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| The Spectacular Ninja vs. Damian Angel | |
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| Topic Started: Mar 8 2007, 06:33 PM (173 Views) | |
| Kassie Khane | Mar 8 2007, 06:33 PM Post #1 |
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The Spectacular Ninja vs. Damian Angel Teaser to be added later. RP Limit: 2 RPs each for all matches. Deadline: 11:59 pm EST Tuesday, March 13, 2007. |
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| Damian Angel | Mar 12 2007, 08:48 PM Post #2 |
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Prelude The scene opens up to shots from this past week’s Breakdown… Damian Angel lets go of Kenny and leaps to his feet breaking the pin as music begins playing. He walks over to the ropes and looks to the entrance ramp as “This is How a Heart Breaks” plays through the PA. Damian Angel puts his right foot on the middle rope and his left on the bottom and looks in anger awaiting for the Canadian Heartbreak Kid to show himself. The referee goes over to Damian Angel and tells him to get off the ropes and get back to the match. Meanwhile Kenny Kliche gets to his feet and goes running towards Angel while he still has his back to him, looking towards the entrance ramp. Kliche hops up to the middle rope beside Damian Angel, and he does a sunset flip and rolls Damian Angel up for the pin. The referee sees the pin and quickly gets down to count the fall, Damian Angel’s shoulders are down and what the referee doesn’t see is Kenny Kliche prop his legs up on the middle rope to keep Damian Angel from breaking the pin. The referee starts the count, 1...2...3. The referee signals for the bell and the match is over. Damian: He wants to play mind games. He’s trying to look past me… The referee holds Kenny Kliche’s hand up in victory, but he is cold-cocked by Damian Angel. The referee gets out of the ring, as he doesn’t want any of what Kliche is getting. Damian Angel looks around if CHBK is coming, but now he knows that he is being played for a fool, so he goes back to taking it out on Kenny Kliche. By kicking him repeatedly Kliche is unable to leave as he is flat down on the mat on his stomach. Damian Angel leaves the ring and goes and grabs a microphone, and smacks the timekeeper off of his chair and the man takes off also, Damian Angel taps the microphone to see if it is on and he picks up the chair and places it on top of the announcer’s table. Damian Angel: CHBK! You think you can play mind games with me? You think it’s funny when I got blindsided and lose to that dip-shit? Well you think wrong, this is all for you! The blood will be on your hands! Angel carelessly drops the microphone, and goes underneath the ring and he is not under there long and he pulls out a wooden table and he slides it into the ring and he climbs back in. Kenny Kliche is slowly getting to his feet and he is dizzy and disoriented, Damian Angel gets up and run over to him and knees him across the face no different then what he got himself earlier from Kliche. Kenny is forced back down onto the mat, Angel turns his attention back to the table and reaches down to pick it up and places one end of the table pointing upwards and setting the legs up. Damian: I made an example out of Kenny Kliche not out of any disdain for that man, but rather because I could. No one was going to stop me. Not Oleksa Drachewych. Not CHBK. Not Christian Savior. No one! The commentators clear out of their seats as Damian Angel picks Kenny Kliche up and takes him unwilling over to the opposite side of the ring. He gets behind Kliche and takes both of his arms and places them behind his back, Kenny is forced into running towards the table and Damian Angel is behind him every step of the way, they both leap off the edge of table and in midair Damian Angel puts a boot to the back of Kenny Kliche and he is forced downwards to the commentator’s table. The crowd gasps in horror as they watch Damian Angel drives Kliche through a table with his hands from blocking his fall. Damian Angel standing tall and looks into the camera and a way of saying it without saying it he spreads his hands apart and it is for CHBK saying “There You Go!” Damian: What I did, I did to prove a very simple point. You come here, you try to play games with me. I’m not here to play. I’m here to cleanse you of your sins, to purify you for your next journey… and to make you suffer for your wrong-doings. The Press Conference The scene comes on during a bright, sunny day. With snow still visible on the ground, there is no justice in depicting just how warm it is right now. After months of bundling in parkas and boots, people are now able to start dressing in more spring-like clothing, as is evidenced by the crowd gathered around a stage right now. On the stage are two tables flanked around a single podium. The SCW banner hangs dignified behind the podium as officials sit at either flanking table. The man of the hour, the man for whom this press conference was called, is none other than CHBK himself. Standing before a large gathering of admirers and fans, both from the media and the paying public, he recounts his time away from the ring, nursing the injuries he suffered at the hands of Xander Valentine. The eyes of those in the crowd sparkle with delight. Well, almost all in the crowd… Our cameras turn to the very back corner where, amidst the myriad of supporters, Damian Angel and Kitty Black take up the most unseen seats. The scowl on the face of the Hellbound Messiah tells a tale in and of itself. He sits and listens to CHBK, clearly disgusted in the sob story that the former champion has to say. As he focuses on his hated foe, Kitty looks to him. Kitty: You could take him down now, if you wanted. Drive him away from SCW again, and ensure its permanence. Damian, though amused, does not allow a single trace of a smile to come on his face. CHBK does not afford such luxuries. Damian: Indeed… I could strike him down now. But that would be far to convenient for him. Kitty: I’m afraid I don’t know what you mean. Damian: If I eliminated him now, ripped him out of the story altogether, he would still simply maintain his legacy. In fact, taking him out now would only further this myth that he sustains to this day. If I eliminated him now, people would only be left talking about how the great CHBK was primed and ready to return when the cowardly Damian Angel assaulted him, unprovoked, and drove him away. Kitty: But you wouldn’t be unprovoked. You have Breakdown to justify your actions. Damian lets out a dry chuckle. He remembers back to what happened as he left the New Blood Rebellion locker-room to get some water… how he was ambushed, cheap-shotted and eventually thrown back into the locker-room by a super-kick at the feet of CHBK. Damian: And who would they rather believe? Given my association with Xander Valentine, the man who crippled CHBK once before, they would most certainly not believe me. They would rather believe their hero was eliminated by a sociopath than by someone with just cause. They propagate my own guilt and push the supreme innocence and benevolent acts of CHBK, not caring about how the selfish bastard only acts to serve himself and his interests. He doesn’t care about SCW nor the SCW fans… he only cares about his own fame, and when he realizes he doesn’t draw anymore, he takes time off before returning to the rabid fans. It’s a vicious cycle that everyone else is expected to fall into… Kitty: And he attacked you! Damian hangs his head, marking the first time he had taken his eyes off the SCW Hall of Famer. Giving his head a slight shake, he composes his thoughts. Damian: He did attack me. Yes… but that is exactly why I must make his revenge… fitting to the crime. Wounds heal. Injuries heal. However, a reputation… when damaged extensively enough… will haunt a man for a lifetime. That is what our goal is: to damage CHBK’s reputation to such an extent that, even when he does return in an effort to reclaim his past luster, no one will care. Apathy is the biggest fear of anyone as public as Alexander Desoubrais. Take away the crowd, and you take away the man. Damian looks to the podium again, watching as CHBK turns away and heads off the scene. For a brief moment, they almost lock eyes, but CHBK figures it can’t be what he thinks it is, or who he thinks it is, and he leaves without incident. Damian, seeing this, snickers. Damian: Soon, Heart-break… you will have to worry about more than a broken heart. The scene fades… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- …And returns inside the New Blood Rebellion locker-room. At this time, Damian Angel and Kitty Black find themselves alone, as none of the other members are present. That would make sense then, with them being alone. Damian wraps his wrists in tape, preparing himself for an intense training session as Kitty watches a highlight tape of The Spectacular Ninja. Kitty: What a peculiar foe. Damian looks towards the video briefly, catching a glimpse of a Ninja roundhouse kick. He scoffs at the move and returns to taping his wrists. Damian: The very style he employs leaves himself with far too many holes for combat. The fact that someone would attempt full-out karate in a wrestling ring is ludicrous. There are far too many gaps in his performance. Kitty shrugs her shoulders. Kitty: Still, his presentation may be enough to throw some off. Damian: Some, maybe. But not me. Kitty: I don’t know… the way you were in the ring last week… Damian: What!? Damian stops taping his wrists and violently tears it the tape at the end, causing the little bit that remains to settle on his wrists. Kitty: I’m just saying… you were pretty agitated in the ring last week. Maybe it was CHBK getting into your head… maybe it was… Damian: It was NOT CHBK! There were… these voices… they were warning of imminent danger… and… Kitty goes over to Damian and wraps her arms around him. Damian, however, pushes her back. Damian: DON’T LET THEM GET YOU TO! Damian drops to his knees. He wipes away the sweat forming on his brow as he pants loudly. Damian: There is danger on the horizon, my love. This will be a war… one that will see casualties. CHBK wants to talk down on me, treat me as though I am nothing but Xander Valentine’s “cult” follower… Christian Savior wants to speak of me as though I stand inferior to him… as the war goes, Spectacular Ninja will be the one to suffer for their disrespects. CHBK can talk… can SPECIFICALLY STATE that he led me to a bittersweet ending… THERE IS NO FUCKING ENDING! There won’t BE a GOD-DAMNED ENDING until I put him in fucking TRACTION! Kitty approaches Damian slowly, crouching down beside him and running her hand gently on his back. Kitty: It’s ok… you’ll get him… Damian: Spectacular Ninja is a fool being led to slaughter. He may make all the claims of grandeur he wants. He is nothing more than a puppet of those above him: Calvan Greene plays him like a fiddle. But, more importantly, he is a hazard of CHBK’s disrespect towards me. He is walking into a minefield, and one wrong step can blow even the most adept ninja sky-high. He will be seen as nothing but a fucking martyr for CHBK, just like all the others. His blood, like the blood of Kenny Kliche before him, will be on CHBK’s hands. I absolve myself entirely. This is CHBK’s doing. Damian rises to his feet and backs into the bench. He sits back down as Kitty watches him go back to taping his wrists. The scene fades. |
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| The Spectacular Ninja | Mar 13 2007, 10:45 PM Post #3 |
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-ooc- I apolgize G I held this off way to long and then i had to try to fix my comp most of the night good luck g. We open with a shot of Ninja driving a red car burning rubber down a country road. Next to him sits Calvan Greene who looks fearful as Ninja apparently was never informed of something silly like speed limit laws. Calvan: I’m going to die, I’m going to die, there is no way im going to survive. Ninja: Bullll I’m not even going fast. I walk fast then this. Calvan: You’ve been past the maxium of that speed doodad thingy on the dash board for like twenty minutes. Ninja: Bah humans just like moving in slow motion its really just boring. Calvan: How will the world be able to survive without its president. Ninja: Stop being such a pirate you make me want to stab you in the head… repeatidly with a plunger. Till you die. Calvan: That would hurt. Ninja: Yes it would atleast till you die. Calvan: Do you have to Sensai can’t we just do something else. Like go get laid? Ninja: Not together you fool! I am a hetro sexual ninja not a fruit loop ninja! That was actually what I was called till 1964. Then I decided people had to know you know because of that free love crap. They had to know this ninja only plays for one team. And preferably with more then one player from the other team at a time. And by other team I mean women and by play I mean sex. Calvan: That’s something I will back down from sensai. And back down I err… mean have sex with men… or go down on them…really I swear. Ninja: Don’t worry Calvan as long as you’re my nintern you won’t be gay. We ninja’s are generally homophobic. Calvan: That’s right sensai I never been scared of a confined spaces! Ninja: No that’s Closter phobic Homophobia is a wonderful thing its just another way to illogically hate some one. Calvan: Can I hate some one for any reason at Sensai? Ninja: Ofcourse Calvan you can hate any one. I hate homeless people not because they have bad body odour but because they wear scarfs. Calvan: So I can hate ugly people. Ninja: Ofcourse Calvan infact don’t you hate ugly people already. Remember if you hate anyone you can kill them they must have done something for your stryfe. Calvan: Even if they are ugly? Ninja: I once killed some one because they told me that it wasn’t impossible for Macgyver to make a plane from an industrial fan, some paper clips, a wheel barrel and a roll of duct tape. Believe me if any one deserves to die its some one who doesn’t believe in the godly powers of Macgyver. Calvan: Who is this Mac gopher? Ninja’s eyes go wide paying no attention to the road glareing at Calvan. Ninja: Did you just say you don’t know who MacGyver is? Calvan: No sensai should i? Ninja shakes his head In disgust not able to believe that Calvan didn’t know who MacGyver was. Calvan: Sensai what’s wrong why are you looking at me like that. Ninja: You’ve said some stupid things in your life Calvan but saying this. Saying that was the most offensive thing I have ever heard in my life. Calvan: I… I’m sorry Sensai. Ninja: I don’t know Calvan I don’t know if I will ever be able to forgive for- Suddenly something collides with the car. Calvan: Oh my god the Great Macgyver is attacking me! He’s trying to kill me with duct tape! Calvan tries to hide under his seat his butt sticking up into the air. Ninja looks at the windshield and we see it’s a person. Ninja: Hey Calvan I just got a hundred points I hit a person. BINGO I win that game of roadkill bingo you insisted on playing. Calvan: Damnit all I needed was this hairy duck thing. Ninja: That’s a duck billed platypus. I saw like eight of those Calvan you should have been paying attention. I saw like a hundred of them at the side of the road. Calvan: Damnit why didn’t you tell me. Ninja: I thought you saw them and its cheating if I show them to you. Calvan: You know that things still on the window… its ugly… cant you get it off. Ninja sighs and reaches out the window and pokes the body on the window a faint groaning can be heard. Calvan: Gross its still breathing. Ninja: Then kill it Calvan that thing you haven’t killed anything in an eternity. Calvan gulps looking the person still lying groaning on the windshield. Ninja pulls the car over at the side of the road and looks at the person laying on the window half conscious. Voice: Cal….Cal…van. Calvan: OH MY GOD It’s a zombie. Ninja sighs shaking his head he then pulls out his Katana and slides it out of the sheath and points it Calvan. Calvan: Shouldn’t you uh be preparing for breakdown. Ninja: Nah im just facing Damian Angel sure he’s a spooky scary goth. But no ninja is scared of a teenager with a eating disorder and depression issues. Well he may not be a teenager but he has the depression issues down pat. And his woman wants me… but shes kind of creepy so I’ll go without that thank you very much. Now Calvan kill him. Voice: Cal…Van… Calvan….Wha…wha.. Calvan: Sensai I think he’s trying to say something. Ninja: He’s trying to say kill me, I deserve to die now do as he says Calvan kill the poor bastard. Ninja says this holding out his sword to Calvan. Voice: Whatever….you….da….do.. Ninja: Hurry do it quick end his pain end his suffering. End his annoying groaning it sounds like he’s taking a dump not dying. Voice of dying dude: You….do… Calvan: I don’t know Sensai. Voice of dying guy: WHATEVER YOU DO! RAGGHHHH Calvan jumps up by surpise jumping nearly a foot in the air. Calvan: I’m sorry sensai. The camera moves in and we can see that the dying man is actually Mark Kayfabe the greatest SCW fan alive. Mark: CALLLLVAAAAAAAAAAAAAN! Calvan: What is it smelling dying guy. Mark: Wha….what ever you do… Ninja: Quick kill him. Calvan is about to lower the dagger to the chest of mark Kayfabe. Mark Kayfabe: What ever you do don’t let the bodies hit the floor. Both C and n: That… was horrible. Ninja:Something this evil needs to be a killed. Calvan: But Sensai how can you kill something that doesn’t have a life? Both C&N look to Mark Kayfabe and then realize the pure evil that is this fan boy. Ninja:You do have a point something that doesn’t have a life… that’s impossible to kill. Ninja: Alright Calvan on three. Onetwothree! Both ninja and Calvan rush into the car and slam the door and lock them before driving off surrounded by a pile of dust. Mark: Waitttt I had a good one for Calvan…Are you a little Green? GET IT GREEN!?! The mark starts laughing and the scene then goes to black Fin. |
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