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| Cloudiee vs. Memphis Cade | |
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| Topic Started: Apr 3 2012, 03:12 PM (248 Views) | |
| Kassie Khane | Apr 3 2012, 03:12 PM Post #1 |
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SCW PRESENTS: Breakdown April 11, 2012 Cloudiee vs. Memphis Cade Deadline: Noon EST Tuesday, April 10, 2012 RP Limit: 1 RP per person; 2 RP per team per match ~~Good Luck Everyone! ~~ |
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| MemphisCade | Apr 7 2012, 09:40 AM Post #2 |
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OOC: It's great to be back. Haven't wrote a rp since about August. Anyway the first and last sections are on the camera and the middle section is off screen. | Deflowering The SCW : The Shawshank Redemption | |
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| zeCloudiee | Apr 8 2012, 05:58 PM Post #3 |
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OOC: Good luck, you are truly talented and I am looking forward to facing you again in the future. Sorry about the delay on this rp, but I have been sick with an extremely bad head cold. Though the body aches have stopped I still can't breath through my nose..lol. Either way again good luck and enjoy. [align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Development~*~ Off Camera The Gilded Valkyrie[/align] Foggy and wet are two rather dank and dangerous when put together, making things rather treacherous to say the least when venturing outside. But if you can’t learn to take risks and life each day as if it was your last...Then you are simply allowing life itself to pass you by. Regardless of how the weather is, or if you are willing to take that leap of faith that things will work out to your benefit..Life will go on as it always has. One day at a time. And on this particular day, the weather over San Francisco, California was dismal at best making it hard to see more then a few feet in front of you. Rumor had it, the worst fog in several years...There always seems to be a worse everything. And normally that would be alright, because Cloudiee saw the silver lining in every opportunity that presented itself. Today however was not the case. In fact he was in a bit of a foul mood, though he tried his damnedest to at least seem positive and up beat. Looking at him from afar, and you would say he seems ok. But to those that knew him...He was miserable. Absolutely and completely depressed. And with good reason too. The love of his life walked out on him, because he couldn’t take her seriously, or give her the validation she needed...Or the sounded commitment... God how he missed her. Sure she had her faults too..This wasn’t entirely his fault and he knew that. But it was just...You don’t know what you have until it is gone kinda scenario. Over the last few days his friends have tried to take him out to have some fun. He attempted to put on on a brave face for them, but more often then not he kinda copped out and left early claiming either Joshi his cat whom seems to have turned on him too since Gyna left, was sick or some other thing that needed his attention. Though the one thing Cloudiee didn’t cop out on was work. He used his own dilemma for inspiration. That and a way to forget his troubles for a time. However more often then not though...Reality was slammed back in his face because of his coworker that was still around or came in for her shift that caused the straw in the proverbial camel’s back to break. Sure, trying to be a good friend and make up for what she did, Liz would attempt to strike up conversation. Telling him that she knew he loved Gyna, but maybe things were better this way and so on and so forth. At that point of their conversation, Cloudiee more often then not toned her out making her sound much like the teacher from Charlie Brown. That may have seem rude, but Cloudiee still held resentment towards her. He knew he couldn’t forever but right now while the wounds were still fresh it seemed only reasonable. Today thankfully, or as far as he knew, as he headed into work at The Gilded Valkyrie that he would not have the issue of running in to her. That it was her scheduled day off. And even as he walked through the nearly empty parking lot of the pallor, he couldn’t help but feel heart broken...And the weather over all was not helping. Even his tell tale wild mane of hair that he spent time sprucing up seem to wane a bit. Crinkling his nose a bit in distaste, he picks up the pace and heads inside to keep the weather from further drowning out his hard work on his hair. It wasn’t until he got inside that he noticed Liz was in fact there, and Charlie was not. Stan was, and so was Ashleigh...He looked with great concern over towards Ashleigh whom merely shrugged her shoulders. Cloudiee risks a glance over towards her before heading over towards their fearless leader. Ashleigh: What’s happening Cloud man? Cloudiee: Not much...Where’s Charlie? Ashleigh: Apparently Liz and Charlie swapped out...It isn’t against the rules. Cloudiee: Oh I know that.... He scoffed giving a bit of a mock chuckle before shoving his hands into his pockets. Ashleigh seemed a bit skeptical as watched him closely. Ashleigh: Good...One of your regulars call Cloud man, and bumped up their appointment. You cool with that? Cloudiee: Absolutely...When will they be here? Ashleigh glanced towards the digital clock and smiled before looking back up at him while popping the gum she had been chewing on. Ashleigh: An hour from now...Till then why not go set up. Cloudiee: Sure thing Ash... Cloudiee playful saluted in a response before heading off, but not before Ashleigh cracked him across the but with her magazine. Yelping he glances back and laughs before shaking his head to head over towards his station. Upon reaching his station, Cloudiee makes for a quick inventory before heading to the the supply closet to get what he needs. Once he was absolutely sure everything was prepped and ready he casually sits down in his swivel chair and playfully spins passing the time away while he entertains himself. Female Voice: Having fun? Instantly he stops himself and gives a slight nod as he glances in the direction of the voice. Though he knew it was Liz attempting to break the uncomfortable ice between them, he still had to suppress a shutter. Smiling he kinda rocked side to side while giving her his full attention gripping a hold of the chair he was sitting in between his own legs perching himself forward just a tad... Cloudiee: Sorry, just something I do to pass the time. How’s the tat coming? Liz: Oh that... Liz began while glancing back at her client that was still sitting at her station chatting away on a cell phone. Liz: It is coming along, but apparently she was expecting that call so...I am giving her some time before I finish up. Liz replied finally before looking back at him while giving her left black glove a tug so that it was pulled up properly. Cloudiee peeks around her before sitting back with a sigh. Cloudiee: Life happens at the most inopportune times, but that is ok. You pick up and move along without missing a beat. Otherwise you leave yourself in a rut. Once you are in a rut it is kinda hard to come out of that funk. To pick up the pieces... Liz: You know some times you just have to let go and hope for the best in the future. Cloudiee: True...True... Liz sighed as if she was trying to hint but it went in one of his ears and out the other without even leaving a message. Liz: Would you like to get a couple of drinks after work? Cloudiee was quick to blanch at the idea of it, and quickly shook his head just as the jingle of door caught his attention. Peeking around her once more he notices a familiar face of one of his regulars. Giving him a friendly wave, he gets up and excuses himself to go greet him. However Liz was having none of it and grabs Cloudiee’s arm. He stops and glances at her hand then back at her with an innocent smile. Liz: Coming on Cloud man, when are you going to forgive me? Cloudiee: I already have...I just don’t drink Liz. Liz: Ok...Ok...What about a bite to eat then? She inquired as she slowly let his arm go until her hand hit his...Lightly holding on still. Cloudiee: I would love to, but I still don’t think I am ready... Liz: I understand.... She relented and let him go completely. Cloudiee frown and then pulled her into a hug. Cloudiee: I am sorry...I just am not over things, and need time...I hope you can truly understand that. Not just that, but with my career here and with the SCW, I just don’t have the ability to hold down a relationship. Liz:Ok....Maybe friends? She inquired nervously as she let him go once more. Cloudiee gave a bit of a shrug. Cloudiee: Anything is possible Liz....But understand this. I can’t have you talking negatively about those I care about. Wither you are drunk or not. Because if you do then there is no friendship to be had ya know? Liz could only nod. Cloudiee: Sides, if she and I work things out...Gods willing. I want her to feel safe and secure. Liz: You truly do love her huh? Cloudiee gave her a sheepish grin that soon faded. Liz: Then we really do need to sit down and talk after work. There are some things I need to tell you that you really should know... Cloudiee: All right...We can hit Denny’s up after we call it a night here. But I gotta get this... Cloudiee finally agreed before gesturing towards the awaiting man. Liz nodded, and watched him go to his client before turning to head back towards hers whom was still chatting away on her phone. [align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Presentation~*~ On Camera The Gilded Valkyrie Parking Lot...[/align] The scene comes to a head, with the flickering of an orangish parking lot lamp coming to life. Shadows encroaching on the cars that littered the area for potential cliental and those that work here at this tattoo pallor. A cluster of people laugh it up as they huddle near the corner of the building bidding their time. They all seem to get rowdy a bit, as they greet someone yet unseen. But it isn’t long before the wild mane of the “Young Lion” is seen. Casually he high fives a couple of the nameless faces and even hugs one with a manly pat on the back before continuing on his way further into the parking lot. Slipping a hand into his pocket idly, he pulls out his cell to check for messages but there were none. Giving a shrug, he shoves his cell back into his pocket as he stumbles to a stop after noticing the camera crew. Giving them a friendly wave, Cloudiee then hooks a belt loop of his jeans with his thumbs while standing at the ready. Cloudiee: Since the CW merged with the SCW, things have been a bit topsy turvy. There even has been an increase in signings and returns. Over all, the SCW is blossoming much like a spring time flower in the heat of the moment. Talent it come in from all avenues, and the fan base has been steadily increasing. I am not sure where my opponent Memphis Cade got his numbers exactly, but from my stand point ever as a bottom feeder... Cloudiee began with using air quotations. Cloudiee: I think things are looking pretty good. Not just for the fans, but the SCW as a whole. I guess while he continues to be a pessimist and antagonist he fails to see the silver lining in anything but himself. And that is ok. Many make that mistake. Both veteran and rookie a like. Even us bottom feeders have a tendency to think along those lines from time to time. It is called human nature. And in Memphis’ case, the harder you beat on your chest apparently the better you are. I mean look at his latest and most recent appearance. He tried desperately to make himself look like a complete hardass and god’s gift to woman. Sure looks like he is hiding from his own fears and unwilling to admit he has a problem. Almost looks like he is over compensating for....Well I am sure you can get the picture. But there is no need for such foolishness Memphis. I mean if you are comfortable with whom you are there is no need to try so hard or make yourself known. Your actions will speak volumes my friend. I mean take it from me. I am completely comfortable with the way I look, speak, and act. I have heard the trannie, he she, simba, hedge hog comments before. They don’t phase me in the slightest. I find my own unique style is appealing to me. And in the end it is what I think of myself that matters not what others think of me. So sticks and stones Memphis...Sticks and stones... Cloudiee shrugged, as he walked off scene forcing the camera to pan around in attempts of following him towards his car near the back of the lot. Cloudiee: So while you continue to puff out your chest and illustrate how proud you are and how great you are, understand that pedestal you have placed yourself upon will tumble. Maybe not by my hand, but soon someone will dish you a piece of humble pie. Because the SCW has done well with and without you. You are not its golden child no matter how much you would like to believe in it. The success and reputation is based of the roster as a whole including the management. Talent has changed quite drastically since you were last here. Those you poke fun of, have made a great improvement in their careers and lives. They have strived to become whom and what they are today. Christy Matthews is a shining star. She proves that even the delicate of roses can have the most vicious of thorns. That the modern day woman can most defiantly hang tight with the modern damn man. They aren’t weaklings or wall flowers, or some common whore in which you make them out to be. The women of this federation are not about to lay on their backs for you to spread your seed with, or cream their-selves at your wayward approach. You may have at one time been quite the Casanova back in your hay day before your terrible injury but now...You are an after thought in many minds through out the SCW. And with you like it or not Memphis, we will face again some time down the road. I don’t plan on backing down or backing out of the federation because you so happen to be able to blow fire out your nose...Figuratively of course, though if you could do that...Man that would be one hell of a trick. Cloudiee mused with a cheesy grin set firmly upon his face in thought. Casually though, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a pair of keys before selecting the right one. With a bit of a shrug he leans against his own car and looks over at camera once more. Cloudiee: I am getting off track here. And we can’t have that. That would truly at the point be wasting time. And I personally attempt to enjoy every moment that I got. And in the darkness when things seem bad. I try and think of a better day and better times. Because in truth...Letting something or someone get to you is the truth waste of time. But surpassing it, is the true challenge. Not giving up or losing hope even when others would wish otherwise. And if I listened to your serpent tongue Memphis, I have no need to even step in the ring. So I am I not going to listen and I will prove you wrong about the Young Lion. True enough, I look scrawny next to you without a doubt. But I have more conviction and more heart then you ever will. And until you hit rock bottom, you will never know what it likes to really be on top of the world. Sounds half ass backwards doesn’t it? But think of it...To be at the bottom and work your way to the top..Then you know what it is like. How glorious it can be. But to believe you are already there before you achieve it. Sets you up for automatic failure. Sure you might get a title, but your reign would not last. And then you only have yourself to blame, no one else on that one. But that is ok, continue to think I am some easy pawn you can manipulate. That I am some push over that you can easily win against. Continue with your brash comments and ignorant fortune telling lies. Continue with the bullshit and see where it will get you. I mean I may be a CW reject as you call it. I may even lose this match, but it won’t stop me from giving my all. And in the ring you will see that appearances can be deceiving. That great things can come in small packages not whom has the bigger dick. Cloudiee commented as he glances towards another happy patron exiting the pallor heading towards their own vehicle. Cloudiee: One thing I have to say is that you are rather confident about yourself. That is good. But it must be balanced, being overly confident is just as much of an ignorant trait as it is a blessing. So I do apologize about not being your dream opponent. I mean you made it quite clear in your obsession of ASP and Miller...You kept bringing them up. So I guess you are right. I won’t exactly understand where you are coming from. I am not the dark and brooding type. I don’t get my jollies in degrading people and their own worth. I don’t seek enjoyment of being a school yard bully unlike you. Nor will I allow your insignificant words to bother me. So come on and show us all whom Memphis Cade really is. Show us and make us remember what a neanderthal you really are. Come on and show us the almighty Cade and why we should fear you. Because right now I think of you as nothing more then a sad over weight man throwing a fit because he was forgotten and didn’t get the welcome back party he was hoping for. You claim you can half ass it against me and not break a sweat...That’s great. But it won’t stop me from trying, just like it won’t stop anyone else from trying. You see Memphis, we do give the fans something to look at and a reason to keep coming back. What else can you possibly offer that hasn’t already been done ten times over...A hundred times over in fact. There is no way you can be unique, but there is a way to put your own spin to what is already there. And what do you know something else...? This whole time I haven’t once brought up oreos. Yet you continued to throw it in my face. Can’t help but love something I enjoy. And as a gesture of good faith and welcome back into the fold. I will have a case of them delivered to your locker room just in time for the show. Though Gyna is off the menu. She and I may not be together right now, and you are right she was the high light of my life, but she would never go for a man like you. She has taste, style, and class...All things you lack there of. Maybe she can teach you a lesson or two whom knows. But let’s face it Memphis...You and I are going to have one hell of a go. So let the two of us make the best of this. I wish you luck in the long run, and hope that your injury does not cost you. For now though, it is my lunch time and I have only got a few more minutes before I am do back inside. Now if you won’t mind...Take care and see you around. Cloudiee concludes as he turns to get into his car, with the scene fading out on him retrieving his vegan lunch. [align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Development~*~ Off Camera Denny’s Restaurant - 2:30am[/align] With bags under his eyes, Cloudiee stumbles in the front doors of Denny’s restaurant. He had made an agreement, and was a man of his word...Or so he would like to believe, and had agreed to meet with Liz after work here. Of course once he walked in, he got a few crazed looks but the waitresses didn’t seem to mind. In fact they smiled and wave, as he did in kind. Idly he glances around and spots Liz towards the back. Casually he heads over to join her sliding into the booth across from her as she idly stirs her cooling coffee. Slouching down, he simply stars at her while stifling a yawn of his own before having a glass of water placed in front of him by a passing waitress. Thanking her, Cloudiee sits up and grasps a hold of the glass before taking a drink. Once he had sated his parched mouth, Cloudiee sets the glass down and sits back in his seat. Liz: I am glad you made it. Cloudiee: I told you I would, but what is so important? Because I honestly don’t feel comfortable being with you. No offens... Liz: None taken..I understand.. Liz interrupted as she brought her coffee cup up to her lips and took a sip. Drinking some of the contents down, she casually puts the cup back down. Liz: But cutting to the chase. I was sent by an old rival of yours to cause you and Gyna problems. Though admittingly I would love to have a real chance with you, but I can see how much it is eating you up. That is... Cloudiee: What do you mean you were sent? Liz: That is what I am getting to.. Liz began as she sat forward in her seat and looked at him while spinning the cup before her. Chewing her lower lip, she contemplates her next course of action. With a sigh, she looks up at him and sees a hint of anger in his eyes right along with disbelief. Cloudiee: Well? Liz: Do you remember a woman by the name of Salia? Liz inquired, as instantly Cloudiee’s face drained of all color. She sighs and nods as she brings up the cup to her lips once more and takes another drink. Casually she sets the cup back down and looks over to him once more watching him rather closely. Liz: Well she knows where you are at and is wanting to come and see you. Cloudiee: She does...She is? But how...Why? Cloudiee asked nervously as his look of anger turned to one of concern and worry. Of remembrance. Liz: You shouldn’t concern yourself with her Cloudiee...Really, your past with her is over. Cloudiee: She isn’t the responsible one is she? All Liz could do was shake her head in confirmation. Sighing in relief, Cloudiee takes another drink of water as a waitress comes over to take his order. He suddenly was not hungry and shakes his head. The waitress nods and walks off to take care of another patron’s table. Cloudiee: Then whom is? Liz: Sami Cloudiee sat back as let all the air in his lungs out at once as if he had been punched in the gut. Liz: Sami and I have been friends for a while. And when he found out about Salia’s intentions he asked me to go a head and stir up trouble. That is why I am here. Liz began to explain, but as she attempted to reach out to him he pulled back as if she had burnt him. Sneering he shakes his head and begins to slide out of the booth. Alarmed, Liz slides out first to stop him as he gets up. Liz: Please...Wait. Listen to me. Cloudiee: I have heard enough...Leave me be. Liz: Sami won’t stop. He still holds a grudge against you. Cloudiee: He needs he is help and so do you Liz...You both do... Cloudiee retorted before shrugging her off to leave. Liz sighed and shook her head watching him go. Liz: Sami doesn’t want you to be happy Cloudiee..Remember that and explain it to Gyna. You both deserve to be hap...py... Her words seem to fall upon deaf ears as the front door to Denny’s swings closed behind Cloudiee as he leaves. |
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| zeCloudiee | Apr 10 2012, 08:30 AM Post #4 |
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[align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Development~*~ Off Camera Pete and Amy’s Apartment[/align] The sun had not fully risen when the darkness from with in receives a knock at the door. And before the darkness can fall into silence, there is another irritating knock. Male Voice: Damn it all to hell....I am coming...Jesus f**king chr... The rest goes inaudible to hear, as the source grumbles in distress. The sound of shuffling fit, and a sickening thumb is heard followed closely by another slur of colorful words before the turning of locks over powers the mumbling words. Instantly the dull yellow lamp light from outside floods in exposing a half dressed man in a pair of Christmas wreath boxers. Holding up a light to shield himself and give himself a chance adjust to the lighting outside. Man: Cloudiee? What the hell man? Everything ok? Cloudiee did not answer, but the wild man could be seen just barely shaking from side to side. The man stepped back allowing clearly what looked to be a heavily distraught Cloudiee in through the door. The two disappear into darkness only to come back into view after the man in his Christmas boxers flips a switch causing a lamp in the corner to illuminate with a soft glow. Cloudiee swallowed hard as his eyes panned around the rather small living space of the front room. Quietly he walks over to his friend’s plaid couch and sits down before rocking himself nervously upon the edge of the seat. Man: Hang tight buddy...Let me grab some pants. Cloudiee: All right Pete....Tell Amy I am sorry if I woke her.... Pete: No worries man... The half naked man inquired, before disappearing down a short hallway. Cloudiee seems to loose himself in thought as he stares blankly at the floor before him while he continues to rock. In the distance, you can hear the soft conversation before Pete returns with sleeping pants, right along Amy adorned in an oversized t-shirt. Both look like they have bags under their eyes and had been up the night before. Cloudiee glanced up and winced. He hadn’t meant to disturb their sleep, but he just didn’t feel comfortable being alone right now..Especially knowing what was coming. Because how would Liz know of his history in Finland? How would she know of their names? None of it made sense, but he didn’t want it happening all over again regardless. And if they knew of Gyna she was too a target, and he had to get to her before Sami did. The man was vindictive and merciless. The clearly startled Cloudiee watches the two enter the room, Amy heads into the kitchen to get Cloudiee and everyone something to drink as Pete walks over and sits down in front of Cloudiee on the floor trying hard as he can to keep his eyes open as he looks to his frightened friend. It isn’t long before Amy brings Cloudiee a ginger ale, and hands a mountain dew to Pete. Sitting next to him, she sets her drink and turns to rub his back comfortingly. Amy: Cloud man, what has you so rattled? Pete: Yeah man, you usually don’t come pounding on our door this late or every at all. Cloudiee: Sorry bout that... Cloudiee sighed bouncing his need a bit in agitation. Amy looks worryingly over at Pete whom nods. Pete: Man you gotta talk to us, you are acting like you have had too much of something. His nervous eyes dart over towards Pete and twitch a bit before glancing over at Amy. Nodding he let out a long sigh while rubbing the tops of his legs with the palms of his hands. Cloudiee: You remember how I told you some of what my past was about and all..? Cloudiee inquired while reaching up to rub the back of his head to go back to bouncing his leg nervously again. Amy: You mean of your home country? Cloudiee: Yeah... Pete: What of it? You left and came to the states for something better. Cloudiee: Eh... Amy: What are you trying to say Cloudiee? Cloudiee: Well...Umm..That is true. I could have picked anywhere in the world except Finland... Cloudiee nervously began as he looked sheepishly away from Amy and back to Pete. Cloudiee: And it is not really by choice that I left Finland... Pete: Then why did you go? Cloudiee: Because I was exiled from the country..I was kicked out... Upon hearing his devastating words, Amy drops her drink. Amy: Shit... Amy quickly snatched up her drink and leapt of the couch to go get something to clean up the spill. Pete and Cloudiee both watched her go and then come back with a hand towel in tow. Tossing it down, she uses her dainty toes to sop it up before sitting back down. Taking a sip, she looks over once more to Cloudiee allowing him the room he needed to speak. Cloudiee: I am not allowed to ever return to Finland or I will be imprisoned. Pete: What the hell did you do? Steal something or something? Cloudiee merely shook his head as he took another swig of his ginger ale. Cloudiee: Me and my friends Sami and Salia were extremists in animal rights. We had been plotting against Finland’s biggest zoo of all time. We felt for the animals and the poor living conditions. Their habitats are far too small, and they are not well maintained. Either way, we had it all planned. We all had our parts. One night we waited till the zoo closed. We even had a time and path of the security guard that kept watch. I mean down to the T. And since the Finland’s government would not do anything even when we stirred up enough support to showcase it, we felt we needed to take it up a notch. So one night, we waited till it was late...And then once the coast was clear, all three of snuck in. We began releasing every animal we could as Salia stood guard as our look out. What was shocking about it as they began to roam free was that the police had arrived just moments later... Pete: Dude...What the hell..? Amy: What happened? Cloudiee: Sami and Salia took off one way and I fled in another direction. It didn’t take them long to take me down. But what I later found out was that Sami for the sake of him and Salia confessed to accessory and said that I was behind it all. And since there was major damage down and it took officials to wrangle the animals back into the zoo...They saw it as an act of treason and since I didn’t deny it.... Amy: You mean you took full blame? Cloudiee nodded as he sighed once more. Cloudiee: Yea...So as punishment, I was told I had to leave. Salia attempted to speak up, but Sami didn’t want her too. Pete: What the hell man?! They were suppose to be your friends. Cloudiee: Because I slept with Salia... Amy: So...If she was.. Cloudiee: Salia is Sami’s girlfriend. Cloudiee cut Amy off before she could finish, causing both her and Pete to have their jaws drop in utter shock and disbelief. Cloudiee: He called the cops and had me busted for everything as an attempt to get back at me. Now he knows where I am, and so does Salia. And he knows about Gyna apparently and sent someone to cause us problems, and when he finds out that worked but that I found out...He will do something more. And honestly I am tired of that jerk trying to ruin my life. I let it go, but he doesn’t seem able to. Amy: Wait...Wait...Wait...Are you telling me that he knows where you are and about Gyna? Cloudiee nodded, as before chewing upon his lower lip. He suddenly winces, as Amy punches him in the arm. Reaching up, Cloudiee looks over at her while rubbing his own arm. Cloudiee: What was that for? Amy: For being stupid. I mean come on. You need to find her and warn her. And apologize and tell her the truth of what is going on. She has a right to know if that son of a b*t*h wants anything to do with her. Cloudiee: But I don’t know where Gyna is. Pete: Have you tried calling her or texting? All Cloudiee could do again was shake his head and hang it in shame. Amy: God...Men, why are you so damn stupid?! Call her already. Ask her that it is important you talk. Pour your heart out to her. Cloudiee: And what if that don’t work? Amy: Then it is her choice, but at least she will know and be on the look out. Cloudiee: Ok...Ok...I will try here. But I think she is sleeping now. Amy: Don’t wait too much longer, ya don’t know where he is or what he has planned next. Pete: She has a point my man... Cloudiee: You have a point.... Cloudiee replied as he chugged the rest of his ginger ale and got to his feet. With a sigh, he carefully and quietly tossed his can out in the trash in the kitchen. He then turns towards his friends and shoves his hands into his pockets and looks completely worn out. Cloudiee: I just want to move on with my life. I am tired of that coming back to haunt me. If anything happens to Gyna, I dunno what I would do. Amy: Then go get her. Cloudiee nods and begins heading towards the front door, before pausing to look back at his friends. Cloudiee: Thanks guys... Pete: Hey man, just let us know how it goes ok? Cloudiee merely nodded and headed out, allowing his friends whom he knew he could trust to settle back down for the night...Or in this case, the day. [align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Production~*~ On Camera Cloudiee’s Apartment[/align] The clear blue skies, and warm morning sun would make for the beautiful start of a great day. Many possibilities, and many opportunities just around the bend of life as those just starting prepare for what’s to come. And as they leave for their steady nine to five jobs while others retire for a bit of shut eye. Cloudiee...A former Commonwealth competitor and now rising star of the SCW, is sitting on his couch staring at his phone expecting it to ring. The dark circles under his eyes are evident of his lack of sleep. Are a sign of his current distress. Yet he refuses to give in, when he believes in something so heartedly. He feels compelled to see it through. Yet as the camera pans around his still relatively clean apartment, to refocus back on him...We can see he has not even changed his clothes yet. His wild renowned mane of hair even seems to have lost it’s spunk. His sunken eyes glance towards camera and quickly he attempts to put up a front and offers a warm smile with a slight wave. Cloudiee: Seems this cat has got someone’s tongue so to speak. Ya know loss for words and all or something to that effect. Otherwise, why hasn’t the almighty Memphis Cade struck back with his vast knowledge and astounding intellect? Where are his words of humble wisdom? Clearly no where to be found, or he has said his piece and deemed the reason of us any bit worthy of repeat. Sorry to break it to you Memphis but you stalling tactics and brash words are not quite getting the desired effect or affect..Which ever works in this case that you were looking for. I am still here... Cloudiee glances down at his shoes and then back up at the camera once more. Cloudiee: I am not quaking in my boots with fear. So now what? What is your next course of action? Continue to belittle and berate my sexuality? Do you do that because you personally are conflicted with your own sexuality? Sure you will play off with how much tale you get in one night, but that will only prove your are over compensating and probably still a sick disturbed virgin that likes and enjoys telling tall tales. Cloudiee inquired curiously with a mockingly sincere look before rolling his eyes and shaking his head. Cloudiee: That was out of character of me to say. Probably lack of sleep, but regardless it makes ya think. My apologizes pretty boy, didn’t mean to offend to much. But when someone has been running on fumes like I have, it can make one cranky. Which brings me to my point really. That given any circumstance, can determine an outcome. People have they good days and their bad. You can be on the top of the world and the next at the bottom with us despicable bottom feeders. And it comes full circle again where you have to fight and reprove that you have what it takes to do it all over again in a heart beat. So go a head and continue to break down the accomplishments of others. Continue to chip away at our self esteem. But you are the one whom is wasting his time, not me. Not a woman like Christy Matthews, or a guy like Thirteen. It is you..You Memphis Cade that is so miserable you need to make others feel like crap so you don’t feel so alone. So I guess I have figured you out after all. But the sad thing is, that you don’t see it that way. You think you will single handled reshape the SCW to your image. Where those involved in any position are not safe from your wraith. What the heck are you smoking? And people have the nerve to question my choices?! Look at you. Really, Memphis take a look at yourself. You want to sit there and compare statistics of the SCW, and saying how poor it is. Yet you are swapping out your name for the SCW. Your statistics are the ones that are dropping. That are failing to keep the fan base, all because of your sour attitude and lack of performance. Because you weren’t around to actually do your job. The SCW is not the one failing...You are. But now is the time to turn it all around and rise. And you along with everyone else. And yes that includes me...Are all rising stars until we have reached that top spot light. Unbelievable concept? Maybe to you, but it isn’t to the rest of us. And believe me this lion does put up one heck of a challenge. That is one thing I hope to cater to, or fulfill for you depending on what you look at. Then again, if it is what I think it is.... Cloudiee paused on that to think a moment and shutters. Shaking his head. Cloudiee: Nope...Not going there, but I think you get the idea I was intending. And you and every other knuckle dragger out there that thinks like you do. And believes he or she can take this federation by storm has another thing coming. You have to go through people like me and other talented people that stand in your way. And we won’t go down without a fight. And yes I do believe in that firmly. Which brings me to another point. You claim to be an original. Maybe not in those words but you understand again, how everyone should be like you. What about those that think like you do. I mean exactly like you do. You said that people believe in some of the stupidest stuff. Does that make you stupid as well? You see how you automatically set yourself up Memphis? Not only for open bashing, but failure? You make yourself an easy target, but I think that is your ploy all along. I think that is why you do what you do. To lure people in. Or is that your ungodly charisma at work? Ooo, a tough one. Ok again, that is me being testy due to a lack of sleep but when you have what I do on your mind, one couldn’t possibly sleep. There is no way in hell you could...But then again I am not you, nor do I wish to be. I mean you don’t even respect vows of marriage or commitment and lord knows what else. So what makes me think you would follow the rules even in the ring to win. I know that would be foolish of me to do. Cloudiee began as he crinkled up his nose and stuck out his tongue. Cloudiee: You admit to being a cheater with the ladies. So once a cheater always a cheater including in the ring. And no I am not ruffling anyone’s feathers..Not even my own into believing that I could win. I am simply preparing for what is to come. For what is possible. And though you don’t think the championships hold any value, I do. And the only reason you think along those lines is because you aren’t currently a champion. Though I think it is funny. You did say you would turn all that around too. Make them worth something. Would love to see the women’s title around your oh so petite waste. Who would be the trannie then Memphis? Now if you excuse me, I need to get a hold of Gyna regarding something important. Good luck Memphis. The scene fades out on Cloudiee, as he reaches forward to pick up his cell and begins to dial. [align=center]~*~A Cloudiee Development~*~ Off Camera Cloudiee’s Apartment Balcony[/align] With the phone to his ear, Cloudiee nervously paces along his balcony. His mind a flutter with a million different thoughts. His past riding him like lightening in a storm. Just when you think things have cleared and calmed down. Just when you think you can live your life again once more...BAM! It strikes reminding you painfully of everything that happened. Grumbling he hangs up, and begins to chew upon his painted thumb nail, while hugging himself with his other arm. Why wasn’t she answering.... Sighing, he attempts to text her stopping in mid stride once more. His thumbs fly over the tiny key board, before he finally hits send. Clutching a hold of the phone as if it were a life line, Cloudiee begins his pacing once more when suddenly his phone starts to ring. Practically leaping out of his skin, Cloudiee fumbles with his phone to answer. Cloudiee: Hello? Female Voice: Cloudiee...You called and texted? What’s up? Cloudiee: Oh thank god you got back to me Gyna. Cloudiee excitedly sighed in relief upon hearing her beautiful voice. Gyna: What is going on? Is Joshi ok? Are you ok? Cloudiee: No I am not ok....Joshi is though, thanks for asking...But I don’t wanna discuss this on the phone. Can we please meet? Gyna: I guess so...You know where the Hilton is with in the financial district of San Fran? Cloudiee began to nod, but then mentally slapped himself realizing she couldn’t see his nod. Cloudiee: Yeah.. Gyna: Meet me there in an hour....I am just getting up. Cloudiee: All right...And thanks. This is really important. Gyna: Sure thing...And bring coffee... Cloudiee: Will do babe...Er..I mean Gyna. Gyna: It is ok Cloudiee. Relax hon... Cloudiee: All right...See you soon. Gyna: All right...Bye. Cloudiee quickly hung up and began to look wondering what he should do. It wasn’t until he noticed his own shadow that he realized how depressing he must look like. It was at the moment it dawned on him. He needed to shower and freshen up before he meet up with the love of his life. |
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| zeCloudiee | Apr 10 2012, 03:27 PM Post #5 |
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OOC: ON medication for my bad head cold/sinus infection. I apologize for getting over zealous with my rping. I just liked how it was going and wanted to share.:) That and I am use to the 2 rp limit. Again my apologies to everyone. |
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