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Post by TPK/Kato Faraji on Apr 14, 2008 20:27:25 GMT
The scene opens at ringside, the camera pans around the ring a few times before cutting to the crowd showing them wearing shirts supporting their favorite stars and holding up signs saying various things, the camera cuts away from the crowd after a few brief moments and cuts to the top of the ramp as Icky Thump by The White Stripes hits, El Conajo Blanco jumps out from behind the curtain and lands atop the ramp wearing his all white body suite with his red and cape with gold trim.
Chauntel: The following is a thumbtack deahtmatch, introducing first making his pro debut...from Wonderland, he stands five feet seven inches tall and weighing in this evening at two hundred and thirteen pounds...he is El Conajo Blanco!
Eric: Wow JTG, in this kid's first ever pro fight he is in the main event fighting for the chance to possibly hold a world title, I could think of a far worse start than that!
JTG: Like he even has a chance to win it though...Chaiz is going to take him to school! I mean sure El Conajo Blanco looks good but "that" isn't going to help him.
Blanco stands at the top of the ramp for a moment before doing a little dance and then quickly darting down the ramp and toward the ring, he gets to the bottom of the ramp and hops up onto the apron before twisting quickly around and facing the top of the ramp and taunting to the crowd in an attempt to get them nice and fired up, Blanco then turns around and leaps over the top rope landing on his knees and raising his arms to the sky as bright white pyro begins firing off from the ring posts, Blanco gets quickly to his feet and effortlessly removes his cape before spinning around tossing it to the outside of the ring and shaking his bottom moving his tail around getting a slight chuckle from the crowd.
JTG: I don't get why a grown man would want to prance around with a bunny tail attached to the back of his pants, it's no wonder he wears a damn mask.
Eric: Oh come on "that" is funny, guy has guts for sure. I just hope those guts don't get splattered all over the walls by Chainz.
TBC
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Post by chainz on Apr 15, 2008 23:05:23 GMT
Eric: Last week, Chainz said he needed a "safety net." That is why he entered this tornament.
JTG: Yeah, dawg. He is always thinking. That is why his future is looking so bright.
Eric: Well, he is competing for two titles! I doubt he will win any of them though.
JTG: What are you talking about?! Where the hell were you last week? Chainz slaugtered his opponents. Aj Scally never stood a chance! Darnez FC was so close, but Chainz mugged him.
Eric: Well, he still has Evan to worry about.
JTG: Yeah, dawg. And he will beat him for both titles.
Eric: Whatever. We will see.
The lights get darker. Remember the Name by Fort Minor hits the speakers. A bunch of men appear on the ramp. They are big, tall, shady African American men. Right in the middle is a much smaller white man. That little white man is Chainz. The crew of men start to slowly walk toward the ring. The crowd start to scream at the top of their lungs, "You Suck!"
You ready?! Let's go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!
Chantel: And his opponent, from Queens, New York, weighing in a 222 pounds and standing at a 6'2, Chainz!!!
Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go!
Chainz walks down the middle of the ramp, with his crew right behind him. A fan in the front row pull out his hand, asking Chainz to high five him. Chainz looks at the fan with disgust and laughs at him. He continues on to the ring.
Eric: I hate it when superstars disrespects our fans. It makes me sick.
JTG: Well, once you got a gang of big, tough men backing you, you don't have to worry about what people think.
Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist
Chainz stops in front of the ring. He barks out orders to his crew members, telling them to go and hide in the crowd. Chainz then slides in the ring. The music stops. Chainz calmly walks to the edge of the ring and orders an ICW worker to fetch him a microphone. He brings Chainz a microphone, but Chainz refuses to take it. The worker looks confused. One of Chainz's crew members snatches the microphone away from the worker. He hands it to Chainz. Chainz accepts the microphone. Chainz walks to the middle of the ring with microphone in hand. Chainz frowns at the crowd. He places the microphone near his mouth and begins to talk. He then tells all of his thugs to go backstage, that is, except for Shad.
Chainz: Yo, yo, yo! The future double champ is here!!!
And you know that you all got something to fear.
A double champ is what I'm going to be.
Just as soon as I beat my opponent, who's a......bunny?
You're not even worth being in my rap.
Why don't you tuck that tail between your legs and go back to Wonderland, I'm sure you got a map.
Evan, last week, I said that I'm coming for you.
You better pay up your insurence, because there ain't nothing else you can do.
As you all know, I got my boy, Shad.
This dude is cool. This player is bad.
You better watch out, El Coconut Banjo or whatever you're called.
Because me and Shad are going to make sure you get mauled.
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Post by TPK/Kato Faraji on Apr 16, 2008 2:46:33 GMT
Chainz nonchalantly tosses the mic over his shoulder causing it to pop loudly when it landed on the outside of the ring, the two men stay momentarily in their corners as the reg signals for the bell. The bell rings and the two men slowly begin to circle around one another neither one wanting to slip up and give the other an early advantage, both men bolt forward at the same time and engage in a collar and elbow tie up, Chainz uses his slight height and weight advantage to power Blanco forward before snapping to the side and locking his arms around his neck.
Eric: Pretty good side headlock being administered by Chainz there, it won't get him the win but it will definitely keep El Conajo Blanco from using his speed for the time being.
JTG: Yo man Chainz be straight thugin! He is going to keep this pace up all match if it's what it takes to keep that little bunny wannabe in his place! Cause come hell or high water Chainz is gonna win this one.
Blanco places his one hand on Chainz's elbow and the other on his back before shoving forward sending Chainz into the ropes, Blanco bounces back and bounces off the opposite rope and rushes at Chainz but Chainz quickly thrusts his right shoulder out plowing into Blanco taking him down to the mat below, Chainz then mockingly wipes his shoulder off where it made contact with Blanco before quickly turning his attention to the corner of the ring. Chainz briskly walks to the corner and grabs away one of the metal trash cans before turning to the middle of the ring, he takes a few steps forward and spills the tacks all over the ring, the tacks glisten as the house lights shine on them, Chainz sees Blanco scrambling away from the tacks before getting to his feet and so he readies the trash can and lays in wait for the Wonderland Native, Blanco gets quickly to his feet and turns to face Chainz not seeing that he still had the trash can in hand as Chainz slammed it down onto his forehead laying him flat on his back.
Eric: Woah! What the hell, I thought the tacks were the only legal weapon in this match! That should be a DQ right there JTG...that should be a damn DQ!
JTG: No not true Eric, the rules said nothing could be brought in as a weapon...the cans were already in the ring so therefore can be used as a weapon you could DQ if you wanted but you'd never hear the end of it after cheating him out of a win like that.
Chainz glances around the ring until he spots the ref, he then points at his fallen opponent and yells for the ref to hurry and start counting, the ref not wanting to piss Chainz off quickly rushes over and begins his count, he doesn't make it to but about three or four before Blanco managed to get to his feet, Chainz simply nods before dropping the can and scooping Blanco up, Blanco manages to slide down Chainz's back and land behind him and almost as if by instinct thrusts his foot into the back of Chainz's right knee making him drop down just enough for Blanco to leap out and wrap his arm around the back of his neck and drop causing both men to land in the tacks.
Eric: Nice reversal by El Conajo Blanco there, but I highly doubt it's going to be near enough to keep a guy as tough as Chainz down.
JTG: Yeah well I know it won't be enough! Chainz isn't going down to a guy with a tail...the embarrassment would most likely make him retire forever.
TBC
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Post by mystery on Apr 18, 2008 20:39:45 GMT
((OOC: I'm working on a match ending, i want this one to be wild so desperado if you get on and want to put an ending on while im going thats fine but im going to work and I will be thinking of an ending for this one  ) Bo th men are slow getting to their feet as Chainz is the first one up quickly followed by El Conajo Blanco. Unable to do anything else the two men exchange punches for several seconds until El Conajo Blanco misses one and Chainz takes advantage. He grabs his opponent wrist and throws him onto his shoulders. After spinning around two times he stops and throws El Conajo Blanco off his shoulders still holding onto his head. Thinking he has now got this match won Chainz is gloating.Ref: 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9.. Suddenly El Conajo Blanco flips up from off his back onto his feet. Chainz realizes that the counting as stopped as now he turns around and is kicked in the midsection by El Conajo Blanco. El Conajo Blanco Puts Chainz arm over his head puts his right leg behind his opponents left and does a 360 flips causing Chainz to land on his head. He then lets go of his opponent and lets the ref do the restRef: 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10
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