Post by diamondlegend on Feb 27, 2013 21:10:11 GMT -4
OOC: Sorry I couldn't color..real bust atm
"Yeah, let's do that."
The library is a odd place you would find The Naked Extraordinaire, but since he's become friends with Mighty Midget he's been going places that's never been of his interest. The library is inaudible as most of them are. Diamond and Mighty Midget browsing on a computer. The duo both deciding to wear hoodies and shades due to the exposure they've been getting. They sat further in the back. Just one lone blonde haired blue eye girl seated beside them.
"No, not that. Um, type in wild girls." the college student looked at Mighty Midget and Diamond a bit appalled. When they looked up she quickly puts her eyes back down into the book she was reading.
"No, no, let's go to E Harmony."
"But I doubt there will be any dangerous chicks on there."
They paused for a moment. Both men thinking about the same thing. In unison they snapped their fingers.
In unison they shouted. "BAD BITCHES DOT COM!!!" they high five each other. With their outburst they caused everyone to look back their way. The attractive college student snickering to herself.
"Damn, this isn't even a site man." Mighty Midget looks at the screen baffled.
"Look dummy, instead of having a dot and then com...you spelled it out." he sucks his teeth before shaking his head.
"But really though, you think we're going to find a chick that's just as dangerous as Mr. Dangerous? "
"Anything is possible."
With the student hearing their conversation she peaks her head up. "I'm sorry to barge in you guy's conversation, but if you want to beat this Mr. Dangerous then you should go train or do whatever you fighters do."
Both men don't say anything but stare at her beauty. That is until Diamond breaks the awkward silence.
"But, but, that's not what I do. I train differently." he pinches Mighty Midget who was still gazing.
"HEY!" again heads turned their way.
"So I guess you've never won a fight?"
"I'm not a Mr. Dangerous."
Once more Mighty Midget goes into a daze. This time having drool plummet from his mouth. Diamond shakes him, and that causes some of Mighty Midget's drool to fling over on the student's book. She jump back in her chair a bit revolted.
"Let me get that for you." he grabs the book and wipes the drool on Mighty Midget's cheek.
"No fair. I get you back."
"No...no...no...stop." Mighty Midget spits in the face of The Naked Extraordinaire. The college student becoming more repulsed.
"The site is up."
"Really?" Mighty Midget turns his head to see the site and whilst doing so Diamond spits in his face.
"You guys are gross."
In unanimity Diamond and Mighty Midget spits in her face. She sits stuck, caught off guard.
"SPIT FIGHT!!!"
"Shhh. No spit fight." he whispers. Mighty Midget rolls his eyes.
"But..."
"Shhh."
The student was finally gathering her thoughts. No longer motionless. She gets a napkin from out of her purse and wipes the saliva from her face with it.
"Can I use that after you?" she stares at him for a moment before spitting in the napkin and handing it to him.
"Thanks." he wipes his face with it. "Yo Hungcock I got a napkin for you." Mighty Midget turns around and takes the napkin.
"How did you get it wet?"
"Don't worry about that." Mighty Midget shrugs his shoulders, wiping his face with the napkin.
"Here is your book though?" he closes the book and hands it to her. She looks at him infrared, but she takes the book.
"You two guys are jerks and I hope you lose to this Mr. Dangerous or whatever." she grabs her belongings and pouts her way out of the library.
"Man fuck this shit. I have a idea." he stood from his seat.
"Where we going?"
"To do something dangerous."
-------------------------------Three Hours Later------------------------------
"You go first."
"No you go first."
The definition of doing something dangerous to The Naked Extraoirdinaire would be something that could ruin his life. So therefore he and Mighty Midget stand before a bed with a HIV positive prostitute that layed under the covers. She tries being seductive with her eyes but both men were really second guessing this.
"Hell no. You bought this chick. You know I don't do prostitutes." his tone a little livid.
"But you said a girl with a disease."
"Yeah, but not a prostitute." he folds his arms together and sits on the edge of the bed. The prostitute maneuvering her foot around his back. The Naked Extraordinaire jumping from the bed and taking a swing at her foot.
"Don't touch me with that shit. Toes have aids too."
"So what you want to do man?"
The Jeopardy theme song went off in both men's thoughts. Mighty Midget even bobbing his head to it.
"I'm thinking about going in man."
"Wait, what are we thinking bro? She has aids. I'm pretty sure we can turn it down a notch. I do not want to put these good looks in jeopardy."
"Jeopardy was just in my head!" he said astounded.
"Mines too."
They both go back to playing the Jeopardy theme song in their thoughts once more.
"OK!!! Can we please hurry up and get this over with." by now she was annoyed. Choleric about being non existent.
"Hell no. I'm out this bitch." he turns around and makes his exit toward the door.
"Me Too."
And that was the end of that. Or she thought. Mighty Midget turned around and peeped his head through the door. His smile big. He's stepping inside the room, but The Naked Extraordinaire yanks him from out of it. The prostitute going back to her irate state.
Now that was the end of that.
--------------------Fuck Me TV-------------------
Live on Fuck Me TV(Webisode7)
The cameras open up to The Naked Extraordinaire and Mighty Midget sitting in front of a Fuck Me Inc backdrop. Of course the duo is dressed in Fuck Me Inc attire and they both wear shades.
"Greetings ladies and gentleman. As you all know this is the seventh webisode we've had so far, and this edition is especially for a jobber in particular Mr. Dangerous. Now I don't know too much about the guy besides he sucks and sucks even more. I mean really Johnny? Out of all the guys on the Overdrive roster you think this Mr. Dangerous would be the one to throw me a challenge. Come on, I don't think so. This dude sucks more than a fucking porn star, but yet I have to waste tape about his ass.
See, what makes me so upset is that with all the hype surrounding me I would've thought I would've gotten better competition in my Overdrive debut, but if putting a guy in a match with no talent at all against a kid with the most talent since this century has seen then so be it. That just makes me look better than I already am.
This Mr. Dangerous is like so off my radar that i'll never be able to see him. Reason being because I'm going to go so far in this business that this Mr. Dangerous will never ever be able to reach my height. The limits that I can take him he can't even compare to. This is a squash match in the making. I'm going to take Mr. Dangerous, beat him up, and hope we never have to see him on Overdrive again.
I mean for the newest Megastar this is almost like being robbed. President Jeff see's what I can do, but Johnny, what are you doing?
Next week instead of just placing a name beside my name to lose to me, maybe you should think about the actual profits and revenue. Me being in a squash match against Mr. Dangerous isn't going to take Overdrive anywhere. Me up against Mr. Dangerous isn't going to make my brand. I need better competition and I'm demanding that.
At Overdrive I'm going to make a statement, and that statement will be that I am the next best damn thing the wrestling business has seen in a very long time. I can take anyone to their limit, and I most def can be that new poster boy. All it takes is getting me in there with some bigger names. Mr. Dangerous is not that person. I don't know how many times he lost, but I know how many times he has won, and that's never. That's a shame and I don't even know why we he gets a chance to compete on Overdrive. It looks like we need to do a roster shape up and there is not a better place to start than with Mr. Dangerous.
First you can cut him, and then the money he was suppose to make give it to me. Boom, problem fixed. Now everyone is happy that the talentless Mr. Dangerous is gone, and the much talent Diamond Legend is a richer man. It comes hand in hand. Two people can due good off of this deal, but let's make that happen after I'm done kicking Mr. Dangerous ass.
When I step into that ring all I'm going to bring is pure dominance and greatness. Mr. Dangerous will be a peasant in my kingdom and I will feast upon breaking him limb to limb. I don't plan on losing in my Overdrive debut, and I definitely don't plan on losing to Mr. Dangerous so the odds of Mr. Dangerous beating me is like five to none. He has slim chances. As a matter of fact, this could be the first time that no one has had a chance at winning a match. We are fighters so one mistake can cause the whole game plan to go out of the air. This one is a little bit different.
See, Mr. Dangerous has never shown his worth or anything. He is just a fucking wannabe wrestler in a business of men. He's like somebody who just wants to fit in just so they can look good. But losing doesn't look good, and not that but on the consistent basis. I mean damn Mr. Dangerous, when you going to live up to your name?
That could be never because all you've shown to the world is that you are actually that interviewer who thinks he can wrestle. That tournament you won for your shot in Overdrive must been for disabled people, because I don't see how they let you walk out of there with a contract. Oh yeah, nobody showed up because they aren't good enough to hang with the big dogs. You aren't bad enough to hang with the big dogs. It sickens me enough that another useless name is debuting beside me, but it hurts even more that I have to open up the show against someone who can put fire to a candle. It's just a disgrace.
This face right here is the new regime. All the faces out now are just past time names. Overdrive needs that new spark and I will be welcoming you all to that. I will be bringing in fucking money and everything we need that's only going to take me further. That's only going to help Overdrive and Action Packed Wrestling. Mr. Dangerous can't do that.
The only thing he's good for is making me look good. Hell, put me in a match with him every week and you'll get the same result. I'm just that good, and the whole Overdrive roster will know that when I'm through with Mr. Dangerous.
I'm only going to keep it upfront with you Dangerous boy. You're nothing, and probably will never be nothing. Your hopes and dreams of becoming something good in this business has already been shattered and broken. You're already broken. You're just a face in a cock fest. You're just there. So at Overdrive just stay there and let me do all the work like I was going to do anyway, because I can't fall to a guy like you. I can't be under the list of guys you have beaten. I just can't do that. All I can do is kick your ass and collect my money for doing that. That is all.
You've been warned Mr. Dangerous. You already know you're going to lose to me so show up with your game face on. Show up like you actually know what you're doing. Make believe that I should step into a gym and train for you. Make me feel that you can beat me. Until you learn how to do those things you'll never be nothing Mr. Dangerous. You'll never be a prized fighter.
With my eyes closed I can beat you. With my hands tied behind my back I can beat you. Hell, if I don't even show up I can beat you. You suck that bad. You're just that lame and sorry. This is a big man's game we play. You're not ready for that. You're not ready for that life. If you knew you didn't have any talent what so ever then why try and compete? Why not ask them for another job with the company. Let's say janitor or a stage hand or somebody who doesn't have a say in anything. That's all you're basically worse and I know you've made your parents proud. How proud could they be?
See I'm proud to be where I'm at doing what I'm doing. I'm proud to be the owner of the world's largest penis. What are you proud of Mr. Dangerous? What are some of the highlights of your life? What stories will you be able to tell your kids? What will people think of you when everything is over?
I know right, you want even be on the minds of people when your career is over. When my career is over you can fucking guarantee that people will remember me. They will remember the kid that stepped onto the scene and made an instant spark. They will know me as a fucking legend. They will know you as the new buff boy in wal mart who couldn't even do that.
Though, I still do find it funny that I'm still sitting here wasting breath on someone who just isn't never going to amount to anything. See, this promo you're getting. It's dull, it's nothing special. I know I can do better than this, but when the person standing across the ring doesn't deserve a decent promo they won't get any. They won't get to see what real HD television is like.
You can' t even walk from behind the curtains right. What makes you think you can step into that ring correct? What makes you so dangerous? I've seen nothing from you. They've seen nothing from you. Will we ever see something from you? Will there ever be that time in your life when you grasp a hold of it and actually do something with it? Will there ever be that time. Don't think of Overdrive to be that, because that won't be the case, but that's something you should really start to think about.
I'm done wasting our time on you. Cut the fucking cameras.
With that the feed fades to black.
The library is a odd place you would find The Naked Extraordinaire, but since he's become friends with Mighty Midget he's been going places that's never been of his interest. The library is inaudible as most of them are. Diamond and Mighty Midget browsing on a computer. The duo both deciding to wear hoodies and shades due to the exposure they've been getting. They sat further in the back. Just one lone blonde haired blue eye girl seated beside them.
"No, not that. Um, type in wild girls." the college student looked at Mighty Midget and Diamond a bit appalled. When they looked up she quickly puts her eyes back down into the book she was reading.
"No, no, let's go to E Harmony."
"But I doubt there will be any dangerous chicks on there."
They paused for a moment. Both men thinking about the same thing. In unison they snapped their fingers.
In unison they shouted. "BAD BITCHES DOT COM!!!" they high five each other. With their outburst they caused everyone to look back their way. The attractive college student snickering to herself.
"Damn, this isn't even a site man." Mighty Midget looks at the screen baffled.
"Look dummy, instead of having a dot and then com...you spelled it out." he sucks his teeth before shaking his head.
"But really though, you think we're going to find a chick that's just as dangerous as Mr. Dangerous? "
"Anything is possible."
With the student hearing their conversation she peaks her head up. "I'm sorry to barge in you guy's conversation, but if you want to beat this Mr. Dangerous then you should go train or do whatever you fighters do."
Both men don't say anything but stare at her beauty. That is until Diamond breaks the awkward silence.
"But, but, that's not what I do. I train differently." he pinches Mighty Midget who was still gazing.
"HEY!" again heads turned their way.
"So I guess you've never won a fight?"
"I'm not a Mr. Dangerous."
Once more Mighty Midget goes into a daze. This time having drool plummet from his mouth. Diamond shakes him, and that causes some of Mighty Midget's drool to fling over on the student's book. She jump back in her chair a bit revolted.
"Let me get that for you." he grabs the book and wipes the drool on Mighty Midget's cheek.
"No fair. I get you back."
"No...no...no...stop." Mighty Midget spits in the face of The Naked Extraordinaire. The college student becoming more repulsed.
"The site is up."
"Really?" Mighty Midget turns his head to see the site and whilst doing so Diamond spits in his face.
"You guys are gross."
In unanimity Diamond and Mighty Midget spits in her face. She sits stuck, caught off guard.
"SPIT FIGHT!!!"
"Shhh. No spit fight." he whispers. Mighty Midget rolls his eyes.
"But..."
"Shhh."
The student was finally gathering her thoughts. No longer motionless. She gets a napkin from out of her purse and wipes the saliva from her face with it.
"Can I use that after you?" she stares at him for a moment before spitting in the napkin and handing it to him.
"Thanks." he wipes his face with it. "Yo Hungcock I got a napkin for you." Mighty Midget turns around and takes the napkin.
"How did you get it wet?"
"Don't worry about that." Mighty Midget shrugs his shoulders, wiping his face with the napkin.
"Here is your book though?" he closes the book and hands it to her. She looks at him infrared, but she takes the book.
"You two guys are jerks and I hope you lose to this Mr. Dangerous or whatever." she grabs her belongings and pouts her way out of the library.
"Man fuck this shit. I have a idea." he stood from his seat.
"Where we going?"
"To do something dangerous."
-------------------------------Three Hours Later------------------------------
"You go first."
"No you go first."
The definition of doing something dangerous to The Naked Extraoirdinaire would be something that could ruin his life. So therefore he and Mighty Midget stand before a bed with a HIV positive prostitute that layed under the covers. She tries being seductive with her eyes but both men were really second guessing this.
"Hell no. You bought this chick. You know I don't do prostitutes." his tone a little livid.
"But you said a girl with a disease."
"Yeah, but not a prostitute." he folds his arms together and sits on the edge of the bed. The prostitute maneuvering her foot around his back. The Naked Extraordinaire jumping from the bed and taking a swing at her foot.
"Don't touch me with that shit. Toes have aids too."
"So what you want to do man?"
The Jeopardy theme song went off in both men's thoughts. Mighty Midget even bobbing his head to it.
"I'm thinking about going in man."
"Wait, what are we thinking bro? She has aids. I'm pretty sure we can turn it down a notch. I do not want to put these good looks in jeopardy."
"Jeopardy was just in my head!" he said astounded.
"Mines too."
They both go back to playing the Jeopardy theme song in their thoughts once more.
"OK!!! Can we please hurry up and get this over with." by now she was annoyed. Choleric about being non existent.
"Hell no. I'm out this bitch." he turns around and makes his exit toward the door.
"Me Too."
And that was the end of that. Or she thought. Mighty Midget turned around and peeped his head through the door. His smile big. He's stepping inside the room, but The Naked Extraordinaire yanks him from out of it. The prostitute going back to her irate state.
Now that was the end of that.
--------------------Fuck Me TV-------------------
Live on Fuck Me TV(Webisode7)
The cameras open up to The Naked Extraordinaire and Mighty Midget sitting in front of a Fuck Me Inc backdrop. Of course the duo is dressed in Fuck Me Inc attire and they both wear shades.
"Greetings ladies and gentleman. As you all know this is the seventh webisode we've had so far, and this edition is especially for a jobber in particular Mr. Dangerous. Now I don't know too much about the guy besides he sucks and sucks even more. I mean really Johnny? Out of all the guys on the Overdrive roster you think this Mr. Dangerous would be the one to throw me a challenge. Come on, I don't think so. This dude sucks more than a fucking porn star, but yet I have to waste tape about his ass.
See, what makes me so upset is that with all the hype surrounding me I would've thought I would've gotten better competition in my Overdrive debut, but if putting a guy in a match with no talent at all against a kid with the most talent since this century has seen then so be it. That just makes me look better than I already am.
This Mr. Dangerous is like so off my radar that i'll never be able to see him. Reason being because I'm going to go so far in this business that this Mr. Dangerous will never ever be able to reach my height. The limits that I can take him he can't even compare to. This is a squash match in the making. I'm going to take Mr. Dangerous, beat him up, and hope we never have to see him on Overdrive again.
I mean for the newest Megastar this is almost like being robbed. President Jeff see's what I can do, but Johnny, what are you doing?
Next week instead of just placing a name beside my name to lose to me, maybe you should think about the actual profits and revenue. Me being in a squash match against Mr. Dangerous isn't going to take Overdrive anywhere. Me up against Mr. Dangerous isn't going to make my brand. I need better competition and I'm demanding that.
At Overdrive I'm going to make a statement, and that statement will be that I am the next best damn thing the wrestling business has seen in a very long time. I can take anyone to their limit, and I most def can be that new poster boy. All it takes is getting me in there with some bigger names. Mr. Dangerous is not that person. I don't know how many times he lost, but I know how many times he has won, and that's never. That's a shame and I don't even know why we he gets a chance to compete on Overdrive. It looks like we need to do a roster shape up and there is not a better place to start than with Mr. Dangerous.
First you can cut him, and then the money he was suppose to make give it to me. Boom, problem fixed. Now everyone is happy that the talentless Mr. Dangerous is gone, and the much talent Diamond Legend is a richer man. It comes hand in hand. Two people can due good off of this deal, but let's make that happen after I'm done kicking Mr. Dangerous ass.
When I step into that ring all I'm going to bring is pure dominance and greatness. Mr. Dangerous will be a peasant in my kingdom and I will feast upon breaking him limb to limb. I don't plan on losing in my Overdrive debut, and I definitely don't plan on losing to Mr. Dangerous so the odds of Mr. Dangerous beating me is like five to none. He has slim chances. As a matter of fact, this could be the first time that no one has had a chance at winning a match. We are fighters so one mistake can cause the whole game plan to go out of the air. This one is a little bit different.
See, Mr. Dangerous has never shown his worth or anything. He is just a fucking wannabe wrestler in a business of men. He's like somebody who just wants to fit in just so they can look good. But losing doesn't look good, and not that but on the consistent basis. I mean damn Mr. Dangerous, when you going to live up to your name?
That could be never because all you've shown to the world is that you are actually that interviewer who thinks he can wrestle. That tournament you won for your shot in Overdrive must been for disabled people, because I don't see how they let you walk out of there with a contract. Oh yeah, nobody showed up because they aren't good enough to hang with the big dogs. You aren't bad enough to hang with the big dogs. It sickens me enough that another useless name is debuting beside me, but it hurts even more that I have to open up the show against someone who can put fire to a candle. It's just a disgrace.
This face right here is the new regime. All the faces out now are just past time names. Overdrive needs that new spark and I will be welcoming you all to that. I will be bringing in fucking money and everything we need that's only going to take me further. That's only going to help Overdrive and Action Packed Wrestling. Mr. Dangerous can't do that.
The only thing he's good for is making me look good. Hell, put me in a match with him every week and you'll get the same result. I'm just that good, and the whole Overdrive roster will know that when I'm through with Mr. Dangerous.
I'm only going to keep it upfront with you Dangerous boy. You're nothing, and probably will never be nothing. Your hopes and dreams of becoming something good in this business has already been shattered and broken. You're already broken. You're just a face in a cock fest. You're just there. So at Overdrive just stay there and let me do all the work like I was going to do anyway, because I can't fall to a guy like you. I can't be under the list of guys you have beaten. I just can't do that. All I can do is kick your ass and collect my money for doing that. That is all.
You've been warned Mr. Dangerous. You already know you're going to lose to me so show up with your game face on. Show up like you actually know what you're doing. Make believe that I should step into a gym and train for you. Make me feel that you can beat me. Until you learn how to do those things you'll never be nothing Mr. Dangerous. You'll never be a prized fighter.
With my eyes closed I can beat you. With my hands tied behind my back I can beat you. Hell, if I don't even show up I can beat you. You suck that bad. You're just that lame and sorry. This is a big man's game we play. You're not ready for that. You're not ready for that life. If you knew you didn't have any talent what so ever then why try and compete? Why not ask them for another job with the company. Let's say janitor or a stage hand or somebody who doesn't have a say in anything. That's all you're basically worse and I know you've made your parents proud. How proud could they be?
See I'm proud to be where I'm at doing what I'm doing. I'm proud to be the owner of the world's largest penis. What are you proud of Mr. Dangerous? What are some of the highlights of your life? What stories will you be able to tell your kids? What will people think of you when everything is over?
I know right, you want even be on the minds of people when your career is over. When my career is over you can fucking guarantee that people will remember me. They will remember the kid that stepped onto the scene and made an instant spark. They will know me as a fucking legend. They will know you as the new buff boy in wal mart who couldn't even do that.
Though, I still do find it funny that I'm still sitting here wasting breath on someone who just isn't never going to amount to anything. See, this promo you're getting. It's dull, it's nothing special. I know I can do better than this, but when the person standing across the ring doesn't deserve a decent promo they won't get any. They won't get to see what real HD television is like.
You can' t even walk from behind the curtains right. What makes you think you can step into that ring correct? What makes you so dangerous? I've seen nothing from you. They've seen nothing from you. Will we ever see something from you? Will there ever be that time in your life when you grasp a hold of it and actually do something with it? Will there ever be that time. Don't think of Overdrive to be that, because that won't be the case, but that's something you should really start to think about.
I'm done wasting our time on you. Cut the fucking cameras.
With that the feed fades to black.
