WF Match Thread: Jesse Long vs Torment - I Quit

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Torment is in a dark tube station, it is late at night. He is still wearing his mask and as strangers pass by they just star at him, unsure what to think of him. A little kid and his mum walks past the little kid whispers to his mum that he wants his autograph because he has seen him on TV, but his mother ushers him away quickly, afraid.
There are a number of tramps hovelling in corners and on stoops. As Torment passes by he flashes them a quick smile, it is clear he has been here before. He passes by one tramp and says quietly:

Hello David, how are things?

The tramp is scared witless; he has a scar on his cheek and a real look of fear in his eyes, he can not talk he is too frightened. Torment turns to the camera,

Can’t think why he isn’t talking, I’m not on the hunt tonight.I'm saving myself for Jesse.

He flashes his sick smile at the camera again.

Take a look around, this is America, this is poverty, this is where people die everyday and this is where people like Jesse Long belong, but he won't be a problem for me for much longer.

Torment continues to walk through the station as he delivers his speech, walking form end to end, gesturing with his ands, causing more people to stare at him.

Jesse "the American icon" Long vs Torment, a match to finally settle things between us. A match in which I will make my much anticpated debut and a match in which Jesse Long's concept of pain will be made a mockery of.

A snigger is heard from behind Torment, he spins around to see two prostitues standing on the platform staring at him. He glares back for a moment. The prostitutes back away slowly. Torment regains his train of thought and goes back to speaking to the camera.

Jesse Long, just 16 years old, living out the american dream. I would almost feel bad about what I am going to do to you if I didn't need to do it sooo badly.
For an addict without a fix, withdrawl symptoms can be the worst part of the addiction. Not ebing able to get what you need, not being able to rest becuase of it not being able to take your mind away form anything other than how despertley you need that fix. It hurts. Jesse Long you have caused me pain, I am not afriad to addmit that, you have caused me pain by feeding my addiction, by making it stronger and stronger, making me want to hurt you more and more everytime you spoke about me. The withdrawl symptoms I have experience are far beyond what a stupid American crack addict would incur. But the pay off when Ib finally get my hands on you is going to be far sweeter.

Jesse Long, have you actually thought about the stipulation of our match, the purpose of it, to make the other person hurt so much that they can not take the pain anylonger and are forced to say those two little words. I guess you haven't, your too stupid. I am a former MI5 special agent, trained in torture techniques you would find so horrific that if you saw them, would mentally scar you for life. It was my job Jesse, it was my job to make people concede to me, to make them hurt so bad that they had no choice but to tell me everything they knew. And I was the best at it.

This is why I could beat you in record time at WrestleFest, I'm sure it won't take me long to figure out your week spot, I just need to look you in the eyes, to figure out what wil make you say those magic words. But I'm not going to beat you in record time, I'm going to take my time beating you Jesse. I'm goiogn to draw out your pain and make you suffer as long as possible and I'm going to savour each and every moment.

Jesse Long I don't need to prepare for our match at WrestleFest, not until I step into that ring and stare straight into your eyes, becuase that's when I'll know what it'll take to beat you and formt hen on I won't need a second glance.

Jesse Long, time is running out, so you better stop playing abut with your little friend Jeffery and those (sarcasm) "big bad canadians", and get ready, because I am. See you soon Jesse.

Torment casually walks out of the station, he stops at a tramp and puts his hand in his pocket as if to give him some money, but instead, spits on him and laughs to himslef, he carries on walking.

[edge-o-matic]

ooc: hey, lay off the canuxxters empire. ur supposed to take sides with the other heels, not diss us. just kiddin man. nice rp

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ooc: cheers geez, I'm not taking sides with anyone, I don't need nobody else, I'm going to make it own my own babey lol

[Mr. Long]

(The Real Americanz are sticking back in the locker room, just now getting back from Canada)

Jesse: I hate to dissapoint to Torment, but I'm not done playing with those "big bad Canadians," and I won't be done for a while. But don't worry, nothing is gonna break my focus when it come to our match at WrestleFest. As a matter of fact, I'm going to make a request that Gravedigger bans everyone, and I mean everyone from ringside.

(The crowd pops at the thought of a fair fight)

Jesse: You know, I've been thinking long and hard about why you would choose an I Quit Match. It's because you realized that you can't lose. You realized that my hatred for you runs so deep into the fiber of my being, that in our match I would beat you to within an inch of your life, that I am going to cause you so much physical harm that you won't even be able to talk. And if you can't talk, you can't say "I quit." Very clever. But don't worry, I'll leave one drop of life left in you so you can utter those magical words. You also need to realize something else as well, Torment. That I come from the greatest country on Earth, and at no point did the Founding Fathers ever say "I quit." You can beat me all you want, you can beat me until I turn blue in the face. But one thing is for sure, and that is I WILL NEVER SAY "I QUIT!" As I have said a million times over, after this match, regardless of who wins and loses, neither of us will be the same ever, ever again.

(the camera fades into the uCw logo)

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Torment is seen walking down a dark alley in a back street of a rough neighbourhood. He is wearing his mask and suit. There are only a few people about and most are either to drugged up or drunk to pay much attention to him. There are vents letting steam down the alley, crates tipped over and their contents begining to rots. A tramp lays against the wall. Torment turns to face a large blue metal door, the paint is cracked and chipped. He Knocks slowly, purposefully, a scraggily looking man, unshaven and and looking half drugged up with bags under his eyes opens the door partially. Torment picks a hankercheif out of his pocket and covers his nose with it to try and stop the smell coming from the man.

Man: Wha?
Torment: We spoke on the phone, I understand you have aquired my requested item.
Man: Uh yeah one sec..

Man is heard shouting turned round

Man: HEY JIMMY WHERE DID YA PUT THE STUFF FOR THE GUY ON THE PHONE
Man2 (from distance): UNDER THE STAIRS JACKASS

As the man roots around inside Torment turns to the camera and says:
Torment: I understood I would be working with professionals, obviously that is not the case, then again I am not surprised, this is America.
Man: Look man do you want this or not, gimme the money

Torment takes a wad of cash out from his jacket pocket and hands it to the man. The man hands over a suitcase. The man goes to slam the door but Torment puts his foot in the way.

Torment: there is just one more thing

Torment applies pressure to the door, forcing it open and he barges in to the dark room, closing the door behind him. A scuffle is heard followed by 2 long male screams

Torment strolls out of the door holding the wad of cash and places it in his jacket pocket again.

Torment: Stupid American amateurs think they can get the better of me. He turns to camera.This is for you Jesse, I hope you'll like it. I put a lot of thought into this.

Torment smiles sickly. As Torment walks away a hands facing plam upwards flops out of the partiallyopen door and a groan is heard. The camera stays staionary and watches Torment walk away down the alley. (In the style of the last shot in the Angel opening sequence) ucw logo crosses screen

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EDIT: Feedback always appreicated

[Mr. Long]

(The Real Americanz are shown sitting in the locker room, watching a tape of Torment's last promo)

(The tape goes off)
Jesse (jokingly): Ahh Torment...How nice. I didn't know that you cared enough to buy me a present. That's so sweet. I wonder what it is.

Jeff (also jokingly): You know Jesse, you should really give him something in return.

Jesse: I'm way ahead of you, Jeff, I've already got something to give him.

Jeff: Ooh, what is it?

Jesse: Well, it's supposed to be a secret but...oh what the hell!

(Jesse goes off camera. About 5 seconds later he comes back with his singapore cane draped in an American Flag.)

Jeff: OOH! That's looks nice! I'm sure he'll love it.

Jesse: I hope so.

(Jesse puts up the flag/cane)

Jesse (getting very to the camera): Let's cut the bull**** Torment. Because there's something that you need to learn. And that is that there is nothing that you can do or say or buy that can stop me!

More to come later. Sorry, gotta go to work :thumsdown.

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Torment is in his chamber, set up in the interogation room style. On the table is the tattered breifcase Torment carried in the alley, next to it lies a picture of Jesse Long.
Torment is sitting on the chair. Relaxed and looking comfortable.

Torment: Jesse, I'm sorry. truly I am, but I am afraid you wont get to see your present unless special circustances occur. This is in case of and emergency, incase your feeble little body can...by some miracle...withstand the pain I will be bringing to WrestleFest, a last resort if you will. And let's face it Jesse, this won't be happening...but I am bringing this becuase I'm not like you stupid Americans, I like to cover me bets and ensure victory by any means possible.

As for Mr.Hardy, he wants to watch his mouth. Bad things can come from making light of serious subjects, I was planning to save myself for you Jesse, to get an overdose of my addiction at WrestleFest but if your special friend Jefferey keeps speaking about me in a negative way, I may be forced to be punish him...it's only fair.

As for your little present for me Jesse, the fact that you consider hurting me with such an item shows your stupidity. You obviously haven't thought through your weapon of choice. It can't hurt me...you can't hurt me...Jeese you are nothing to me, nothing more than a major payoff, a rush of pleasure...just another fix, but I tell you Jesse it's going to be a good one. One I will remember for a long time. Wrestlefest will be the end of you Jesse. The end.

Torment picks up the photo from the table and stares at it, before turning it face down on the table. The camera zooms in on the back of the photo, on it, written in black marker is the words:

JESSE LONG 1987 - 2004

Fade to WF log followed by uCw logo.


OOC: A little rushed but feedback would be appreciated

[Mr. Long]

I liked the 87-04 thing, nice touch.

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OOC: Cheers WWFUSA, thread is coming along nicely IMO

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Jesse Long and Jeff Hardy are sitting in their locker room at a house show. They are watching the tape of Torments last promo

Jeff laughs and says:
God, who does this guy think he is, he's got nothing on us.

Jesse: I wouldn't be too sure Jeff; he is a sick and twisted man. I got to prepare for anything.

Jeff: Just as long as you destroy the ****er at WrestleFest is all that matters.

Jesse: Damn right I'm going to.

Then two extremely well built men burst though the door, they are dressed totally in black and wear balaclavas. One makes for Jesse and the other goes for Jeff. He lays Jeff out with a pipe he is carrying and Jeff is knocked unconscious. The other knocks Jesse out and picks him up and puts him over his shoulder. They leave and throw him the trunk of a car and speed away.

Fade to Black

The screen comes up to show Jesse Long bound to the chair in Torments chamber, he is blindfolded. Torment stands behind him. The two men who brought him to the chamber are nowhere to be seen. It is just Torment and Jesse Long visible. Jesse has just come round.

Torment: Welcome Jesse, you see how easy it was. I'm sure you can guess exactly where you are. Your here, in my beloved torture chamber. Feel privileged Jesse that you are the first uCw (sarcastic) "superstar" to visit my humble abode. Well the first and second anyway. You see your friend Jeffery has come to see me as well. He's over in the corner with my new associates. Why don't you bring Jeffery to see his friend Jesse?

The two built men drag over a tramp, form the shadows. He is gagged and bound. Jeff Hardy is still, in reality, laid out in the uCw locker room.

Torment: Jesse, You thought you stood a chance against me. Well I have proven tonight that you are seriously deluded. It was a piece of cake getting you here and now you are here I could do anything I want to you and you couldn't stop me. But I'm not going to. I'm saving our encounter for WrestleFest, so the pay-off will be even greater. But as for your friend Jeffery over here I don't see a reason why I can't have fun with him.

Jesse tries to say something but is gagged.

Torment: It's no use Jesse, nothing you can do ca save your friend. He is finished in uCw; he may not be able to walk after I have finished with him. You may never see him again.

Torment walks over to the tramp being held by the two men. He starts kicking him in the ribs and gut. The tramp starts to scream in a muffled way because of the gag. Torment then goes to the briefcase he took from the alleyway and takes out a syringe full of green liquid.

Torment: I was going to save this for you Jesse, my little gift, but I figure I don’t need it anymore so Jeffery will be the one to receive the benefits of this little chemical compound I had to have shipped from Russia, it's a funny little substance, it makes people feel like all the nerve endings in their body, their skin, is on fire, it's almost excrutating as what I will put you through at WrestleFest.

Torment injects the liquid into the tramps neck, he begins to writhe in pain, screaming and kicking, turning bright red and sweating.

Torment: Poor Jeffery, he had to get in the way and now look at him, o wait you can't. You can at least hear what he is going through. Maybe I should put him out of his misery, give him a nice, Peaceful Ending.

Torment Laughs and walks over to the man and locks on his modified Buffalo sleeper, the tramp quickly passes out but still writhes around in his unconsciousness due to the effect of the drug. It has gone silent in the room. Torment stands with his back to Jesse Long.

Torment: Poor Jeffery, may he rest in peace.

Longs gag falls out of his mouth, he begins to shout

Long: YOU SICK BASTARD, I’M GOING TO ****ING KILL YOU AT WRESTLEFEST. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE? YOU WON’T GET AWAY WITH THIS; I’M GOING TO KILL YOU TOR…

He trails off as Torment has walked round behind him and locked on the Silent Ending, making him pass out rapidly. Torment turns to the mute men.

Torment: Take him and dump him somewhere, leave the tramp with me, I can have some fun with him when he comes to. I don’t think Jesse is going to be happy when he wakes up, neither is Jeffery in his locker room. This’ll leave Jesse so messed up mentally; he won’t be able to control himself at WrestleFest, meaning he will make lots of mistakes and it will be easier than I thought to crush his feeble mind and body. Thanks you booys, you will be rewarded.

He turns back to Jesse and kneels down and stares right into his unconscious face, they are nose to nose and the camera has a great profile shot of each man.

Torment: See you at WrestleFest Jesse Long.

Fade to black.

The car that kidnapped Jesse is seen screeching down a road, it is dark and raining heavily. The front doors open and one of the masked men jumps out, opens the back door and rags the still unconscious Jesse Long out, he lifts him onto his shoulder before dumping him in a ditch by the side of the road and getting back in the car before it drives off.

Fade to black.







OOC: I would really appreciate feedback on this form anyone who reads, took me a long time to write and come up with and to research (flase executions are a realy torture method) so anything anyone has to say is greatly appreciated. Thanks

[Mr. Long]

Dude that was really good. It was too good, now I'm definately gonna lose at WFest (Not really. In actuality, I'm gonna kick your ass). This feud is coming along well. At WFest, there's definately gonna be some Rumblin' In Dublin!

("The American Icon" Jesse Long is shown stumbling through the, still feeling the affects of Torment and his Disciples)

(Jesse falls over crying. The New Generation find Jesse on the ground and help him up)

Trent: Dude what's wrong? What happened?

Jesse (still crying): It's Jeff, he's dead. Torment killed him. It's all my fault, I should have never brought him in to this.

Johnny: Uh dude...Jeff's not dead. He's not fine, but he's not dead.

Jesse: But I heard Torment kill him.

Trent: Dude, he's in the locker room right now, alive.

Jesse: Help me to the locker room guys.

(Camera fades into the uCw logo)
***Commercial Break featuring Paul Heyman advertising Kool-Aid***
(Camera fades back in. The New Generation is shown helping Jesse into the locker room. Jesse sees Jeff and look as if he's seen a ghost)

Jesse (running over to Jeff): Jeff, you're alright!

Jeff (rubbing his temples to alleviate some of the pain): Define alright.

Jesse: At least you're not dead.

Jeff: Why would I be? What happened to you anyway?

Jesse: I thought Torment had killed you.

Jeff: Well his lapdogs almost got the job done for him. Which reminds me, what are we gonna do to get them back for this ****?

Jesse: Don't worry, I've got an idea.

(Camera fades out as Jesse leaves the locker room)
***Another commercial break (hey, they've gotta pay the bills somehow)***
(Camera fades back in to show Gravedigger in his office)

(Jesse bursts in)
GD: Jesse, are you alright? I heard what happened.

Jesse (very angry): I will be alright, with your help.

GD: What do you mean?

Jesse: Jeff and I want those two guys who attacked us earlier in a No DQ tag match this Saturday. We don't care if they wotk for uCw or not. The fact of the matter is, we need to exact some revenge. And there's no better place to do it than in the ring. So what do you say Digger, will you make the match?

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ooc: ooo i like this, I get to bring them in early...my master plan ahs been shook up but this will be a good enough reason. I will make a seperate thread. I have had this RP laying in weight a long time on my computer, basically since I started here and I am pschyed about people seeing it, even if the match is rejected and it won't go out till after WF.

[Mr. Long]

****, I didn't even realize I already had a match, I have updated my post so it's the a request for Mayhem or for the Mayhem before WFest.

BTW nice avatar.

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It's ok dude, it's good either way. I'll wait for the confomation before posting the RP I have got.
Cheers.

[Mr. Long]

If you don't have a name for those guys, I think you should call them The Disciples of Torment.

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ooc: I have a couple of names going round for them. I like that one aswell. I was thiniking of adding disciples to the RP I've got. It needs a little modification befoe it goes up. Will be up at Revo but the match won't be on between Long and Jeff and themselves as Mayhem is cancelled. I'll try and write it in that your not "worthy" enough to face them lol.

[Mr. Long]

I'll show you worthy! (just kidding)

[Mr. Long]

I was thinking, if you need a theme for The D.O.T. I suggest either "Breaking The Habit" By Linkin Park, or "With My Mind" By Cold. Those two songs seem to fit the characters well.

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Is all good at the minute, they are all set and ready to destroy, be sure to check out their introduction tommorow at Revo.

[Mr. Long]

Huh...oh...DAMNIT...I'm gonna lose again, aren't I?

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I don't know, don't ask me! it's not really specifically about you, just about the guys, there is a bit about you. It's just the basis for the new characters and their reasoning, I just hope people like it.

[Mr. Long]

I'm sure I'll like it.

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Just wanted to let the bookers know this thread has continued over on the "They Are ready..." thread. Cheers, 12