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Tom Tulopo vs. Weasel
Topic Started: Apr 22 2008, 07:01 AM (212 Views)
Kassie Khane
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Tom Tulopo vs. Weasel

RP Limit: 3 RP Limit
Deadline: 11:59 pm EST Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Show Date: Thursday, May 1, 2008

~Good Luck Everyone! ~



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Mysterious Trio
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“Was it worth it?”

This is a question that must be asked after any significant loss. Terror and Tom Tulopo went into the match against The Real Speed and Dillusion. Blood was shed. Pain was felt. For Terror and Tulopo, they got what they wanted. They had the ability to feel and dish out pain and punishment. But perhaps, the best reaction was that felt of Violet.


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Immediately after the match

With Tulopo and Terror taken immediately to the backstage area for treatment of their cuts and injuries from the vicious hardcore match, Violet was all alone. After the match, she disappeared to the back and rather than going to the trainer’s section, she immediately head towards the locker room set aside for Terror, Tulopo and herself.

She continues on her way to the locker room, walking past several officials.

Official: “We’re going to need some help getting everyone taken care of. That was brutal out there.”

Violet smiled hearing the concern of the officials for the destruction that took place in the ring. It was something that made her happy. Either way, she continued towards her locker room. She turns the corner and enters a much deserted hallway, however, jogging can be heard behind her. It was a reporter for a wrestling news website.

Reporter: “You’re Violet! Wait up!”

The reporter keeps running, but Violet continues to walk away. The reporter was a short, stocky woman with glasses, carrying a tape recorder. Obviously, not the most sophisticated, but whatever works, apparently. Violet however ignored her.

Reporter: “Any comments on the match?”

Violet stops and turns around before smiling.

Violet: “Make it up. Sorry, I have a place to be.”

Violet then turned around. The reporter was stunned by that suggestion. Violet, however, did not care. She did not want to be bothered by pointless interviews. She would talk if it was necessary but never anything less. Violet reaches her locker room and immediately turns the knob and opens the door. She quickly steps inside before spinning around and slamming the door shut. She then locks the door and starts to smile even larger than ever before. She starts to slide down the length of the door before ending up at a seated position on the floor, in front of the door, breathing heavily and nearly laughing. Violet keeps breathing heavily before she turns and grabs the door knob to pull herself up. She then walks along the wall, smiling and somewhat spaghetti legged before making her way to the back of the locker room. She then stops and throws her shirt off, revealing her beautiful Latina tanned back. She then throws walks into the back shower before sliding her lower half off. She falls into the shower before turning it on and allowing the warm water to fall on her, causing her brunette hair to quickly get wet and cling to her skin. She falls back to the wall and slides back down to the floor as the water falls on her naked body, while she laughs and continues to enjoy the feeling of what she saw.


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So Mr. Tulopo will be back in action for the wonderful people at Supreme Championship Wrestling. The same people that created the brilliant opportunity for violence and mayhem and we always appreciate that. I know I definitely did. But unfortunately, this match has to operate within the rules of a traditional wrestling match and to be honest, that has me quite disappointed, but Mr. Tulopo will definitely have no problems with obliging the request.

Tulopo has the change to face the man called Weasel. A man who has even stated that he does not mind violence. So why are we so hampered? Why are we putting restrictions on two men who enjoy the world of violence? Why are we tying their hands behind the back and pretending that rules are going to cause the most competitive match between these two men? We saw what Tulopo was capable of at Out of Control. Speed and Dillusion were tossed around the ring like small children and merely because Tulopo could. And now he faces Weasel…a man who really has little to his name, nor much weight to his frame and could we expect a different outcome?

But Weasel, while he may love to cause pain and devastation, much like we enjoy to do, I hardly see his efforts to do so having much effort, nor credence, against a man like Tulopo. Do you think he fears you? Not really. You hardly have anything to your name even marginally intimidating. You’ve talked the talked. That’s all you’ve done. Regardless of the fact that Tulopo and Terror were overcome at Out of Control, their performance made it clear they were nothing even remotely close to slouches and their potential to devastate was duly known. Does Speed enjoy the nail gun wound? Ask him if you can find him. Your saving grace is that we won’t be able to do anything that brutal to you in the confines of the match. But after…nothing will save you from our wrath, should you give us a reason to want to endure it.

So Weasel…give us that reason. Give us the reason to come out and ravage you worse than your sick and twisted mind could imagine. Let us come to the ring and beat you down to a bloody pulp, leaving your teeth in the ring and your blood dripping off the apron. Allow us to have the pleasure of ripping your limbs from your torso. Allow us to have the pleasure to take our violence to the next level. Allow us to do what you claim to desire to you. Allow us to overcome you and realize your dream. You have a good dream…it’s just a shame that you don’t have the balls to execute. Don’t worry. We damn sure do…and Tulopo will show you come Hostility. Oh…he will show you.

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{The episode starts off outside on a grassy field as Wesley is seen lying down. His eyes heavy as he seems to fight to keep them open to stare at the beautiful scenery. He turns his head to the side as he sees a woman walking towards him, but she is too blurry and suddenly vanishes as does the entire scene. Wesley lies on a couch as his eye suddenly opens from his dream and stares forward at a bottle of painkiller. Wesley rolls over on the couch as he is awake and stares up at the ceiling as his wife stands above him and stares down at him.}

Jane: What were you thinking? Taking a job as a wrestler and look at you (shaking her head)… already lying down and injured and of all things you strain you throat from being choked out by another wrestler.

Wesley: (clearing his throat as he can’t get anything out)…

Jane: That is just wonderful can’t say anything so at least I won’t be hearing any whining coming out of you. I think that is the only reason I exactly agreed to let you even stay here.

{Jane turns and walks away as she still continues to talk and complain about Wesley’s choice of careers. Wesley suddenly sits up on the couch as he seems to run through his match with Damian in his head and his expression begins to change and seems to grow more of a darker character. He closes his eyes again as he drifts back into his dream earlier to escapes reality. The scene changes to the grassy hillside, but then changes to a dirty disgusting alley as Weasel sits on the back steps of a closed down business.}

Weasel: (clearing his throat)… Brilliant. Go into a match thinking that you could easily get the win from a superstar falling from his championship reign. Hell I can’t give this up I know I can still make that impression and a dent in the SCW. There is so much potential walking around and I want to destroy it. Tom Tulopo is part of the Mysterious Trio that came in to make Dillusion’s life a living hell and the fear is in the air and now the SCW as send him after me. This is going to be better than my last match. I will not go have Tom Tulopo do to me the same as Damian Angel did.

{Weasel picks himself up off the steps and steps to walk down the alley as Weasel seems to feel comfortable in the darkness. He walks onto the sidewalk where he meets up with his friend David.}

Weasel: Mimic I am sure you remember what happen in my last match. What does the Divine have to say about that?

{Mimic just nods as it is limited by Weasel’s imagination and the drugs he is on.}

Weasel: I know Damian was the SCW Champion. He was on top and his world came crashing down and he has snapped. Nothing like going from one psycho to another and this is a group.

{Weasel turns away from Mimic and takes a couple of steps as his Psychiatrist appears.}

Dr. Michelle: You know maybe you choice of opponents aren’t a bad thing.

Weasel: From what Damian got away with in my last match, Tom Tulopo isn’t going get that far. I will take what is special to him and make it mine.

{Weasel shakes his head as he appears to have a headache and suddenly wakes up back in his wife’s apartment and looks around the room. He lays back down on the couch and closes as the scene fades and the episode ends.}
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