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Date Posted: 18:25:05 07/25/01 Wed
Author: X-Treme
Author Host/IP: spider-wm041.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.199.166
Subject: Sample RP

(The scene opens in the middle of an already set up ring in the Westchester County Center. The arena is completely empty except for a few men from a clean up crew, randomly searching the building for anything. In the middle of the ring sits X-Treme on a metal folding chair, with his IWF World Heavyweight title over his right shoulder. His sits slumped in the chair, staring at the mat, not moving or saying a word. He then suddenly looks up and straight at the camera. He begins to speak a moment later)


X-Treme: Look you asses, I'm gonna make this short, and I'm gonna make it to the point. I got more important things to do than cut promos bashing no talent wanna-bes like you two. Rabesque, I've already beaten you once why should I have to do it again? Twice, really if you consider the time I got SCREWED over by Krow because you know, I know, every fan that was in attendance and watched that match at home knew that if not for Krow being such a biotch, I would've won that match fair, I did everything I could to keep it clean but no, someone always has to screw things up around here. Someone always has to ruin it for the rest of us...but soon things will change...Very soon everything will change. But thats not the point now...the point now is you Rabesque and why you shouldn't even be getting a shot at my title. Why you ask? Why shouldn't you be entitled to a shot at my prestigious World Title? Its very simple Rabesque....I already beat you twice, why should I have to bother doing it a THIRD time. I've kicked your ass in a one on one, and I beat you last week in a tag match. Krow had to save your sorry ass the first time, then me and Alan Thompson beat the hell out of you and Krow last time. So answer me this, why am I giving you yet ANOTHER title shot? I mean, I gave you one and you screwed up. And just last card you lost your "coveted" Mexican title to Suicide. So why, Rabesque, why am I rewarding you for screwing up? Is Horowitz trying to replace your lost gold with a better chunk of gold, thus taking it away me out of my title at the same time? Or is it that you feel less important without a belt around your waist? You feel, that something is missing, right? Well you might as well go talk to Mephisto about a Unified Title shot, because theres no chance in hell that YOU will EVER get this belt off of my waist. I am the only true IWF Champion. I am the only man in this sh*thole of a wrestling federation to ever bring honor to this belt. I was the first IWF champion, and I'll be damned if I'm not the last because every single fan, every single wrestler in the back knows that I am the only man to ever give meaning to this lowly title. This belt meant absolutely before I stepped foot in this federation and without me, it still means nothing. You, Rabesque, brought nothing to this belt. No honor, no class. All you brought were your crap-ass wrestling skills and the amazing ability to not sell anything. No wonder no one could beat you, even the most talented of wrestlers couldn't carry a match if you were opposite his name on the card. But you see Rabesque, I've beaten you once, I've beaten you twice, now I'm going to beat you thrice. I don't care who you used to be, I don't care how many wins you have on your record and I sure as hell don't give a rats ass how long you've held the Mexican title. You actually think I care how long you've held the Mexican title? That title don't mean jacksh*t to me! And don't give me this "It doesn't mean anything now" because you can't deny you were proud to hold the Mexican title, hell you even defended it by telling me how much more "honor" and "diginity" a belt created for jobbers to hold has more than my World Championship belt. But no wait...theres more. You think you're better than me because you've got a nice looking W-L record. But theres just one drawback...I don't give a f*cking sh*t about your goddamned W-L record! I don't know how many times I've said it in the past but I keep finding myself repeating it because you don't seem to listen but...I DON'T CARE. Everything you say you've done, all the people you've beaten, and all the titles you've won mean absolutely f*cking nothing to me. But now, you've got to resort to ripping off my promos, you're so lame. I mean, who cares! If you don't want to watch it, turn the goddamned TV off! I don't force people to watch my promos, you don't like me? Change the damn channel, see what I care! If you don't wanna watch my promos, you ain't one of my fans anyway so why're you bothering! God Rabesque, and you're telling me my promos suck because all I say is "I'm better than you because you suck and I have the belt." Why're you bashing on me!! I hear nothing different from you, except yours is more like "I'm better because I say so." You don't even have a belt or anything now to back it up! You've got nothing! Face it, Rabesque, I'm better, not just because I say so, because I AM. Don't give me this "I did the job to Suicide so he could get over" crap, I've heard it a million times before from guys who thought they were all that and a bag of chips. You lost and you didn't do the job, Rabesque. You just got too much pride to admit when you're beaten by the better man. Just like it will be at Clash from the Past, you're going to beaten by a better man but you won't admit. Next thing you know you'll be saying "Yeah you beat me because I let you" or "I didn't care about that belt anyway" You know, deep down in your heart you won't and can't beat me. Bring all you got, Rabesque, because whatever you do it won't be enough to beat me.


(He gets up, folds chair up and throws it back down to ringside. He then gets out of the ring, and heads up the rampway to the back. We just keeps walking and while walking, beings to speak)


X-Treme: But there is yet another obsticle in my way. Pyscho Slasher. My dear, old pal. We haven't heard much from you lately have we? Oh yeah I forget, because you suck so much you have to degenerate to kicking around some jobbers to get some W's on your dwindling Win-Loss record. You used to be a top competetor in the IWF, you used to be the man around town. When your name was spoken in the back, it would strike fear in the hearts of the new talent. But now look at you....You haven't gotten a title shot in nearly a year and obviously your talent for cutting promos is a little off. You couldn't stand up to me anymore, you couldn't stand up to Rabesque so its no wonder you have to resort to jobbers to get some wins. Those guys might look like easy wins to the rest of you, but for Slasher he has trouble beating even them. Horowitz gave you a title shot because he felt sorry for you. You might as well just retire because both me and Rabesque are gunning to put you out for good because you're just a thorn in both of our sides because you just being here pisses me off! I can't believe I ever considered you a real challenge to me! You, a threat to my title? HA! Your big fat ass can't even get off the damn couch anymore let alone pin my shoulders to the mat 1-2-3. Maybe if you shot me, you might beat me but your drunk ass couldn't even aim gun, let alone shoot me with it. Slasher, your chances are even slimmer of winning than Rabesques. What you two oughta do is, team up and your combined chances might raise a little but even then Slasher wouldn't do much and I'd have enough trouble trying to carry Rabesque to a good match. Slasher....I don't even know what I'm going to do try and carry your sorry ass but there is one thing I know, and its that I'm sick and tired of staring at this damn camera and I really don't feel like talking about how badly I'm going to beat Jean Rabesque and Pyscho Slasher at Clash From The Past. Its time to say goodbye to your friendly neighborhood World Champion, the one...the only....the REAL World Champ...and the man who will STILL be World Champ after Clash From The Past...X-Treme. X-TREME HAS SPOKEN.


(With that, X-Treme keeps walking for a little more but then reaches the parking lot where his Silver Dodge Viper is parked. He throws his belt into the passenger seat, gets in, and speeds away as the scene fades to black)

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