terra - Nixed. Buck made sure of that. Somebody wants to fight one losing match and think he deserves a match? And goes about it by spouting off homophobic remarks and such? Nope... especially when Buck's had more pussy than the guy could ever dream of, and he's got the filmed documentation to prove it! ;D ... Next! Dalton Sinclair... - He even employed anymore? Buck told Dick... fuck that guy. He came out, ran his mouth once, then disappeared as he saw PornStar penetrate Starr and come out with the belt barely covering his junk. PornStar called it, and Dick didn't listen... now, the battle royale that he'd participated in last week to grant a shot? RUINED... dumbass... Lindsay Corban - Right, a fuckin' broad challenging for this belt? She did put Terra in his place though, who'da thunk? She must've had some help...  Still, legitimate challenge, she's been around, won a few... maybe she'll get her shot... just another one to leave Face Down, Ass Up, Penetrated and the like... PornStar now just sits back, and thinks to how Candi's gonna have to deal with his ass once he retains the belt...[/center] |
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Post by Laura De'Icco on Feb 23, 2007 18:03:50 GMT -4
Time: 8:15 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/Murder By Numbers PPV/In front of Familia Locker room After going over the game plan with her clients, Tha Infamous 187 & Royal Flush for their 6 man tag team elimination match up, Laura had set foot outside of the locker room, en route to the personal locker room of Mr. Vegas himself when she was met by none other than APW backstage reporter, Emily Blake. Immediately Laura could be seen letting out a long sigh over the woman's appearance as the microphone was basically shoved in her direction as she noticed Ms. Blake and her camera man.Ms. De'Icco, can I please have a quick word with you concerning the Pay Per View as well as the new addition to the Familia's line up? It'll only take a few moments of your time.[glow=red,2,300] Of course Ms. Blake...Of course...[/glow] Wonderful! Now, being as how the Familia hasn't had that great of a start here in APW as a whole, save for Mr. Wylde's Nationwide Title reign but... what do you think are the chances that they will be able to turn things around for THIS show in particular? And what do you think it would mean for the Familia to do so in this setting at Murder By Numbers?A brief pause as a smirk comes to her face before answering...
[glow=red,2,300] Well Ms. Blake, I do believe my boys were just merely a bit rusty after being out of action for so long. And of course they've missed a few shows due to unforeseen circumstances and the like but...I have every confidence that things will only BEGIN to turn around for the Familia tonight ma'am. I have prepared them as well as I possibly could for the impending night ahead of them and am confident if they do as I have instructed them to, all will be well by nights' end. As for Mr. Aries being added to the fold? Well it IS an honor to have the opportunity to work with such a talented athlete and I'm anxious to begin working with and critiquing his craft and assisting in his rise within the world of professional wrestling.[/glow] I see. Very well. Now concerning the World Title match up Ms. De'Icco...Mr. Vegas a few days surprisingly pulled his name from the running in that match, when he was actually scheduled to compete for the said title. Our viewers and those backstage would like to know why and what exactly is Mr. Vegas up to with this recent self removal from the main event match tonight?[glow=red,2,300] Well Mr. Vegas just merely has alternate plans of pursuing his "aspirations" for the season ahead of us Ms. Blake. Believe me when I say that he has NO intentions of his name being "removed" from the "running" for that APW World Title and his name WON'T be removed from it if I have anything to do with it. Just know that in time, you'll all see something amazing before your eyes. That's all I can speak of it at the moment Ms. Blake as I have a few stops to make concerning my clients before the show begins. Of course you understand?...[/glow] Of course Ms. De'Icco...Of course...
And with that, Laura leaves the scene, headed towards the locker rooms of Mr. Vegas & Mr. Aries to go over yet another game plan for tonight's action with her clients. |
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Dice Dillinger
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P.I.M.P. Paper In My Pocket Bitch!!!!!
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Post by Dice Dillinger on Feb 24, 2007 1:25:03 GMT -4
Time: 8: 45 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/Familia Locker Room +Dice had finished his pre match talk with his partner and just as he set foot ouf of the locker room to leave for a quick visit to Yuki, the cell phone on his hip rang, and once he answered he spoke into the phone with...+[glow=red,2,300]Yeah?...Yo' this D' man...Oh aiight...Yeah what's up man?...Uh huh...Uhhh Huh...Yeah you saw right...Justice Aries...I know right, dude always hiding shit from everybody. Secretive ass...Huh?...I don't know man I mean...Uh Huh...Yeah I heard him say something about you a few days ago...Like you had gone missing or some shit...Right now?...[/glow] +As he stands in front of the Familia locker room, he turns his head as if searching for someone or something...Then speaking into the phone once more...+[glow=red,2,300]Nah...Not right now man. Just me...Yeah for sure I can do that...Uh Huh...Uh Huh...Yeah...Cool...For sure man, I'll let him know to get in contact with you man...Bet...Holla... [/glow] +And with that he ends the call as he presses the end button, begins making his way down the corridors of the arena shaking his head with a smirk on his face...+
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Post by fninfamous on Feb 24, 2007 2:18:18 GMT -4
Time: 9: 00 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/ Familia Locker Room While awaiting for the show to start, 187 was sitting in the locker room of The Familia getting ready. Tonight was going to be a night to remember. A smirk on his face as he proceeded to take black tape and wrapped it around his wrists and hands. Tonight was going to be a night where 187 was going to kill three birds with one stone. He had his old enemies from back in New York, Austin Harris and Roy Trigga. Two guys he thought little of and has had quite a history with. Just the thought of being able to get his hands on those two again brought a smirk to his face. It's been a good while since he's beat down those two. This is going to bring back a lot of memories. Not just any old memories though, some pretty good ones that 187 enjoyed reminiscing about. He just loved to think back to when he was stomping Roy Trigga all around the arena and all over New York. The same went for Austin Harris. Being able to smack that fool around once more with his partner with him at the same time just had made 187's day. Not only would he have the chance to take out those two, but his newest nuisance Joe Bruiser was in the mix too. A man he has had the pleasure of squaring off in the ring and bloodied all over the outside of it. Of course, the second encounter wasn't the most enjoyable but Bruiser had help with him that night. Regardless of the results of their last encounter, 187 still felt he had the upper hand on Bruiser. A match where multiple men were in didn't mean anything to him. One on one fights was what counted in 187's mind. And so far, neither of his three opponents have been able to defeat him when they were solo. Which made 187 just nod his head in confidence as he stood up from the couch where he was sitting on. "Almost time..." 187 proceeded to do some last minute stretching of his arms and leaned forward to stretch his back. He knew tonight was going to be brutal. Tonight was going to be the night he has the chance to destroy several enemies at once. He was ready for them. He didn't sweat it. He had full confidence in himself going into tonight's match. He didn't feel that he had anything to worry about. He had beaten all three of these men in the past. What could make it any different now? Just because they are all in the ring at the same time didn't phase him. It was just going to be a little harder this time around. 187 didn't care though. He wanted them to bring it on. It wasn't going to be a problem for him to smash them once again. He reached down on the couch and grabbed his black hooded sweatshirt that was resting on the arm of it. He then began to slip his arms into the sleeve of the hoodie as he looked towards the door. Almost about that time again to go to war again. He couldn't wait..."I'm ready fo' ya mothaf**kas..." |
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Post by King Vegas on Feb 25, 2007 1:50:53 GMT -4
Time: 9:00 P.M.
Place: Glendale Arena/Locker Room of King Vegas/Murder By Numbers Pay Per View The man known as King Vegas sat inside of his dimly lit locker room...His eyes intensely focused on the television screen no less than 15 feet away from where he sat...His eyes seemingly piercing the appliance as his ritual mental preparation began...His focus squarely on the task at hand...The chosen prey...The opposition. Jason...And now his estranged brother Mark Cross...
The very thought of the man brought forth rage to his facial features...His blood pressure slowly beginning to rise as his ambitions of removing the man from existence constantly play throughout his brain. The battle had been long up to this point, as well as brutal. Lines were drawn and those very lines were crossed...Blood had been shed and more was surely to come until this battle that had now escalated to a full scale war, came to it's conclusion...And one of the two men were incapable of continuing on...Incapable of returning the onslaught unleashed upon them from their counterpart...Incapable of enduring the both mental and physical deterioration that comes along with such a personal dispute as the one they found themselves entangled in...Or until...Either of them...Were simply no more...
Vegas' trance like state is broken as his lady Love enters the locker room...Standing inside of the doorway as her eyes make a direct focus on his...But his vision remained on the footage being broadcast from the television even after the few words she spoke...A few more words pass through her lips and finally...His hands seem to come back to life...Completing the task of wrapping the tape around both of his hands...Within seconds, he could be seen allowing for his usual black gloves to slide over his hands...Signifying that King Vegas...Was prepared for tonights sure fire mayhem inside of the squared circle...As he stands from his place of seating, his eyes meet Laura's and she complies with the "reply" from his facial expression and begins leading the way down the corridors as he begins a slow and methodical pace towards the entrance of his personal locker room...Within seconds, he found himself walking the corridors of Glendale arena...A mere few feet behind Laura...Further preparing his mind...For the blood...Sweat...And Tears sure to be shed on tonights battlegrounds.... |
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Still, legitimate challenge, she's been around, won a few... maybe she'll get her shot... just another one to leave Face Down, Ass Up, Penetrated and the like...
