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Post by heaven on May 14, 2007 22:42:28 GMT -4
It was a rare night out for Miss Chantell Angel. It has been a long grueling 4 months stuck behind a desk checking paperwork, making sure the shows get aired, that superstars are advertised, and of course keeping Pornstar from playing any more pranks on her sisters. Certainly not the life she had invinsioned herself doing only a few years ago. She entered the Towerview Resturant for the first time since its opening dressed in a slightly dressed up version of her normal clothes, a new necklace, and she had her nails done pretty much showed the difference between her during the day and her during the night. The waiter quickly brought her to the table she had reversed for herself and Tha Infamous 187. A red candle is lit in the middle of the table, and she waits patiently for her guest to arrive while she looks out the windows into the beautiful city of Toronto. The lights look outstanding at this time of the day. Such a wonderful city. |
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Post by fninfamous on May 14, 2007 23:18:13 GMT -4
Almost right on cue, Tha Infamous 187 makes his arrival into the Tower View Restaurant and Lounge. He wasn't dressed too fancy for the occasion. He never was the type to do the whole suit get-up. He had been dressed up with that red bandana of his tied around his forehead to the back, a 2XL red Dickies button up shirt, a pair of red Dickies double-kneed pants, and the black All-Star Converse sneakers on his feet. Pretty casual. He looked down at the watch on his right wrist. Checking to see what the time was. It was 8:00 p.m. He was here like he said he was. Then he then looked up from his watch. 187 searched around the place in search of that Angel that had invited him to this dinner. A smirk crossed his face as he sees her at a table staring out the window at the city below. A smirk crosses his lips at the sight of Chantell. She looked much different than usual. He still liked it though. 187 made his way through the lounge toward the table Chantell sat at. Once he arrived at the table, he looked down at Chantell and said...
"Well hello, hello there Chan'."
187 pulled out the empty chair that was meant for him and sat down in it across from Chantell.
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Post by heaven on May 16, 2007 16:47:22 GMT -4
She smiles as he takes a seat across from her. So far the night had been going splendid, even though the night was young and they had not ordered yet. But just being out of her office gave her relief, not worrying about trying to APW on top of the world, not worrying about people complaining about air time, just a night out to enjoy herself. The waiter is quick to approach placing menu's in front of both them, and quickly leaves once again to deal with another customer.
I am very glad that you decided to have dinner with me Seven, I really needed the night out, and out of all the people you are the one person that reminds me of my friends back home. |
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Post by fninfamous on May 16, 2007 19:38:25 GMT -4
187 began to nod his head as that smirk remained on his face. This night out was going to do the both of them some good. He needed some time to clear his mind from what he's had going on with himself recently. Chantell seemed to need a break from her own things she had going on in her life. This night could prove to be interesting.
"It's cool Chan'. It's cool. We all need a break from 'da stress of day to day life. I ain't got a problem wit' bein' out wit' you. How have things been wit' you Chan'? Things been pretty good, I hope?"
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Post by heaven on May 16, 2007 20:30:38 GMT -4
She tries to let out a smile, but things have been anything but good lately at the Angel's Tower. Ratings have been slipping, superstars have been complaining about titles, and advertisement, and she has been doing so much work she has started losing track of days.
I wish I could say things have been good as of late, but the truth is I am getting very frustrated with the whole thing. I'm only a girl who grew up on the streets of New York trying to run a major worldwide wrestling promotion. Meanwhile one of my "sisters" spends all night partying and all day in the hospital getting checked for god knows what; while the other one spends her time at her ranch that dad left her just playing with her horses.
She took a deep breath, as it felt really good to get all of that off her chest, having someone to tell things too, a feeling she had never had before.
But what about you Seven. I know very little about you other then what you do on camera. Care to give me a bit of a history lesson on yourself? |
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Post by fninfamous on May 16, 2007 23:35:20 GMT -4
"Damn. Ain't 'dat a b***h."
...was his response to how Chantell was feeling and what she had said about the other Angels activities. He then began to think about the question she had asked about him. Unsure what to exactly tell her. He start spilling the story of his past in Los Angeles. He could tell herabout everything in his wrestling career so far. He didn't know what exactly she was wanting him to tell her. He figured he would go with his gut on this one. Tell her what he thinks she wants to hear...
"Let's see... A history lesson 'bout myself... Well, I grew up on the mean streets of Compton out in Los Angeles, California. 'Da City of Angels. Been on my own since I was seventeen years old on some personal issues I ain't gonna get into right now. If you ain't noticed, I'm always wearing 'da color red. 'Dats 'cause I'm part of a West Coast gang 'dat you might know as 'Da Bloods. I'm one of them. Down to ride fo' them 'till 'da day my casket drops. I got into 'da wrestlin' ova' a personal vendetta 'dat I had at first, but afta' awhile 'dat blew ova' and I actually grew to enjoy 'dis job. I started out in 'dat one federation run by 'dat fool McMahon. I was there fo' a bit but things ain't go ova' too well fo' me there. He tried to put me in some bullsh*t situations 'dat I wasn't too into. Long story short fo' 'dat scenario... we got into a verbal argument, I struck him, I got fired, got a lawsuit, settled in court and 'dat was 'dat. Then I ended up in Ohio in a trainin' fed ova' there. It was cool. I was in there fo' awhile. 'Dats when I ended up gettin' myself some major hype. Like people heard and seen what I could do there, and I was just set fo' life. I gained popularity like no tomorrow in Ohio. Made a lot of enemies, made a few friends. Ohio was cool. I enjoyed it fo' a bit. Then I ended up gettin' involved in some trouble wit' 'da law. Got myself put in and got out of jail. Can't really go back there anymo'. Think they still lookin' 'round 'dat place fo' me. Then I ended up in a New York based fed. Ran through 'dat place until 'da end of 'da season. Made some mo' enemies, made some mo' friends. Controversy follows me whereeva' I go. New York was no different. I only grew mo' from when I was there. 'Dats where 'da formation of 'Da Familia had taken place and we been raisin' hell since. Then I had to get 'da hell outta there. I was loyal as fuck until 'da end. Management began f**kin' up. Some problems arose wit' management and 'Da Familia. So I got up outta 'dat place too. 'Dis probably sounds like I ain't stayin' in too many feds, but 'dat ain't'da case. I just made some dumb mistakes at times and sh*t just ain't go too well fo' me."
He shrugged his shoulders.
"But now I've been in 'dis bidness long enough and I'm mo' educated on how things work. I got mo' sense of what's goin' on and I'm makin' smarta' decisions wit' my career now. So you ain't gotta worry 'bout me goin' anywhere anytime soon. I'm down wit' APW until 'da wheels fall off 'dis place. Anyways, I was outta work fo' a bit since 'da whole incident ova' in New York. I went home to Compton. Then I got a message from someone up here in APW sayin' they was interested in me. I checked it out. Liked what I saw. Joined up as one of 'da first 'dat was on APW. Since then... well... you've seen what's been goin' on. Mo' enemies. Mo' problems. Few friends. 'Da legend of 'Da Infamous 187 continues, I suppose."
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Post by heaven on May 17, 2007 19:06:40 GMT -4
She continued to smile as he told her that he would stick around with Action Packed Wrestling until the day it dies. So far they have proved many people wrong and have lasted much longer then they were given credit for. The waiter arrives once more, and Chantell points to the chicken dinner, a meal that she hasn't had in some time, a meal she never had the privilege to have while growing up on the streets of New York City. She also orders a glass of wine to go along with the meal, and waits for 187 to decide on what to have. She wouldn't be surprised to see him try to get some fast food or a pizza ordered to the place, and just the thought made her laugh, though not enough to draw any attention to herself.
Well Seven, you seen Full Throttle like everyone else, still thinking of taking that shot at the World Title that we know you want? |
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Post by fninfamous on May 17, 2007 20:46:03 GMT -4
187 flipped through the menu to see what he would like to have to eat. He raised an eyebrow up as he looked through it. He hadn't really eaten here before. Usually the thing that was on his mind when he came to the Tower View was the Hennessy. He shrugged his shoulders and pointed a what read as a "Cowboy Burger." It sounded good. A cheeseburger with an additional onion rings, bacon, and barbeque sauce. Then he pointed out to the waitress that the drink that he wanted would be a simple glass of Coca Cola. He figured he better not get drunk during this dinner. Might screw up and end up saying something wrong to Chantell or about some kind of management. Not something he was planning on doing. Then he nodded to the waitress before turning back to Chantell and responding...
"Yeah. I seen it. I still want 'dat title shot. I got a question though. How am I gonna get 'dis title shot? Ain't Vegas and Shaddix scheduled fo' a rematch or somethin'? How's 'dat gonna work?"
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Post by heaven on May 17, 2007 20:57:02 GMT -4
Well you forget, your a favorite of someone in a very high position of power.
She gives a little wink, and laughs trying to break the seriousness that they were talking about. After-all this was supposed to be a night out for both them. She knew however she had to get the business side of things over and done with quick or else it would consume the entire night
If there is one thing I have seen in my years watching wrestling, is that if you want something so badly then you need to go out there and take it. Rather then wait around fighting a boxer, go down to the ring after Full Throttle and tell the World that you want that title. As of right now Shaddix holds the gold, and so far he's beaten many A+ talent wrestlers, and you are one of the very few that he has not beaten while the title is on the line this year. You might of been involved in a title match, but you were not pinned. You've earned a title shot, you deserve a title shot, you just need to know that you are capable of being champion.
The waiter arrives with their drinks. The Coca Cola for the gentlemen, and a glass of wine for the lady. Chantell moves her index finger around the glass of red wine as she stares down at it seeing her reflexion before looking back up at her date for the evening. |
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Post by fninfamous on May 17, 2007 21:15:44 GMT -4
A favorite? 187 began to nod his head with that smirk forming on his face once again. He caught that wink. That had a nice ring to it. A favorite of someone with a very high position of power. This was one of his bosses. That must be saying a lot right there. When you have your boss saying that you did a good job, saying that they want to see you as champion, saying that they like what you do... that says a lot. He didn't know that he had been having someone keep an eye on him. He wasn't going to complain though. His hard work seemed to be paying off.
" 'Dats true. 'Dats damn true.I've been thrown in so many title shots in 'da past just fo' doin' what I do. I ain't even had to ask fo' 'da shot. I just get information 'bout how I was placed in 'da match 'cause I was told 'dat I deserved it. Shaddix ain't eva' pin me fo' 'dat title neitha'. So he gonna have anotha' thing comin' if he think I'ma lie down fo' anyone. I fight in those title matches until I ain't got nothin' left in 'da tank. Still swingin' while runnin' on empty. I ain't eva' complained 'bout it though. I always like havin' those chances. Now you offerin' me a shot against Shaddix fo' 'dat pretty piece of gold 'round his waist. I'm in though. I want 'dat shot. I been through pretty much everything 'dat was able to be thrown at me here. I think I deserve it. I'm capable of holdin' onto 'dat title."
He paused for a moment as he reached forward on the table. Taking ahold of the glass of Coca Cola that had been set down infront of him. He brought the glass up to his lips and took a quick sip from. That was good. Been a long while since he had anything without alcohol in it.
"So, how's 'dis gonna work? Just wonderin' whatcha gonna do to get me into 'dat title shot? You gonna put me in 'dat title match wit' Shaddix and Vegas? Or you had a lil' somethin' else in mind?"
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Post by heaven on May 18, 2007 17:41:24 GMT -4
I got something a bit different in mind.
She pauses, and takes a drink of her red wine, glancing down back at Tha Infamous one ever couple moments.
We are less then two weeks away from our Showcase called "Blood Bath" which might turn out being the most grueling and sadistic show we have. Every match will be a First Blood Match. Every match no matter the type will have first blood rules applied to it, including our 30 person over the top battle royal which we have called..."The Blood Bath". It is there that you will challenge the World Champion. It is there that you will have the advantage. Your a Blood, you know what its like to bleed. You know what its like to make others bleed. Now its your time to prove it. The ball is in your court at Blood Bath Seven; and I have no doubt that you will win.
Chantell seems to get very excited the more she talked about the Blood Bath. A showcase that she came up with to show the sheer brutality of what the wrestlers are truly made of, and what they will do to be the winner in the end. It has been something she had been looking forward too since the beginning of the season. And with the Blood himself fighting for the World Championship in a First Blood style match, she can't help but smile. |
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Post by fninfamous on May 18, 2007 20:44:34 GMT -4
"Interesting. Very interesting. I dig 'da idea. Makin' mothaf**kas bleed sounds like fun. And it's going to be the World Champion? Sounds pretty good to me. I'm in. But I got a request from you myself now."
He paused fro a moment to reach forward to grab his drink. He brought it forward, took a sip, and set it down. Then he leans forward and places his arms ontop of the table. Looking across the table at Chantell with that smirk on his face. He had an idea himself.
"Now... as you may know... I took a week off. I ain't got too much goin' fo' myself at 'da moment. I ain't got much time to get myself situated in a match for the Full Throttle ahead. I don't really wanna let 'da fans go anotha' night wit'out me. As you said, ratings and fans are skyrocketed when I'm in 'da buildin'. 'Da fans were robbed of what I had to offa' last Full Throttle. Here's my request Chan'... I want in next weeks show. Why not give 'da fans a lil' taste of what to expect at Blood Bath? Now, it ain't gotta be a First Blood match. We don't want to give 'da fans too much. Then they won't have anything to look forward to at Blood Bath. Now I want in 'da show. 'Da fans should get a lil' taste of what to expect. How 'bout 'dis... you put me in 'da ring wit' eitha' one of 'da participants in 'da World Title match. It doesn't matta' which. It's yo' choice there Chan. Not title shot. Nothin' like 'dat. It will be non-title. Eitha' Shaddix or it's Vegas... just a simple one on one preview of what to expect fo' Blood Bath. If 'da person you pick ain't 'da champion at 'da end of 'da night... well then 'da fans got a good show wit' someone who was good enough to hold 'dat belt. It will be a Championship material kind of non-title match. Whatchu think?"
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Post by heaven on May 18, 2007 21:35:48 GMT -4
She was intrigued by the idea. Have the number one contender face off against one of the potential champions. The question was, which one would it be.
That can be arranged. The only thing is...who to chose...hrmmm
She ponders for moment before reaching into her purse, pulling out a Canadian Quarter
Heads its Shaddix, Tails its Vegas
She tosses the coin into the hair, and catches it, flipping it back over on the back of her hand and peaks at it, and quickly tosses it back in her purse and smiles, as she takes another drink
Well..Full Throttle is going to be that much more fun...
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Post by fninfamous on May 18, 2007 21:55:14 GMT -4
"Cool, cool. 'Dis is gonna be good. You already know I ain't gonna disappoint."
187 nodded his head as he was glad she liked the idea. He laughs to himself as he seen her throw the coin into her purse. Guess it's going to be a surprise for him on who his opponent will be this Full Throttle.
"Then it's official Chan'. I'll be facin' champion material 'dis Full Throttle, then I'm facin' 'Da World Champion at Blood Bath. Sounds like 'da next couple weeks is gonna be pretty good fo' me. I can hardly wait."
He reached forward and firmly got ahold of his glass of Coca Cola once again. This time he raised his glass to Chantell.
"To takin' 'da top spot back fo' 'da hard workin' mothaf**kas like myself and puttin' it on someone who deserves it.... like myself..."
187 began to envision himself standing on the ropes, the World Championship in his hands. The fans screaming all around the arena. All yelling "1-8-7! 1-8-7" in a high paced chant. Battered and beaten, but it would be worth all the pain that he had suffered to make it to the top. A spot that he believed rightfully belonged to him. He felt he put so much work into pushing his way to the top while some others do the bare minimum and get their faster. It was time to show them what a champion really is.
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Post by heaven on May 18, 2007 22:41:30 GMT -4
There dinners had arrived, a nicely cooked meal for the both of them, enough to make Chantell's mouth water.
But I think we've talked enough about wrestling for one night. Lets just enjoy the rest of the night shall we? I for one am straving...feels like I haven't eaten in days.
With that said, she began inhaling her food, she was a very quick eater, something she ended up doing while trying to finisher paperwork and eat fast food at the same time...though its all the same to her now. |
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Post by fninfamous on May 18, 2007 23:02:11 GMT -4
187 looked down at his meal as it was presented to him. He reached down, took the burger from his plate, and proceeded to start eating away at it. To his surprise, this place actually had some decent food. He wasn't really expecting much but this was actually really good. He began to nod his head in satisfaction. He swallowed down a bite that he was eating from his burger and looked at Chantell. He goes on to ask her...
"How's yo' food?"
As he waits for a respond, 187 bites into and continues to eat away at the burger in his hands.
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