The First Roleplays

[APostingGod]

I was thinking that it be fun to see how some of got started, and since PCW is around for the time being I thought I post a couple first RPs from some our "better" know figures. Unedited and shitty to read in all there original glory!!!


Let's start with myself The One:

*Titantron focuses on The One who is standing in
in a dark small room.*
* the lights in the arena breed a white light over the crowd*

The One speaks:

"For years i have sat by watching the good few be consumed by the sinful many, no longer will i sit by and do nothing!!. I have come here to set you minds at ease, soon the racy woman, rap culture, and over blown drug use will cease to be! One of the first thing on my mission is to turn the downward spiral that you call PCW in a to family friendly god fearing show."

*Loud Boos*

" First I will destroy the people you call heroes, then I will take what this promotion calls most dear... your titles!!


* He calms himself down and begins to talk in a friendly manner*

"You fan have the chance to salvage your lost souls, join me and be free from this over blown frat party or parish with these ones you call Champions."

*The fans boo as his final worlds come out of his mouth.*

"Soon will your soul be set free
soon will you know the name of your savour
The Great, The Alpha, The Savour,..........The One."

*The arena returns to normal after his strange shoot*


How about Mr. Ranks:



The lights have went out, then the lights start to come back but are dim and are flashing blue and yellow as Patiently Waiting hits. Jerimiah 'The Shocka' Ranks walks out to the stage and the crowd goes wild. He has a blue hoody on and his head facing the floor. He brings his head up quickly and three lightning bolts blast from the stage down to the ring. The Shocka smiles and works the crowd as they cheer SHOCKA SHOCKA SHOCKA. He then makes his wa down to the ring sliding into the ring and getting a microphone from the announcer. His music stops and he egins to speak.

Jerimiah 'The Shocka' Ranks: PCW! PCW! PCW! PCW! PCW! PCW! PCW!

He starts an enormous PCW chant that fills the arena.

Jerimiah 'The Shocka' Ranks: Yeah! That's what it's all about, Professional Championship Wrestling. This right here is my future and im beginning this future at Adrenaline. At Adrenaline i have my first Official match against Paul the so-called Legend Dinatale. This Saturday i will defeat Paul Dinatale. There is not stoppin The Shocka and soon everyone will see it. In not some bum tha crawled out of the gutter i have been wrestling ym entire life. I was born to be a fighter and a champion and im here to prove that. This Saturday will just be a stepping stone for me to achieve my goal. For me to be the World Heavwhieght Champion I know what i msut do and that is deafeating every mutha ****in oppenent i get starting with Paul Dinatale. Now Paul I dont know you and i dont wanna know you im not here to make friends. So All im saying is BE prepared to be electrified!

Patiently Waiting hits and The Shocka goes t each turn buckle and raises his arms before leaving.


Dan Murph:


*The scene opens on a small family farm in the middle of Ireland*


Momma Murph
What are we gonna do Dan? If we don't start to get some money from somewhere soon we're gonna lose our farm.

Daddy Murph
Now you listen here Wifey, our boy is big enough and strong enough, to go out into the big world and provide for our family. I mean look at him, hes big, hes strong, he could easilly go out dere and be a builder or somethin and bring in some extra money for us to keep the farm going. What you think boy?

Dan Murph
Momma, Daddy, if you need the money, i'll go out there, and i'll get me a job and i'll make you proud of your lil boy.

*Dan puts down the shovel, picks up his bag which strangely is already ready for him, and he leaves to find work as the scene closes*

*The scene opens again in an irish pub, where Dan is sitting down with a half pint glass full of beer*

Bartender
Hey Dan, whats wrong there buddy? you look upset about something. Whats wrong?

Everything, First the farm stops making money, and now we have to make more money just to keep it going, Then i'm sent away from ma family to get work to help support all of us, and now i can't get a job ANYWHERE!

Well why can't you get a job anywhere?

I tried everywhere, honestly i did, but everywhere i tried, they just said that my temper was too much for them, and that i was too big a risk to take on incase i smashed up their workplace or somethin.

*Still upset at himself for not being able to provide for his family, Dan looks up in the corner of the bar where he sees a T.V advertising PCW.*

OH MY GOD, THATS IT! Thats what i can do, i can join PCW and wrestle for money!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, You're joking, right? I mean, don't take this the wrong way or anythin kid, you're big and everything, but these guys are huge, they'd kill you

STOP LAUGHING AT ME

*The barman continues to laugh*

I SAID STOP ****ING LAUGHING AT ME!!!

*In a fit of rage Dan smashes all the glasses off the bar and picks up the bartender by his shirt*

*Dan Decks the barman who is now laying on the floor, Dan stands over him*

NOW, you measly little bastard, you still think they'd ****ing kill me?

Now, i need to go get a flight, so i can get a job in PCW!

*The scene closes with Dan leaving the pub on his way to the airport and PCW!!!*


And Your Champion JMC:

During one of the Commercial breaks an video airs of a built looking man wearing a Black Suit with a white tie and shirt.. His Hair is Back and also totally white. This man is James Moriarty Cassius.

'Guten abend Meine Damen und Herren. My name is JMC. And i am here to Manage someone to the top.. Plenty of peopel here are damn good but they'Re not perfect.. I want the future of PCW to be moulded by me, You are all just lumps of clay. Unrefined, coarse and looking more like a pile of hunde Scheisse than art.. And i, Ladies and Gentlemen, could be your Michaelangelo.. I can form you up into the biggest thign the PCW has ever seen!' You keep an eye out.. things are lookng up for one of you...'


Wasn't That special... aww memories...

[The Judge]

Heh heh, my turn.

January of 2005? For real?



The blade was sharp yet very warm to the touch. As The Judge slid the warm metal down his skin he closed his eyes for a moment, thinking long and hard about the decision he has made. A thousand thoughts run through his mind. "Should I have done it?" His mind asks him as his knees begin to feel weak. "Will anyone understand the reasons why?" Judge's knees begin to buckle as a few drops of blood splash on the floor below him. "This is it, it's too late now... Finish the job..." Suddenly a knocking noise rung through the Judge's ears and his head shot up to look at the door.


Judge: What?! Who in the hell wants to interput at a time like this!


Judge makes his way to the door and slowly opens it to see the face of Ronny Cox in front of him. Ronny Cox looks at The Judge with a look of shock for a moment as he lets out a gasp.


Ronny Cox: Half of your beard is gone.

Judge: Yeah, I was in the middle of shaving before you came falling all over my door. *Judge tosses the razor in the sink and puts a small piece of toilet paper over the spot where he cut himself* Now tell me, have you come here with the information I asked for, and if you havn't are you wearing a bulletproof vest?

Ronny Cox: I didn't get the name of your oponent for the show in March.... But...

Judge: You little prick I swear to...

Ronny Cox: Wait! I did get a name for the new show scheduled on the 22nd of January!


The Judge goes back to the sink and begins to finish shaving before giving his delayed response.


Judge: Who?

Ronny Cox: Yes... Dennis Rodman.


The Judge turns to Ronny and looks at him in disgust.


Judge: ...What?

Ronny Cox: Dennis Rodman. You know the old basketba...

Judge: I know who he is! But what is he doing signing up to wrestle... No, better yet. Why am I the one to face him? Me?

Ronny Cox: I... I um... I don't know...

Judge: Do you know my position on the card?


The Judge finishes shaving and begins to wash his razor as Ronny answers.


Ronny Cox: Yeah, you're right before the main event.


The Judge lets out a heavy sigh, and throws his disposable razor into the trash before turning to Ronny in what looks almost like anger.


Judge: You're kidding? So not only am I facing a walking joke, but I'm preceeding the main event.

Ronny Cox: What's wrong with that?

Judge: It's the bathroom break numb nuts! Everyone takes a piss before the main event, gets nachos, changes the film in their cameras. It's the worst spot on the card!

Ronny Cox: I... um... I only deliver the news, I didn't create it... Um... You mentioned a reward?


The Judge looks up at Ronny quickly, his eyes shooting through him like daggers.


Judge: That's all you can think of? A reward? You didn't find out anything about the show in March did you? All you told me is something I have no doubt is posted in the hallways. How about this, I'll reward you if you can find a way to put yourself as referee of my upcoming match... How's that sound monkey?

Ronny Cox: ...I'll see what I can do.

Judge: Yeah, you do that.


Ronny Cox leaves the room and a grin spreads across The Judge's face, as he turns to look in the mirror examing his new clean cut face.


Judge: Damn I'm good...

[Scorch]

I do not have my first promo that I know of. It was bad, real bad. Sometime in 2002 I believe. I will look for it, but I have no copy of it, so unless I can find it on the IOW database, it is gone.

[CTRanks]

Damn that's embarrasing...

[APostingGod]

It should serve as a reminder that this was not too long ago, and improving will happen. This was only a year and a half ago for Ranks, JMC and Myself... and Murph is about a year.

Look at my grammar... Ha!

And just look at JMC!

[Prometheus]

It's woeful, I wasnt even shakespearian! I was kinda Daivari if he was German.. and pathetic! If you try and fine my first as shakespearian JMC, I even tried 9horribly to be in Iambic pentameter (The whole ten syllable thing)..

Oh My god, I just read my description of myself, I think I was an Albino!
Also: The One speaks... Classic!

[AFalseSinn]

12/28/2004!

SiNN's strange debut at UCW back in the day, somewhere around the 3rd time it was gonna die



*scene takes place backstage at ucw arena, some rumors have been flying around that the "legend" Sinn was somewhere deep within ucw, not hiding.....but indulging? Jeff LeMass was sent to find him (they figured they better send the big guy...for everyones own good) after about 20 minutes of climbing around backstage with a camara guy, they finally find the man....or creature they have been looking for.....Sinn sits on a crate facing away from the camara....a strange rumble seems to grow as Jeff LeMass and the camera man get closer.....Jeff stays a few feet away as he asks the first, and maybe last question


Jeff LeMass:....are you Sinn....ha...you arnt that scary looking, i dont see what everyone is so worried about

*the rumbling grows in multitudes (think about the noise and feelings on the movie "the ring"...sinn turns, he has a smile, but somehow its the coldest look anyone may have seen*

Sinn: I am HIM *he turns away from Jeff and the rumbling stops dead*

Jeff LeMass: Hey, dont turn your back on me punk....im here to ask you some questions.....are you just here to "scare" people, or do you plan on joining up

*this time Sinn stands and moves to Jeff...looking striaght into the camera...as if he can see everyone watching him right now....his smile disapears and a strange feeling that the camera guy might just drop dead flows everywhere*

Sinn: I am HIM *the smile returns* I am UCW.....I am THE LEGEND.....I am SINN.....do you not understand me Jeff LeMass!? *he turns and stares through Jeff* I am where it all begins....I am where it all ends!.....Past...and.....FUTURE.....SINN IS HERE!

*Jeff LeMass looks at the camera*: maybe we better get away from this loon....before he tries to mate one of us....*jeff turns away....the camera man falls down and the camera slides away.....you can see jeff and the camera guy hurrying down the hall through the camera....then it slides to face sinn....whos is crouching to look into it*

*Sinn licks his lips.....the rumbling starts up again....he speaks...so soft: Hello UCW.......are you ready!......*crazy laughter....he stands and walks away....then the camera goes to fuzz then blacks out*

[The Judge]

Man, looking at it now, my RP seemed pretty... er... what's the words...?

Lacking direction?

I think I was writing my own storyline there! God knows I had to since the writers didn't even attempt to read my RPs for the event!

[APostingGod]

AFS, I don't see a difference from then and now... ;)

And Judge, Lack of direction is a good word.

[Spaz]

Heh, I don't even think I could find my first rp, it was in IOWF. But I do remember, it was quite horrible.

[Duff]

Duff's music hits and the crowd rise in expectation. The crown are eveidntly being kept waiting by Duff as he fails to appear on the stage. The camera pans to the back and we get a face shot of Duff with his face contorted in pain, approaching the curtain. The cameraman runs back into the arena to resume his postiton. Finally, Duff comesthrough the curtain.....................in a bright pink leather jumpsuit. He waddles his way down to the ring and tries to get up the steps, but seems to be in so much pain, he cant quite make it, so he rolls himself into the ring and asks for a mic.

Duff: As you can see, i seem to be in quite a lot of pain. I'm not proud to admit this, in fact i'm almost ashamed to admit it, but this pain is due to Stallion. See, he tried to come out here and imitate me. He even wore this stupid fucking suit in an effort to take the piss out of me. But thats not what hurt me. When i saw his little promo, i decided i would address it myself by turning the tables and coming to the ring to confront those accusations, and thats what hurt me. When i zipped myself into this suit, i realised the difference between myself and Stallion, I realised what i have that makes me better in this ring than Stallion. I have a SET OF FUCKING BALLS. I'm not some scrawny little kid whos dick hasn't dropped, running round the playground making gay jokes that are as obvious and pathetic as a pensioners sex life. No, no, no, no, NO. I'm 240 lbs of 100% prime Irish meat. I've done more women in one city than most guys do in their entire lives. And this Tuesday, i'll show you guys why. Stallion, I dont know how you did it, but you did a good job of pulling off that gay act, and no, i'm not talking about what you did in the bar with that drag queen. And since, you evidentally cant do subtle, I'll make this very clear. THIS-TUESDAY-I'M-GONNA-KICK-YOUR-SCRAWNY-LITTLE-ASS

Duff, rolls out of the ring and hobbles up the ramp. At the top of the stage, he poses. As he does so, his pants rip and exposes the Duff lovesnake. Duff Smiles as the ladies gasp. He does a mock bow before exiting through the curtain.


My God, how bad was i? This is from XPW and was my first ever attempt at RPing. It wasn't until i took the Duff character to PCW and then debuted Parker here in WPW that i actually started to improve in any way. Just to clarify, this RP was done on Sept 11th 05, so about 18 months ago

[Mike Corral]

Oh dear God, my first one as HitmanMark wasn't THAT great, as I just attacked Scott Hall and tried to be a Christopher Daniels-rip off. As Twizted, it was even worse. I had him walk down the hall with Oscar Gonzalez just talking about his losses and how he was going to beat Dust. I think you could still find those here.

[Paul O Mac]

Gerrard Carson is walking down a market street, wearing his coat and sunglasses.

Gerrard: Hey bitches! I’m Gerrard Carson and I’m here today to tell you how great I am and how much better I am than all of you! Well, for a long time, I’ve been watching PCW and imitating stunts off the show to people that piss me off big time. Oh wait, wasn’t I supposed to say ‘piss’ or ‘bitches’, is this a family show? Are little kids going to start swearing and their parents are going to complain thinking that my bad language influenced their kids? Well, I got news for you kiddies! Tell your ‘mummy’ and ‘daddy’ that I will say whatever I want, where I want, and if daddy wants to go to war and fight me? I will make him dance!

Gerrard punches and breaks a wooden stand of a market shop. The stand owner confronts him.

Stand Owner: Hey, what the **** are you doing?

Gerrard: See kids, this low-life just swore, but your parents aren’t going to sue him are they?

Stand Owner: HEY! I’m talking to you! Who the **** do you think you are breaking my stall and calling me a low-life you son of a bitch?

Gerrard: (Turns his head and faces the shopkeeper) You have a lot of nerve, little man!

Stand Owner: Are you going to pay for this or am I going to have to beat it out of you?

Gerrard: (Laughs) You? Beat me up? (Stops laughing and looks serious) I’ll tell you something shorty! Don’t bite off more than you can chew before you get a kick in the face!

Stand Owner: That’s it! You asked for it now! (Picks up broom)

Gerrard thrust kicks the stand owner, who falls backwards onto the floor. People around gasp and run over to him as Gerrard keeps walking.

Gerrard: Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted. I’m Gerrard Carson and I’ve been watching PCW for a while now and I’m ready to face anyone who wants a piece of this (takes sunglasses off and points to self) and if you’re all watching this, get ready for me, coz I’m coming to PCW, and I’m coming angry and wild! (Puts sunglasses back on) And that’s all, bitches!

Gerrard walks away, as the camera zooms onto the stand owner, who is still knocked out on the floor with people trying to help him wake up.

Sigh, the arrogant heel days at my start in e-fedding, this was my first ever attempt at an RP a little more than a year ago, with the wrong spelling of Gerard and all! Oh, the humiliation!

[The Judge]

This thread is really great in that look how shitty every single one of us did in that first RP, and look at where everyone is now.

Oh, except Promy though, he still sucks. :pipe:

It really goes to show you how much you can improve if you try.

[Sky Ryder]

As the scene opens up, we see a dark and abandoned alleyway. The camera begins to head down this alleyway towards a man standing in the light. As the camera gets closer, we see that it is none other than Sky Ryder, dressed in a Jeckel Brothers shirt and baggy black pants with chains all over them. Ryder looks towards the camera and begins to speak as a siren wails in the background.

Sky Ryder : " Well, maybe everyone is wondering what we're doing in such a place. I guess it's my job to tell you. You see, I grew up on streets like this. I had to make my way, day to day, scrounging on whatever I could, until one day I was picked up by the police in an alleyway quite like this one. They took me to a foster home where I had whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. I was living the good life."

Ryder begins walking farther down the alley and we can see overturned trashcans and various trash piled about in clumps. Every now and then, a rat scampers across the alley towards another pile.

Sky Ryder: " But, for some odd reason, I couldn't stay there. I kept coming back to spots like these picking fights with the others on the streets, becoming more and more restless as time went along. After a few months, I began to travel from town to town, ending up in Detroit. While living there, I snuck into arena while no one was looking, into a show that everyone was calling JCW. After watching about two hours of some of the most insane and brutal wrestlers there, I had my mind set, I was gonna become a pro wrestler like these guys were. I began to idolize two of them, known to the world as the Insane Clown Posse, two guys who never backed down from a challenge, who kicked everyone's ass no matter what they were like. I strived to become them."

Ryder emerges from the alleyway on what seems to be a semi crowded street. Directly in front of the camera lies a small arena, with the headline "Juggalo Championship Wrestling Live Tonight! Feat. the ICP and Evil Dead!" Ryder walks across the street and stands under the marquee.

Sky Ryder: " Now, here in TCW, I have my shot to become them. I have my chance to be a wicked clown. Only problem is, there's someone in my way. Yes Johnny Mac, I'm talking about you. You see, in order to become a big name superstar, you gotta beat big name superstars, and Mac, I don't think you're even close to being a big name superstar. Hell, in my book, your not even a superstar. You don't deserve to be in the ring with me. In fact, I don't think you even deserve to be in the same STATE as me."

Ryder begins to smirk at the camera and he turns and opens the arena doors, to reveal a run-down interior. In the center of the arena, there is a single spotlight shining down into what appears to be a wrestling ring.

Sky Ryder : " But if I have to face you, I have to face you. There's no denying that. But I want you to know some things before I'll ever step in the ring with you, or anyone else."

Ryder walks down and climbs into the ring and sits on the top turnbuckle.

Sky Ryder: " I AM the greatest this business has to offer today, and I will beat you. I will not go down easy, and if I do, it's cause I feel bad for you. But when I win, like I'm going to on Sunday, you better not make me look bad. Cause if I beat you, but I look bad cause of your sory ass, trust me on this Mac, I WILL make you pay. Cause no one, and I mean NO ONE AT ALL, makes Ryder look bad. Especially some nobody like yourself."

Ryder walks into the middle of the spotlight and raises both arms in the air, the signal for his SKO. As he does this, there is a huge arrogant smile on his face.

Sky Ryder: " And that's me..... being..... FOR REAL!!!"

Ryder leaves his arms raised as the cameras fade out into darkness.


That was my first ever RP back on May 23 2006, 06:08 PM. Yeah...

My first ever PROMO, was a week before...



Suddenly, the lights go out and the fans begin screaming. "Crashing Around You" by MachineHead hits the sound system and neon green strobes begin flashing around the arena. The crowd shouts anxiously as they wait for someone to come out. Slowly Sky Ryder, dressed in a black shirt with a half moon half sun emblazoned across the chest and his usual black and neon green pants, emerges from the back.

Dexter Young : Now what?!....... Who in the hell?

Bailey Montgomery: I haven't a clue Dex.

As he stands on the stage with microphone in hand, he smirks and raises both arms. After a few moments taunting like this, he lowers his arms and signals for his music to be cut.

Sky Ryder: For those who do not know me, my name is Sky Ryder, one of the most insane and methodical wrestlers in the business today.

There is a mixed reaction from the crowd, some booing loudly and others cheering him on.

Sky Ryder: Now, that we got the formalities out of the way, let’s get down to business. I might be new to this company, and none of you have seen how great I am in action yet, but that’s not gonna stop me from anything. Unfortunately, I asked to be placed into this Carnage X tournament, but was refused. I saw this as only a small setback. I’ve decided…. I’m too good for the stupid tournament. Why waste my time on chumps like this?

Ryder smirks as he glares down at GangSta and Van God in the ring. Van God pays no attention, but GangSta motions to Ryder, to bring his ass down to the ring. Ryder just laughs him off.

Sky Ryder: Na, I’ll just sit back and relax, let these guys beat each other down, and then take the title from the lucky loser that so happens to win the tournament. Because let’s face it… I’m better than everyone in this little, pathetic tournament.

Ryder raises his arms and smirks at the crowd, who begin to boo him. He then drops his arms and begins to talk once again.

Sky Ryder: And about next week, it doesn’t matter who my opponent is, because I’m gonna be there for one reason and one reason alone. To give you fans a glance at what the perfect wrestler looks like. You will get a little glimpse into perfection of wrestling skills. Just promise me one thing, you won’t faint at being so damn overwhelmed at my skill.

Dexter Young : Is this for real?

Ryder taunts for the crowd, who give him a mixed response, but having more boos than cheers. Ryder raises his arms one last time and walks back to the backstage area as Isaac Sanchez calls for the bell to start the match.

[Gunnar Brian]

I'd say someone needs to dig up mine, it was PCW against El Pollo, made me laugh when I found it

[APostingGod]

Well Gunnar, I could always just post one of your current RPs and it should have the same affect.

;)

[Mike Adams]

Mike Adams walks into the PCW Arena carrying his bags with a look of confidence on his face. He drops his bags in the dressing room and begins to walk around backstage being very standoffish to the other boys in the back. Mike then walks out to the ring in the empty arena and stands in the middle eyeing the staging area with something obviously on his mind.

Adams: Hmph the PCW Arena, what a joke. I mean look at this place all those boys in the back don’t even have it in them to lace my boots. They don’t know what kind of athlete they are dealing with now. Guys like Unleahsed, Rodman, and Inslayn…they are just a bunch of has-beens and wannabes. I really can’t wait to show this whole league what Mike Adams is all about.

Mike sits on the turnbuckle and looks out into the empty crowd imaging thousands of angry fans despising him as he destroys their heroes. Mike envisions cracking Bret Black in the head with a steel chair and choking out Jarrett with the neck of his own broken guitar. Mike comes out of his daze and a sickening smile emerges on his face.

Adams: Ok, enough dreaming it’s time to make my vision a reality. PCW prepare to experience just how truly unstoppable Mike Adams can be!

Mike walks out of the ring down the stairs and slips on a banana peel crashing to the padding outside the ring. Looking embarrassed Mike picks up the banana peel and looks at it.

Adams: What the f--? When I find out who did this….reads a label on the peel…..Jokester?
Heh well I do plan on getting the last laugh

jesus fuck, what was i thinking....eh at least i still knew how to write for jokester

[Gravity]

This was the first ever seen from Kayne Risen, back in uCw...

Camera opens up to a small building with a ring in it. Standing inside the ring, uCw's newly obtained superstar, Kayne Risen. When signed, Risen had no wrestling experience so he was sent to this training facility where uCw would be able to see just what he could do against 5 of it's up and coming jobbers. The first one to enter had jeans and a uCw t-shirt on. Obviously he had come in his street clothes. Kayne didn't care. He would destroy this pathetic individual anyway. He didn't feel it would be necessary to have 4 more people. He was right. The official rang the bell and the training match was underway. The jobber tried to come on with a clothesline but Kayne simple sidestepped and hit a huge big boot when the victim came back off the ropes. Leveled by the boot as it was, Kayne picked up the poor soul to inflict more damage. He connected with suplexes, clotheslines, and sleeper holds, demolishing the poor fool. He then shocked the officials with a huge flying enziguri (ala y2j) proving that he could fly if necessary. The jobber was out like a light, and Kayne simply covered him for a 3. But he wasn't done. He picked up the jobber and stuck his head between his legs and signaled for his finishing move. He picked up the victim in a crucifix position and then threw him to the mat in powerbomb fashion, completing the devasting K Bomb finisher. The other four jobbers were stunned by this rabid display of power, and when Risen left the ring and came towards them they saw a fierce look in his eyes. Withen seconds, Kayne managed to sufficiently destroy all four of them, using the K Bomb on the hard floor on each of the sorry wrestlers. He had made an example of each and looked to the officials for approval, even though he knew in his mind, it was his time to shine in uCw.

*Camera fades*

And here was the first seen of Risen in PCW (Spoken by Michael Lansing, who is a very different man now), where he would rise to a significantly higher status...

*laughing is heard as camera opens up to a hotel room. Michael Lansing is shown laughing. He stops and speaks*

ML-Who in the blue hell do you think you are? Total Chaos? Never heard of you. And that's probably a good thing too because you're not even worth my breath from what I can tell. Is that the best you can do? Sending a little death threat just by destroying some poor innocent man? How pitiful. My man, Kayne. He's ripped up men twice your size. He's fought on the streets of L.A. He's fought in Feds you've never even heard of. He's fought with the elite of uCw. And yet, you think you can threaten him? Look man, take a number. You're his second priority. He's got to focus on beating Black right now. But after that, he'll come for you. And don't you even expect to stand a chance. You had better run. Cause a K Bomb is coming...

*camera fades*

*cough cough*

[legendaryken]

OK, sorry it's taken me some time to find this thread, but what'ya gonna do? Ban me?

This is, I think, Jokester's first two RPs in PCW. Recycling old Tommy Cooper routines even then!


Camera follows the Jokester into locker room where he uses his patented skeleton key (handle in the shape of a skeleton, of course) to open up locker belonging to Total Kaos. It's a regular sized locker and Jokester starts to pull items out of it. These are:
1. small pile of nudie mags including one called 'Nice Ass!' It has a picture of a donkey on the cover
2. a leather skirt
3. a 2 feet high model of the Eiffel tower
4. a book entitled 'Jello Wrestling for Fun and Profit'
5. Several balloon animals
6. a large inflated donkey
7. a Hungry Hungry Hippos game box
8. a steaming full sized roast chicken on a plate with appropriate vegetables
9. a ladder
10. that old standby, a jar of ass cream
11. a Barbra Striesand LP
12. a pair of Wrestling boots. These are what the Jokester is interested in. He chuckles to himself and mutters 'OK Total. Let's see you try to take me apart with this little addition to your Wrestling gear!' He inserts a little gadget into the heel of each boot and tests it by striking the boot hard on the floor. A sound like a baby's cry emerges each time the boot is struck. Jokester directly addresses the camera for the first time. "You're dream is about to become your first nightmare??? I thought I was the comedian here. You know, Confuscius once said 'To beat your opponent, you only have to confuse him.' But then, he also said the Redskins were a shoo-in this year, so what does he know? PCW!!!" He gives the thumbs up sign to the camera which cuts to something far more interesting in the ladies' shower area.

Short insert: Camera pans back into locker room. Follows a trail of magazines on floor. First one is called 'Fat Slob' - picture of 50 year old 280lb bloke on couch, cig in mouth, unshaven, egg stains on string vest.
2nd one: 'Christ, She Must Be 100!!' - Picture of face of 100 year old woman licking her gums seductively.
3rd: 'Jugs!' - Picture of gaudy china milk jug
4th: 'Hooters' - Old car horns
5th: 'Bush' - The Prez.
6th: 'Udders' - Cow with large udders

Camera follows the trail up to the Jokester still sitting next to locker obviously named 'Total Kaos'. There are several new objects propped up alongside the locker including a large bird cage, a full sized skeleton and a McDonalds archway sign.
Jokester is reading a magazine called 'Tits' which has some pleasant garden birds on the front cover. He turns the magazine sideways to look at the centrefold and his eyes widen. Cut to whatever.

btw, I wasn't using the old dream/nightmare line - I was quoting Total Kaos who had used it in his RP. It was a cliche even then. (Hell, it was a cliche before the WWF was born)