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Post by Kenisha Williams on Apr 2, 2008 19:32:23 GMT -4
Rick Ross: Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'
Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'
That's right. That's the sound of the man himself. The APW Messiah. Your savior and mind. Cue the "M.V.P." balloon tent on the stage as he pushes his way through a cloud of smoke. Rushing onto the stage came the man known as Jay Crack. Only this time, he was not wearing his wrestling. No, no. This time he came walking out dressed in a fine blue suite. That same blue bandana wrapped around his forehead. A white undershirt and a blue tie. Black All Star Converses on his feet. Nodding his head as he was greeted by the cheering masses. He laughed to himself and proceeded to make his way down the ramp and towards the ring. Pointing out to the crowd. Smirk forming across his lips. Got to love the crowds. He continued down the ramp. Extends his hand out to slap high fives with those fortunate enough to reach over the guard rail.
He made his way around to the side of the ring. Finding himself stepping up the steel stairs and onto the ring apron. Climbing into the ring through the ropes, he made a running start towards the other side of the ring. A quick bounce off of the ropes before coming to a slow halt in the middle of the ring. Dropping down, he slaps the mat before standing up straight and holding his arms out. This, of course, led to flash photography. It always does. Backstepping a few feet, he began to wave for his music to be cut. Which they wasted no time in doing so. Then he reached around behind him and grabbed the microphone sticking out from his back pocket. Bringing the mic forward, looking out to the crowds... Lifting the mic up... It was time to get it crackin'....
"First things first.... What it is Toronto?"
A brief pause to let the fans cheer. Letting Jay know it was all good in the hood.
"That's what I thought. Now then... I'm going to get down to business real quick. Usually... I come out here... I run circles around APW. I do my thing and prove time and time again why I'm the best thing going for this company. Regardless of who the champion is at any point in this company... Some unlucky soul would come out and test their skills against mine. I'd thrashed them in a fair fight. Sometimes I take a L if the circumstances were not in my favor. You know how that goes. But tonight... Tonight is about something much more than that. You see... I am a kind Messiah. I am a generous Messiah. You could say... I am a very giving man. You see... A certain person played the cards he was dealt. Unfortunately... The game was not in his favor. He happened to find himself under some wrongful accusation. But being judged by a group of your peers never ends very good when you come from where I grew up...."
Pausing briefly, he turns to look towards the stage.
"But tonight... Being the kind Messiah that I am.... I am giving this man a second chance at life... Or atleast helping him get his second chance.... Once you run your course within the legal system... You might as well consider your life fucked when you get out. But you see... I have ways of making such a person's life become prosperous again. Using my connections and getting a favor done by our lovely CEOs of this company... I reached my hand out into the darkness and pulled someone out of the fire. Brought them from within four stone walls... In the depths of his solitude... Stuck on a false charge.... And helped him get back onto his feet. Now then... I... introduce to you... My nigga...."
He pauses and holds his free hand out to the stage. Awaiting the arrival of...
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Dante Atlas
Status Unknown
Try to LOCK ME up again nigga, only then will you find out what a LOCK UP really is.
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Post by Dante Atlas on Apr 2, 2008 19:43:43 GMT -4
The lights go dim as you then hear and see an Armored truck making its way down the ramp. It stops at the ring and a few officers get out of the vehicle and walk around to the back. It is about ten men and two of them go and open the back door to the vehicle. Smoke starts gushing out as you then see what appears to be a bed and a harness. One of the officers grabs a ramp and attaches it to the back of the car. A few of the men get into the back and slowly push the bed and harnessed man out of the back. The crowd has no idea what to think of this at all. You now see the man looking down at the ground. He has a Glacier style mask on with a helmet on his head. He also has a full bodied harness attached to him so he can't move. One of the officers walks over and unlatches the harness around the mans body. The man barely moves his arms as he then looks up. He moves his legs and takes his first steps outside of that LA County Prison in ten years. He reaches up and tears off the helmet and mask off his head and face. The Man looks around at the shocked crowd, he is big ol muscled bald black man that is wearing a black t-shirt with black jeans and black boots. He has a goatee on his chin and he jumps up onto the ring apron. He gets into the ring where Crack is standing. All he could do now was smile. He walks over to Crack and both men embrace as they haven't seen each other since Jay got out of the prison. They say some things to each other that you can't hear. They smile, they laugh, they hug, just like old times it appears. The Man gets pointed where to go to receive a Mic, he walks over and gets one. He smiles and speaks.
[glow=silver,2,300]Not so sure how I am suppose to start this but here we go. My name is DANTE ATLAS...and don't you forget it.[/glow]
Dante lowers the Mic for a second, then raises it back up.
[glow=silver,2,300]I have spent the last TEN YEARS in a Los Angeles County Prison. I spent TEN YEARS WASTING MY FUCKING LIFE ROTTING AWAY IN THAT FUCKING CELL. Those bars as cold and as the Arctic winter, the cell as scary and uncomfortable as walking down the streets of New York. The guards as mean as the terrorists that I hear are blowing up this whole damn world. Inmates as gay as Richard Simmons............[/glow]
Fans laugh.
[glow=silver,2,300]Food as god awful as your High School Lunches. Clothes a smelly as fish that has been sitting outside for a few days. The family that knows you took away a loved one........will never forgive you. No matter what I have said to them, they will never change there mind....and will never forgive me. You see, I didn't mean to kill him. I was DOING MY FUCKING JOB FOR GOODNESS SAKES. My job, my job was a Bouncer at a local Bar & Club in downtown LA. One man thought it would be funny to come in there and start HAVOC. NOOOOOOOOO no no no no.........NOT IN MY CLUB YOU WON'T.[/glow]
Fans Scream.
[glow=silver,2,300]Needless to say that nigga WOULD NOT back off. All he wanted was to TRY and kill me, ha ha WRONGGGGGGGGGG. I ended up killing him, not of my choice but all I will say to that is that I am sorry for what I have done. I hit him HARD in the back of the head.....but evidently that nigga didn't have a strong head for Mr. Atlas's fists of fury.[/glow]
Fans scream.
[glow=silver,2,300]That shit wasn't even a one two punch. That was more like ONE BIG OL PUNCH FROM MEEEEEEEEEE. MY FIST went so far into that mans skull it ain't funny homie. My buddy Crack here has helped me get my life back into gear. I was in 1st gear for so long, but now, I am in 6TH GEAR.[/glow]
Dante looks over at Crack.
[glow=silver,2,300]Crack my nigga man you have NO IDEA how happy that I am to see your ass again. APW will NEVER....be the same again. Thats right because I am no longer LOCKED UP. Dante Atlas is here to STAY BITCHES AND HO'S.[/glow]
Dante lowers the Mic and waits for Crack to say something.
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Post by Kenisha Williams on Apr 2, 2008 20:05:54 GMT -4
"California is a cold, cold place to live."
Shaking his head. Laughing to himself. Oh yeah. This was something that APW was in need of.
"Hahaha... But they can't hold my nigga back. Hahahaha... Not any longer they won't. Look people. This... This brotha from anotha motha of mine right here... Hahahaha. Niggas better get prepared in the back. Cause you fools ain't going to know what the hell hit you. It's hard for me to be in the locker room with so few people that I can't stand to be in the presence of. So... I thought to myself. "Hey... Why not surround yourself with friends Jay?" And guess what... Hahahaha... You niggas done fucked up by letting my homie Dante Atlas come through the door. You niggas done fucked up.... BIG TIME. Hahaha... You see... Cause you bitches ain't gonna survive much longer. Hell nah. You cats done ate long enough. You cats done breathed your last damn breath. It's over. It's done. It's time. You niggas wanted war? APW wanted a war? Well... Guess what niggas.... You going to get yourself a war! Hahahaha.... From the projects to the prison... to the mothafuckin' ring!"
Jay couldn't help but laugh. The biggest smirk he has ever had in a long time gracing his face. Being in the same ring with his homie Dante from back home? Ha! You could say that it was a great feeling to see someone he respected once again. APW is going to be in for the ride of their lives...
"Check it out. What you see here before you... six foot six inches... three hundred pounds.... Of nothing but pure, raw, ruthless POWER! Hahaha... You niggas thought that Jay didn't have any friends? You thought the homie Jay Crack didn't have anyone who would roll with him? Ha! You fools. You won't be able to stop this dude. Nah. You cats ain't going to be able to handle this dude. My boy Dante here... Hahaha.... My boy Dante is going to destroy you cats. And there ain't going to be a damn thing any of you guys can do about it. Guaranteed!"
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Dante Atlas
Status Unknown
Try to LOCK ME up again nigga, only then will you find out what a LOCK UP really is.
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Post by Dante Atlas on Apr 3, 2008 11:45:57 GMT -4
[glow=silver,2,300]SMASHifaction GUARANTEED, I will SMASH everyone here who thinks they can LOCK ME BACK UP. I have a new saying my homies, and that saying goes Try to LOCK ME up again, only then will you find out what a LOCK UP really is.[/glow]
Fans scream.
[glow=silver,2,300]Like my boy Crack said, YOU CAN'T HANDLE THIS TRAIN. I may not have any wrestling experience or background but my boy Crack has his homie all set for some training and exercising and all that shit. By the time this show opens you will bet that fat ass of yalls that DANTE ATLAS will be ready for his DEBUT MATCH in APW.[/glow]
Fans boo and scream.
[glow=silver,2,300]It's been a LONG TIME my homies. I am ready to start this new life of mine and forget all about my old life as a bouncer, as a prisoner and...........[/glow]
Dante pauses and speaks in Cracks ear. He then backs off and speaks.
[glow=silver,2,300]Well I plan on forgetting ALMOST everything. I have never been MORE ready to KICK SOME ASS EVER IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. Damn Crack my nigga I need to get my ass back into the gym ha ha.[/glow]
They share a laugh as Crack speaks. What was it that Dante said into Cracks ear? Was it something important? Or was it not?
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Post by Kenisha Williams on Apr 5, 2008 16:56:31 GMT -4
Shaking his head, he just laughs to himself from what Dante had told him. Lifting the microphone up to his lips, he continues...
"You know what? Let's get this party started right away. Whatcha say? How about this...? Send out an open challenge to any of you niggas in the locker room that wants to test out the homie Dante Atlas in the ring? If any of you bitches in the back think you got the testicular fortitude to step into the ring with this monster here... Why don't one of you come out here and try to step into the ring... and try to stop Dante?"
Slowly taking a few steps behind Dante to let him take center stage and take over the show.
"Come on down niggas.... Come get some."
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JDV
Status Unknown
Joshua Davis Valdez
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Post by JDV on Apr 5, 2008 22:00:36 GMT -4
~Wow, this guy sounds like a beast. Scary huh? Seems like no one is brave enough to step up to the big bad behemoth. I mean, with muscles like that who would? Nothing beats muscle right? Right!? Oh yeah....brain over brawn any day bitches.~
~"The Devil's Own" by Five Finger Death Punch begins to blare over APW's Pa system. To the fans surprise, and somewhat dissatisfaction, this signaled the arrival of JDV. He slowly steps out onto the stage with a smile on face and Mic in hand. As his music fades out, and the fans boos die down, he begins to speak his mind.~
[shadow=black,left,300]"Wheres the hidden cameras? For real man...this has got to be some kind of fake reality show bullshit trying to pull more ratings into the FOX networks lame as lineup. I mean...look how unrealistic this all seems....I mean....So far...all we have is the ending of an episode of cops. Black dude running his mouth and a dude in handcuffs....When do you ever see a dude like that START in handcuffs....and then get released.....Not without a few nightsticks being brought into the equation...and bees buzzing around the criminals head as the officer swings his nightstick away to try and save the guy from getting 'stung'....Shit, better TiVo that for Mr.Atlas.....Give the Jolly Green Giant an opportunity to go home later and listen to it all again and try to make sense of what I just said. I'll give you a moment to catch up with what whats going on man. I sorry big words pro---bab--ly...con--fu--se you...so...I...will...break them up."[/shadow]
~Damn, JDV is a long winded bastard ain't he? All that crap he just spewed and not a damn word of it was useful. Oh well, he's JDV and he is freaking awesome so what does it matter?~
[shadow=black,left,300]"If you haven't caught on yet Mr.....What is it Cocaine? Heroin? LSD....I know its something like that...Crack! Yeah, Mr.Crackhead....if you ain't caught on yet...I'm accepting the little challenge your trying to set out for your buddy there. A noble cause my friend....But being noble is a character trait that faded out of worth long ago....It was replaced with foolishness..."[/shadow]
~JDV locks eyes with the man that is to be his opponent. If his challenge is accepted that is.~
[shadow=black,left,300]"Atlas...You may think your bigger than the world....But just because you beat some 'Lord of The Rings' underwear wearing....Spongebob Squarepants bedsheet sharing....Harry Potter reading bitch that ain't even darin'....dude to his death....Don't mean that you can do the same to a true professional athlete such as myself...."[/shadow]
~JDV liked to rhyme...it was fun~
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Dante Atlas
Status Unknown
Try to LOCK ME up again nigga, only then will you find out what a LOCK UP really is.
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Post by Dante Atlas on Apr 6, 2008 21:32:35 GMT -4
[glow=silver,2,300]Ahhh I see I see, so YOUR my challenger? Hummmmm definitely not the type of cracka I expected to face in my debut match. But none the less your a opponent. Son you have NOOOOOOOOOOO IDEA what you just got that ass of yolls into. Us two here homie...........[/glow]
Dante points at Crack and himself.
[glow=silver,2,300]We ain't the ones to mess with homie. You got BALLLLS OF STEEL if you think you can just jump on in here and face muwahh dog. Shit son this ain't yoll grandpa or yoll daddy's wrestling. This is good ol NEXT GENERATION WRESTLING. Dis is OUR HOUSE CRACKA.[/glow]
Fans scream.
[glow=silver,2,300]You mess with Crack ova over here and yoll libel to get addicted to homie. Hidden Cameras? WHAT IN THE HELL YOU SPEAKING OF CRACKA JACK? Why in THE HELL do you think that hidden cameras would be here? Just what in the hell are they suppose to be filming? Shit, the only cameras I see here homie are the ones for our TV Shows.[/glow]
Ten years in prison, yeah Reality Shows didn't start until around the Millennium and after.
[glow=silver,2,300]Harry Pothead? Spongebob? WHAT THE FUCK YOU SPEAKING OF YA NAMELESS ASS? You got Mr. Dante Atlas confused mother fucker. Dante don't like it when gets confused, BADDDDDD things always happen homie. So you want to face me at what was it? Full Throttle? Your ass wants to face ME in this ring homie? Ya better be careful what cha wish for bitch.[/glow]
Dante waits for a response.
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JDV
Status Unknown
Joshua Davis Valdez
Posts: 20
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Post by JDV on Apr 6, 2008 23:30:05 GMT -4
~Well, if that wasn't....um.....entertaining?~
[shadow=black,left,300]"Wait....what? Damn, I need an Ebonics to English dictionary or some shit. Maybe a translator? I'm sure theres someone around here in the audience or somewhere who speaks retard and could translate the words you spoke to English for me. Come on dude, for real. Your not in the prison yard now. Its the cool thing here on the outside to speak understandable and fluent...En--gaaa--lish."[/shadow]
~The crowd boos, obviously taking a sort of liking or something to this Atlas guy. Hmph, they always did worship the all brawn and no brains type. Oh well, JDV would just have to show them to base their opinions on a different aspect...Skill.~
[shadow=black,left,300]"And I know....I knooooooow....You of all people didn't call me nameless. I am far from that 'friend'. I am JDV...The disease that that plagues you into an early grave. And you....Your just asking to get Infect'd. So check it....cracka homie....us cracka homies up in the cracka homie clubhouse...cracka homie....don't like the way your trying to play this cracka homie off like a nobody cracka homie....so check it cracka homie....I am down for the challenge cracka homie...I'ma take yo' cracka homie ass down to the ground and make yo' cracka homie ass tap out like a cracka homie..."[/shadow]
~Wait...what?~
[shadow=black,left,300]"There, I broke that down for you. Maybe you could understand that a little better? Huh? That make a little more sense for you? Cracka homie?" [/shadow]
~Well....ok, I guess that makes sense or somehing....Yeah.~
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