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Post by "The EGO" MJW on Apr 24, 2008 14:50:58 GMT -5
The scene opens up backstage in the IWF Arena. 'The EGO' MJW walks into view, dressed in a black 'wifebeater' vest and grey track suit bottoms, he has a towel over his shoulders and sweat dripping from his face, presumably having just been working out.
MJ stops as he walks down the hall and looks up to a name plate on a door, it reads 'IWF TV Champion, Wifebeater'.
MJ sniggers to himself before wiping his forehead and pushing the door open without even knocking.
As the door opens the camera looks in and 'Wifebeater' is sitting back on a lounger chair, unsuprisingly sinking back a cold beer, he looks to the right and see's MJ and decides to stay relaxed.
MJ moves across the room, reaching down into and grabbing a beer for himself from the cooler, he cracks it open, grabs a chair and takes a glug as he sits down
"The EGO" MJW
Hey...
Beater responds with a nod of the head
"The EGO" MJW
So, i guess congratulations are in order...
...nice job in bagging yourself some more gold...
..kinda a step back though isnt it?
MJ grins as he tries to get a reaction from Beater. Beater looks at his title belt sitting next to him and smiles
"The WifeBeater"
More that you got...
"The EGO" MJW
True true...i guess its lucky i dont want it otherwise i might have to take it like i took the British Championship...
...but Beater, thats not why im here, i simply thought it was time to say hello, congratulate you on your title win and tell you that im looking forward to monday night...
...its a shame we have to be on opposite sides of the ring because whenever that happens, unfortunately for you you end up on the lossing side...
...now i know im the best in the business but i got the Heavyweight Champion on my side, you got 'Joel Frost'...
...im not even sure who that guy is but you really have not lucked out much have you...
...
"The WifeBeater"
You got Donzig? You do realise i can beat him with my eyes shut dont ya?
"The EGO" MJW
Im not interested in that, you cant be me and thats what matters Beater, i guess the Ringmaster thought it was your week to get an arse kicking, its not something im actually going to enjoy...
...Beater, its just business...
MJ looks like he is going to get up and he swigs back his beer...he goes to get up, will the TV Champ have anything to say?
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Post by Mikkey w/ Max Jewel on Apr 24, 2008 17:27:09 GMT -5
****Suddenly, MJW spins around as the door is heard shutting. Mikkey comes walking onto the screen with Max Jewel right beside him. Max then steps forward as he reaches down and grabs a beer. He looks at it, scoffs, and drops it back in the cooler. It splashes water and melting ice on MJW's shoes.*****
Max Jewel:I think it's so cute how you two are buddy, buddy now. You share beers and everything. But, there is a few things you don't share. you don't share walking around with gold. Only WifeBeater does that. You don't share Mikkey breathing down your neck waiting to take that gold from you. You don't share talent either. At least MJW has some....not like Mikkey...or the should be world champion, Croc.
*****Wife Beater doesn't like the talent comment as he puts down the leg recliner and looks ready to get up and defend himself.*****
Mikkey: But, I'm not here to talk about the awesomeness that is Croc or the awesomeness that Mikkey will soon be when he walks around with the Television Championship.....fresh off your beer belly waist. But first, you are fighting MJW and that....pathetic waste of a champion Donzig. Then you have your partner of Joel Frost? What the hell is he? The nephew to Jack Frost? Sounds like one of those people that will umm.... freeze...in the ring!
*****MJW and Wife Beater both roll their eyes at the cheesey play of words.*****
Max Jewel: This week, you will see Mikkey destroy this Adam Loser guy. You better watch Wifey. This guy right here is going to display things that will make you wake in a cold sweat at night. The talent he has will make your spine shiver, knowing that one day you will have to face him one on one.
*****Mikkey takes a step forward to speak while looking at Wife Beater over Max jewel's shoulder*****
Mikkey: We will meet in that ring...I'm gonna cut of your nuts and shove 'em down your fuckin throat.....
*****Max Jewel jabs Mikkey in the ribs with an elbow after hearing that 'F' bomb again.*****
Max Jewel: I guess I'll let the two of you get back to your.....man time....
*****Max Jewel and Mikkey turn to leave as Wife Beater finally has enough and stand to his feet to address all three men....*****
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Post by Wife Beater on Apr 24, 2008 18:20:54 GMT -5
**Wife Beater stands in the middle of the locker room and looks around at both men. He takes a deep breath for a moment and then bends down to grab another beer. He cracks it open and starts to chug it down while Mikkey and MJW stand watching him slam back the beer with quickness. Beater crushes the can and then emits a loud belch. He quickly tilts his head sideways cracking his neck.**
WIFE BEATER:
First off, thanks MJ for the props and all but I don't need your support or anything. I have Donzig beat every time I have faced him and I might not have you beat Michael but come this Monday I will finally get a win against you I promise that.
**MJ smirks and shakes his head in disbelief. Mikkey looks at Beater who then turns to address him.**
WIFE BEATER:
And who the hell are you again? Seriously have you even made a difference around these parts since you came here? I know you starred in that Queer Eye For A Straight Guy show with that extremely gay looking outfit you wear but I mean come on. What have you done in this business to even scare anyone?
**Mikkey seems extremely pissed and is caught off guard. He tries to say something but nothing comes out.**
WIFE BEATER:
My point exactly. Now why don't you run along and go play with your boy toy Max and leave the big boys to their business considering this has no concern to you what so ever.
**Mikkey grunts and then snarls. He looks back and forth from MJ and Beater and then storms out of the room. Beater chuckles and then looks back at MJ.**
WIFE BEATER:
Now that we are here without that moron, I just need to tell you that I don't care how much you think of yourself and how much you think you can beat me with a drop of the hat I am a different person. Since CWA closed down I have been training my ass off to become a full all around wrestler and mixed martial artist. I have a full arsenal of deadly moves that I can't wait to smack you around with. Let Donzig know that I am going to make it 4-0 against him come Monday.
**Beater smiles at MJ as MJ shakes his head.**
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Post by donzig on Apr 25, 2008 9:59:22 GMT -5
"Oh, really? Well, you can try." Donzig stated as he stepped from around the corner, he arched a brow at Beater's beers before he shrugged. "You like that? I mean, I only drink Yuengling. But to each his own."
Donzig waved a hand absently, looking between MJW and the Wifebeater before he continued. A hand lifting to adjust the belt draped across his shoulder. "Nothing but love, Wifebeater but you do realize the only thing in common between this match and our other matches is that Croc is out for my blod? You think maybe he will throw you a helping hand again?"
Wifebeater frowned, and Donzig tsked. "Don't get mad, you won the third match fair and square. But at Revolution, inside that ring? I am going to reverse the tread, because you know what? I have nothing left to prove, because I am the IWF World Heavyweight Champion!"
Beater grunted, sipping his beer as he looked to MJW. "And my partner is the one and only British Hero, and that means you and the Youngbuck are going down!"
The American Destroyer nodded to himself, then looked at Mikkey and Max Jewel with a faint scowl. He adjusted his jacket, shaking his head before he stepped closer to them. "Alot of people seem to be enjoying making jokes at your expense, and acting like they don't know you. I can relate to that, you do look like two refugees from NAMBLA!"
Wifebeater laughed at that, and MJW chuckled. Mikkey fumed, and Donzig just shrugged as he lifted a finger to point at the pair. "But I don't think the shit you pulled on Monday while you were teaming with the President of the Australian Chapter was funny. In fact? I may not care for Beater or Linn most days, but what you did showed that you are both fucking cowards!"
Donzig scowled, eyes narrowed as he cut off the pair's reply. "No, shut the fuck up. Because if I ever look across the ring and see either one of you? I am going to take that fucking stick, beat you both with it, then shove the motherfucker down your throat!"
Jewel held onto his cane, shaking his head as he held back Mikkey. Then Donzig jabbed a finger towards Mikkey, grinning. "And I will cram the rest of you up his fucking ass so your head doesn't get lonely."
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Post by Wife Beater on Apr 25, 2008 12:45:09 GMT -5
**Wife Beater began clapping as Donzig smirked at him. Mikkey looked extremely pissed off but just stood there in utter disbelief that no one respected him enough to let him speak. MJ yawned slightly for a moment before taking a stretch as Wife Beater looked on in excitement.**
WIFE BEATER:
Even though we have never met eye to eye Don, I do completely respect you. I am glad you finally got the chance to become the World Champion and finally got out from behind a bent over Anthony Jordan.
**Donzig didn't seem to like that comment one bit but MJ and both Mikkey and Max chuckled slightly before Donzig turn to them and snarled.**
WIFE BEATER:
I don't mean any disrespect by it, seriously. I am just glad you finally got the spotlight you deserve. There really isn't anyone around to take your limelight for the time being considering AJ needs to work his way up again, Jonas Lee is on hiatus, MJ here is just slacking off, Croc is just a piece of shit, and everyone else is either retired or dead. So my hat is off to you, sir, for a job well done.
**Donzig completely annoyed just snickers and then grunts while he adjusts the World Title on his shoulder.**
WIFE BEATER:
I do promise you one thing though. I WILL make an impact that will shock the IWF to it's very core come Monday so you all just wait and see that big event unfold in front of your very eyes......
**Wife Beater smiles and looks Donzig right in his eyes before giving off a wink and walking out of the room.**
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Post by Mikkey w/ Max Jewel on Apr 25, 2008 16:33:02 GMT -5
*****Donzig and MJW watch Wife Beater leave. As DOnzig is about to speak, Max Jewel cuts him off.*****
Max Jewel: The NAMBLA joke was so lame, I almost shit my pants. I never thought you were.....lame..
*****Max Jewel smirks as the sarcasm rolls off his tounge*****
Max Jewel: You wanna shove things down my throat and up my ass? Sounds like someone else around here is the AMERICAN Chapter President. And It's not MJW, Mikkey or myself. You don't seem to get it do you Donzig? You walk around with that title and you think you are a god. NO! Croc can get away with that because he's the man that deserves that title. He's the man that will take that title from you.
My point is this...and I'll get it across clear for you cause I know you are....how they say.... a dummy.
*****MJW puts a hand on DOnzig's chest to stop him from going into Anger overdrive.*****
Max Jewel: If you ever threaten us like that again, Mikkey will make sure you not only lose that title, lose your dignity, lose every match you ever have from that mment on.... He'll make sure you lose the job you are doing right now.... Speaking of Job..... Why don't you use your lack of REAL talent and go job to Fat Chocolate......
*****Mikkey Steps up*****
Mikkey: I might be planning on destroying Wife Beater but, since you had to put your nose in my business, I'm gonna clue you in on this. You are going to lose on Monday, I'll make sure of that... then? Then the world will see you are nothing but a.....Fucking joke!
*****Donzig lunges at the two men and connects a fist to Mikkey's face. MJW pulls DOnzig away as Mikkey and Max Jewel chuckle and walk out the door and down the hall.*****
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Post by donzig on Apr 25, 2008 20:21:43 GMT -5
"I'm your huckleberry." said Donzig calmly, and MJW blinked as Mikkey and Max Jewel turned around to stare at the American Destroyer. He smiled slowly, taking a step forward as he adjusted the belt on his shoulder.
"What?" said Jewel.
Donzig grunted, rolling his leather clad shoulders before he waved his hand. "I'm your huckleberry, you're fucking booked this week. But after that? Anytime you want to fucking go, you say the word. Because I will fucking wipe the floor with both of you!"
Donzig turned, then snapped his fingers. "Oh, and this title doesn't make me act like I am a God. I have always done that, because motherfucker? Jesus is Greek for Donzig."
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