Post by "The Hottest Shit Going" on Apr 16, 2008 20:28:39 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]The scene opens somewhere in Australia possibly the lobby of the Hotel that the Lively family is staying while on The APW Down Under tour. The hotel will not be named for security purposes. The White Lion and his mother are in what seems to be a heated discussion which seems to be an every RP occurence. [/glow]
Ms. Lively: I just don't understand it, one minute you are with your friends, and the next you are with a man you seemed to hate, following his word like a hypnotized zombie.
The White Lion: You know I really don't have to explain much to you, but since you are taking a some what of a managerial roll here I'll clue you in. The lines where drawn, and it was time to choose. Lets see keep on the same path I was on. A part of a group that quite franctly hasn't done shit, Razor Ryan whoa don't bust me up, always right there on the verge of success, but yet always the bridesmaid never the bride so sad for Ryan, and then we move on to the Irish Hammer, a poor excuse for comedy relief, a waist of god given talent, all those muscles and the poor guy is worried about chasing around his Lil Dick, you know the only one that achieved anything in Revolution X was me, I beat the man that is the current worlld champion, and Mom you tell me just what was that group revolutioninzing, just how to empty a arena faster than Vince Russo running the creative dept. So I saw an opportunity, and decided to join the winning team, a team that simply has the history of seccess, and has the future written all over it, the Church of Kaos.
Ms. Lively: Well what about Sex and Violence?
The White Lion: Sex and Violence...please the only sex they have is a smoking hot redhead, and a giant Irish man with a Lil Dick, Violence well they are capable of that, and well maybe just maybe that fucking Tony Blackwell got what he deserved, a royal beat down from the royality of wrestling, the Kingdom of Kaos reiged down on him, and when the two of us meet again, it's going to be a different outcome. You gonna keep those milk maids bra'd up, and I'm gonna do work.
Ms. Lively: Well, I'm where ever you need me to be, but I still think the crowd loves seeing my perky nipples....
The White Lion: Hey....enough, you just let me handle the in-ring shit, and you worry about what ever it is you worry about, OK, the limo is here lets go, I got a promo to shoot when we get to the arena.
[glow=red,2,300]The two enter the limo and head off to the arena for the next Monday Night Overdrive. The stretched Subaru Outback limo (I don't know that may just be the limo used in Australia) pulls into the back of the bulding. The driver parks the vehicle and opens the rear door, out steps the Lovely Ms. Lively (Lovely if your into the cougarish older eat you alive type of chick) and followed by her son and newest member to the church of Kaos. The fans waiting in the back of the arena to catch a glimpse of their favorite superstars begin to boo the Lion as he exits the limo. [/glow]
The White Lion: Hey driver take my bag to the locker room. (He then turns toward the fans that seem to hate him as usual) Whats new, a load of boos and displeasure from you ungreatfull assholes. Well it is no new feat for me to embrace so fuck off you dirty down under inbread, shit stains.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion then turns and enters the building. He walks the hallway like a newly crowned king, a overwealming sense of arogance (more than usual) is fealt by others as The Hottest Shit Going passes by. As he continues his journey to his locker room he runs into a familar midget. Sabur's Lil Dick looks right up at the White Lion and motions him to come down to his level. Lively abliges, and is met by a small hand slapping across his cheek, Lively then stands tall grabbing the Lil fellow by the nap of his neck, hoists him in the air with a very Kane like choke slam (because any one could choke slam a midget), and plows the midget into the pavment floor beneath them, Lively then strikes a I'm Jesus pose, and then steps over the unconscious Lil Dick, and continues on to his locker room to prepare for his mic time later. [/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]The show returns from commercial to an arial view of the ring, as APW mic man Tony stands proudly in the center of the ring about to do what he does.[/glow]
Tony Ferarri : from Ft. Lauderdale, FL The White Lion Michael Lively...
[glow=red,2,300]The familar music of Michael Lively hits the PA system as green smoke fills the air, the music stops and is replaced by a church type organ squelling errie tones. The walkway is linned with women holding Palm branches in the air touching together at the top creating a tunnel of leaves. Ms. Lively hops the gaudrail at ringside exposing her box as she climbed over, she rolls in the ring flashing the round plumpness of her but once again to the pleasure of the male audience and a few females as well. She whispers to Tony, and the announcer does a reannounce as Ms. Lively exitx and heads backstage.[/glow]
Tony Ferrari: Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce to you the Son of God, the true Savior of Wrestling, a Jesus in the making Michael Lively.
[glow=red,2,300]A hooded Lively exits the curtains to the boos of the crowd through the green smoke, as he makes his way down the ramp the women holding the palm leaves bow as he passes. He arrives at the ring as a young women with a pale of water attempt to wash his feet before entering the ring, but is shoved away by the wrestling Hossana. He walks up the stairs as the lights come up in the arena, he climbs into the ring, and unviels his gorgeous, perfect face. He stands there doing a I'm Jesus pose (sort of like I am God pose, but in a son of god type of way) welcoming the boos from the crowd, alomst absorbing the negative energy as if feeding on it. He grabs the mic and begins to spit the words of wisdom. [/glow]
The White Lion: It has been documented that man is created in the image of God, well I sit at the right hand of God, I dine with the father, and have been sent here in the form of man standing before you as the Son of God, the Savior of Wrestling, the Jesus Christ of the ring, bringing you the Gospel of the Church of Kaos. Later tonight Tony Blackwell and myself do the thing one more time, and I hope Tony is pissed, I want an angry, beast of a Blackwell, because tonight you don't just step in the ring with the hottest shit going, you will be graced by the pressence of the Lord, you come as the prince, well I am the heir to the throne, and you bring forward your sins and let the Church of Kaos judge you for your sins, tonight I correct the loss suffered to you, I begin the journey to the top where I sit atop the throne at the side of the father, the true and everlasting God, Kaos!!!
[glow=red,2,300]The White Lion exits the ring and heads backstage where he is met by his mother. [/glow]
Ms. Lively : A little over the top, don't you think?
The White Lion: Hell no, that there was truth, and you need to learn to love it, embrace it, and feal it corse throught your veins, never before have I fealt so alive, every man should think he is a living deatity, hey who the fuck is that?
Ms. Lively: Ohh thats some new guy Seth Storm!!
The White Lion: Seth Storm, whats his deal?
Ms. Lively: I guess he ran some school for Andy McHeyman.
The White Lion: Not Andy McHeyman, the Andy McHeyman....who the fuck is he?
Ms. Lively: I don't know, never heard of him.
The White Lion: Exactly, doesn't mean shit here, beside he looks like a bit of a bitch, that square ass chin, and the lizard lips, not sure but a little bitch like.
[glow=red,2,300]The scene ends with th Lion and his Mother walking away.[/glow]
Ms. Lively: I just don't understand it, one minute you are with your friends, and the next you are with a man you seemed to hate, following his word like a hypnotized zombie.
The White Lion: You know I really don't have to explain much to you, but since you are taking a some what of a managerial roll here I'll clue you in. The lines where drawn, and it was time to choose. Lets see keep on the same path I was on. A part of a group that quite franctly hasn't done shit, Razor Ryan whoa don't bust me up, always right there on the verge of success, but yet always the bridesmaid never the bride so sad for Ryan, and then we move on to the Irish Hammer, a poor excuse for comedy relief, a waist of god given talent, all those muscles and the poor guy is worried about chasing around his Lil Dick, you know the only one that achieved anything in Revolution X was me, I beat the man that is the current worlld champion, and Mom you tell me just what was that group revolutioninzing, just how to empty a arena faster than Vince Russo running the creative dept. So I saw an opportunity, and decided to join the winning team, a team that simply has the history of seccess, and has the future written all over it, the Church of Kaos.
Ms. Lively: Well what about Sex and Violence?
The White Lion: Sex and Violence...please the only sex they have is a smoking hot redhead, and a giant Irish man with a Lil Dick, Violence well they are capable of that, and well maybe just maybe that fucking Tony Blackwell got what he deserved, a royal beat down from the royality of wrestling, the Kingdom of Kaos reiged down on him, and when the two of us meet again, it's going to be a different outcome. You gonna keep those milk maids bra'd up, and I'm gonna do work.
Ms. Lively: Well, I'm where ever you need me to be, but I still think the crowd loves seeing my perky nipples....
The White Lion: Hey....enough, you just let me handle the in-ring shit, and you worry about what ever it is you worry about, OK, the limo is here lets go, I got a promo to shoot when we get to the arena.
[glow=red,2,300]The two enter the limo and head off to the arena for the next Monday Night Overdrive. The stretched Subaru Outback limo (I don't know that may just be the limo used in Australia) pulls into the back of the bulding. The driver parks the vehicle and opens the rear door, out steps the Lovely Ms. Lively (Lovely if your into the cougarish older eat you alive type of chick) and followed by her son and newest member to the church of Kaos. The fans waiting in the back of the arena to catch a glimpse of their favorite superstars begin to boo the Lion as he exits the limo. [/glow]
The White Lion: Hey driver take my bag to the locker room. (He then turns toward the fans that seem to hate him as usual) Whats new, a load of boos and displeasure from you ungreatfull assholes. Well it is no new feat for me to embrace so fuck off you dirty down under inbread, shit stains.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion then turns and enters the building. He walks the hallway like a newly crowned king, a overwealming sense of arogance (more than usual) is fealt by others as The Hottest Shit Going passes by. As he continues his journey to his locker room he runs into a familar midget. Sabur's Lil Dick looks right up at the White Lion and motions him to come down to his level. Lively abliges, and is met by a small hand slapping across his cheek, Lively then stands tall grabbing the Lil fellow by the nap of his neck, hoists him in the air with a very Kane like choke slam (because any one could choke slam a midget), and plows the midget into the pavment floor beneath them, Lively then strikes a I'm Jesus pose, and then steps over the unconscious Lil Dick, and continues on to his locker room to prepare for his mic time later. [/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]The show returns from commercial to an arial view of the ring, as APW mic man Tony stands proudly in the center of the ring about to do what he does.[/glow]
Tony Ferarri : from Ft. Lauderdale, FL The White Lion Michael Lively...
[glow=red,2,300]The familar music of Michael Lively hits the PA system as green smoke fills the air, the music stops and is replaced by a church type organ squelling errie tones. The walkway is linned with women holding Palm branches in the air touching together at the top creating a tunnel of leaves. Ms. Lively hops the gaudrail at ringside exposing her box as she climbed over, she rolls in the ring flashing the round plumpness of her but once again to the pleasure of the male audience and a few females as well. She whispers to Tony, and the announcer does a reannounce as Ms. Lively exitx and heads backstage.[/glow]
Tony Ferrari: Ladies and Gentlemen, let me introduce to you the Son of God, the true Savior of Wrestling, a Jesus in the making Michael Lively.
[glow=red,2,300]A hooded Lively exits the curtains to the boos of the crowd through the green smoke, as he makes his way down the ramp the women holding the palm leaves bow as he passes. He arrives at the ring as a young women with a pale of water attempt to wash his feet before entering the ring, but is shoved away by the wrestling Hossana. He walks up the stairs as the lights come up in the arena, he climbs into the ring, and unviels his gorgeous, perfect face. He stands there doing a I'm Jesus pose (sort of like I am God pose, but in a son of god type of way) welcoming the boos from the crowd, alomst absorbing the negative energy as if feeding on it. He grabs the mic and begins to spit the words of wisdom. [/glow]
The White Lion: It has been documented that man is created in the image of God, well I sit at the right hand of God, I dine with the father, and have been sent here in the form of man standing before you as the Son of God, the Savior of Wrestling, the Jesus Christ of the ring, bringing you the Gospel of the Church of Kaos. Later tonight Tony Blackwell and myself do the thing one more time, and I hope Tony is pissed, I want an angry, beast of a Blackwell, because tonight you don't just step in the ring with the hottest shit going, you will be graced by the pressence of the Lord, you come as the prince, well I am the heir to the throne, and you bring forward your sins and let the Church of Kaos judge you for your sins, tonight I correct the loss suffered to you, I begin the journey to the top where I sit atop the throne at the side of the father, the true and everlasting God, Kaos!!!
[glow=red,2,300]The White Lion exits the ring and heads backstage where he is met by his mother. [/glow]
Ms. Lively : A little over the top, don't you think?
The White Lion: Hell no, that there was truth, and you need to learn to love it, embrace it, and feal it corse throught your veins, never before have I fealt so alive, every man should think he is a living deatity, hey who the fuck is that?
Ms. Lively: Ohh thats some new guy Seth Storm!!
The White Lion: Seth Storm, whats his deal?
Ms. Lively: I guess he ran some school for Andy McHeyman.
The White Lion: Not Andy McHeyman, the Andy McHeyman....who the fuck is he?
Ms. Lively: I don't know, never heard of him.
The White Lion: Exactly, doesn't mean shit here, beside he looks like a bit of a bitch, that square ass chin, and the lizard lips, not sure but a little bitch like.
[glow=red,2,300]The scene ends with th Lion and his Mother walking away.[/glow]
