Mickey Showery vs. Jesse Brees/Roland Deschain/War

Gauntlet match for the XDF Championship with the loser not allowed to have an XDF Hardcore title match as long as the winner is champion.
RP Limit: 3
Match Writer: Roland Deschain

"Just when I think I'm out..."
mentioned: Brees/Deshcain/War

- The snow falls heavily over the streets out South Boston measuring in some places well over 2 feet. The camera pans over the street which is remotely cleared by the tires of driving cars pressing the snow down into a soupy gray mess. The camera slowly comes to rest on the front gates of the Boston county jail, in front of the that jail is a gray pick-up that sits idling collecting snow. -

- The camera zooms in on the truck fading to the interior to reveal Mickey Showery. Showery, in the drivers seat, wears a simple pair of jeans and a tan long sleeved thermal shirt. Chugging down the last of a can of beer he tosses it up on the dashboard to join the others collecting himself a fresh can from the floor board. -

radioDJ: "And its COOOOLLLDDDDD out there Boston! Hot 95's weather update, SNOW SNOW AND MORE SNOW! So if your in, bundle up, and if you're driving, you better have that insurance paid off."

- "You're no fucking kidding." Mickey says taking a cheese steak sandwich off his lap and taking a bit out of it, "Where is this fucking guy?" he says rolling down the window some to see out of it. Mickey takes a bite out of the sandwich, washing it down with more of the beer as we see the large gates of the Prison slowly open. Mickey puts the beer down and places the sandwich up on the dashboard brushing his hands together.-

- The scene switches to outside the truck where Mickey hopes out into a foot of snow. He reaches into the truck grabbing a heavy fur coat throwing it on. As the gates open a large overweight man walks from within the prison escorted by a guard. Mickey walks around the truck leaning on the other side facing the overweight man walking towards him. -

mickeySHOWERY: "So they finally let you out, huh, you ginny bastard?"

- Mickey walks toward the man giving him a hug allowing the scene to freeze for a moment. -

mickeySHOWERY: (voice-over) "Tony 'Bag-a-donuts' Manzo. Local Proprietor and Philanthropist. Me and him knew each other since we was kids, normally Ginny's and Micks go together about a good as oil and vinger .. but he was always a good guy, shit, the guy is one of my best friends."

- The scene continues with Mickey and Tony still hugging each other. "Hey, what the mouth .. I'll throw you a beatin' and walk right back in there." Tony says with a light hearted laugh. Mickey laughs patting Tony on the back walking to the truck. -

mickeySHOWERY: "I missed ya Donuts, what the hell happened?"

tonyMANZO: "Ah, these fuckin' cops ... you get a couple dollars in your pocket and they wanna slap you with Rico (Act). Lets go get something to eat, I'm starving."

- The scene fades to black for a moment opening back up in a small Italian restaurant. Mickey is seated a cross from Tony eating a dish of Penne and Vodka but Tony, on the other hand, seems to have ordered half the menu. Spaghetti, Clams on the Half-shell, Lobster tails, two big baskets of bread, and a full Family Sized order of Antipasto. Mickey looks on in a bit of awe as Tony eats his fill, they both appear to be in mid-conversation. -

tonyMANZO: "I tell ya, I was wasting away in there. They'd give ya' a small thing for breakfast/lunch and then like some meatloaf or something. At night I'd play spades with the Homeboys for peanut butter and Jelly packets .. PBnJ's got me through the night."

- Tony looks up to Mickey pointing to him with a Lobster tail. -

tonyMANZO: "You know that's why all this stupids become Muslims in prison .. the food."

mickeySHOWERY: (laughs) "Is that right?"

tonyMANZO: "Yeah, who the fuck would want to walk around in a dress and have to pray 20 times a day if there wasn't something in on it for them. HA-LA-LA-LA-LA-LA! and all that shit, its the food. You tell the Bulls (prison guards) in there that you Found Allah or whatever and then they gotta give you special dinners .. Fish and Fresh Vegetables and all that."

- Tony looks back down to the plate shoveling more of the food into his mouth, "They don't give a shit about Allah, they is just tired of Meatloaf, ya understand? They go in there 'Steve Smith' and come out 'Mohammad Allah Ackbar' ...". Mickey couldn't help but laugh to himself, Manzo was always a little off the cuff and a bit off color with his commentary on life. -

mickeySHOWERY: "So what did you do? 6-months?"

tonyMANZO: "Yeah, it wasn't so bad, Earl Bones was in there, Benny Dominos, Chrissy Cyclops, Spaghetti."

mickeySHOWERY: "Spaghetti?"

tonyMANZO: "Yeah, Gino Spagnola? Remeber, italian guy from the neighbor hood, went out to Texas or some shit for college and came back playing country music and wearing cowboy hats thinkin he was John Wayne .. Spaghetti Western."

mickeySHOWERY: "Oh yeah, that's right."

tonyMANZO: "Yeah, he had some Gomaar (girlfriend) out in Cambridge, Chinese broad.. anyway, some fella down around Providence was slippin' her the baguette and Spaghetti found out about it. He drove down there and strapped that son of a bitch to the back of that big truck he used to drive and dragged his as back up the Mass Turnpike."

mickeySHOWERY: "Wow, don't mess with Texas."

tonyMANZO: "Fuckin' A. It was like a regular family reunion in there."

- Tony leans back in the chair placing his hands on his belly pulling off the napkin he was using as a bib. "Shit, that was good." Tony says letting out a burp, "I'm stuffed". A young waitress walks past the table as Tony grabs her by the arm pulling her over to the table. -

tonyMANZO: "Hey sweetheart, wanna wrap this up for me?"

youngWAITRESS: "Sure sir."

tonyMANZO: "I'll heat it up tomorrow morning, we can have it for Breakfast.."

- Tony gives the waitress a wink but she simply rolls her eyes and collects the dishes off the table. As she walks away Tony leans over the table staring at her ass. "Madone..." he says looking back to Mickey. -

tonyMANZO: "I haven't seen an ass like that in a while .. not counting that Peurto Rican Drag Queen in Cell block 11."

mickeySHOWERY: (laughs) "Jesus Donuts, and you wonder why I am your only friend."

- Tony pushes off the table, "Lets get outta here. I know a couple girls downtown-- I'm buying." he says as Mickey shakes his head standing up. -

mickeySHOWERY: "That's all you Donuts, I got this girl I am trying to be serious with?"

tonyMANZO: "Who, that Battona from the wrestling?"

mickeySHOWERY: "Whoa!"

tonyMANZO: "When you was mixed up with her she was trying to fuck you over, you and I both know that. What's changed now? The hillbilly's in the can loved wrestling and would put it on all the time on the community TV so like I got eyes, I see whats going on over there."

mickeySHOWERY: "Yeah well, its not like that .. at least not any more."

tonyMANZO: "Personally Mick, this wrestling shit is no way to live. You're big enough, take your money and bail out. Give it to me, I'll put it on the street and you can retire off the collections."

mickeySHOWERY: "I'm not interested in becoming Vito Corleone, Donuts"

tonyMANZO: "Fine, leave your money in the banks .. then when some suit loses all of it Obama will hand him a "Bail Out" and you'll be sitting here with your pockets inside out."

mickeySHOWERY: "I'm not talking about this now.."

- The two get up from the table as the waitress comes back with Tony's food. They both hand her the money for the bill and start making their way to the door. -

tonyMANZO: "So when you get a drivers license, anyways?"

mickeySHOWERY: "I still don't have one."

- Tony stops walking turning to Mickey with a look as the scene slowly fades to black. Opening up a few moments later, the snow still falls on the street as Mickey's Truck sits parked outside of a Project building in Southie. The camera pulls in on the car slowly fading to its interior. Mickey is seated in the passengers seat, alone, drinking down another couple beers. He looks into the camera and begins to speak. -


mickeySHOWERY: "Looks like Mickey Showery's got quite a full plate in front of him .. well really, 3 plates, and if we are speaking talent wise its more like three side dishes. It seems like week in and week out Mickey Showery has been pitted up against War but now there are some new tastes to sample and I am very pleased to try them out."

- Mickey leans back into the seat putting his foot up on the dashboard as her takes another drink of the beer. -

"First we got, Jesse Brees .. a person I may or may not have fought in the past. One way or another it was so inconsequential that I don't remember it. Jesse, you're pretty much a warm up match and I am not all that worried about you. Sure, I'll toy around, maybe stretch the match out to give the fans a good show, but we all know who's hand is going to be raised at the end of our little contest .. so unless I hear anything otherwise, I am going to save my breath on you for the time being."

"Roland Deschain, I have to be honest, I wasn't even aware you were a wrestler. I had just assumed you were some suit and tie that walked around the XDF building making sure all the coffee makers were refreshed after 15 minutes. Hell, that may even be your job for all I know, you're really not one of the wrestlers who makes waves in this federation so win or lose you'll get a card bump just for getting into the ring with Mickey Showery.

- Mickey takes another drink of the beer finishing it and tossing it with, now large, collection of empties that is piled on the dashboard. -

"And lastly, Mr. War. Well we have had quite a number of back and forths between each other. I take you're belt, you take mine. I beat you up, you find friends to help beat me. Really War, you are just some bum that happened across a belt one afternoon .. you're not a champion. You don't have the charisma, the talent, or the energy to be a champion, and be it Mickey Showery or another, that belt won't stay on your waist for very long. Frankly, you just don't deserve it.."

- Mickey is interrupted by the sounds of gunfire coming from the project build. Quickly Mickey dumps down low into the seat of the car trying to peek out the window to see what is going on. We see Tony Manzo running through the snow in his boxer shorts holding his pants in one hand and a gun int he other. Standing at the entrance to the building we see a man firing wildly in Tony's direction. "Start the car, Start the Car!!" Tony yells in the direction of Mickey seated in the truck. -

- Mickey quickly slides over into the driver's seat starting the truck. The back right window busts on the car as a bullet passes through it. "Shit, Tony move your fat ass!" Mickey calls out through the broken window. Tony opens the door throwing his pants into the back of the truck and jumping in. Mickey slams on the gas as the truck starts to fishtail in the snow. Tony leans out the window shooting back at the the man who is trying to chase after them. The quickly round a corner driving down a couple blocks. -

mickeySHOWERY: "Fuck Donuts! What the hell?"

tonyMANZO: "Eh, I was in there taking care of business and then this dude comes walking in saying he's her pimp and I owe this mother fucker 300 Dollars."

mickeySHOWERY: "Yeah and?"

- Tony smiles leaning into the back seat grabbing his pants, "So I popped him in his mouth and stole his chain" Tony says taking a big platinum necklace out of the pocket of his pants, "I figure I can get a couple hundred bucks for it." -

mickeySHOWERY: "Does it spin?"

- Tony rolls his eyes shrugging as he takes the chair tossing it onto the dashboard. Taking his pants, he uses them to brush his fingerprints off the gun. -

mickeySHOWERY: "How did you get a gun?"

tonyMANZO: "Her room-mate had it sitting next to a pile of coke."

mickeySHOWERY: "Not even, a day out of prison Donuts..."

- Mickey looks over to him, "So when you get a gun license, anyways?" Mickey says with a smile. "Well I don't.." Tony begins saying before he catches onto the joke, "Just drive the car asshole." The scene fades to an outside view of the truck driving down the road, we see the gun tossed out the window of the truck and over the side of a bridge as they pass over it. The scene fades to black.-

+Everything is black there is not even a hint of light. Then a flash of red everywhere and screams can be heard in the distance. The sound of a heavy metal door opening can be heard as light now fills the room. Chain link fence can be seen everywhere, the rooms seems to be an old metal shop. In the distance cell block E can bee seen faded on the concrete wall behind the chain link. A thin framed man walks into the light wearing a black robe with red trim. The man walks to the middle of the room and stops+

Let go, let me in I will give you greatness, your feelings and a fear is the prison holding you back. Lets your self fall into the darkness and I will be the light that sets you free and carries you to greatness.

+The man turns and walks away, the camera moves in to the chain link fence viewing through one of the openings. The man walks to a metal cell door opens it and more screams can be heard and the camera fades to behind the man as he walks down what looks to be an abandoned cell block++

Your imprisoned in your own mind like everyone else in the world. You need to let go and see what you truly are what we all are. You’re an animal and just like all the animals in the world there are predators and pray. Real predators show now hesitation in their attack, no weakness. You think you a predator and you live a lie, come to me my child and I will turn you into what you seek to be.

+The man walks into the last cell on the right and turns into it his hood still covering his face. The camera fallows him around the corner but he is gone. The cell is dimly lit by a very small old tv with snow on the screen. The growl of the lack of signal drowns out the screams in the distance. You can not see anything in the cell but something is swinging in front of the TV making it somewhat of a strobe light. The camera moves in close to the object in front of the television. The camera goes to the ground and looks up at the object and then lightening can be see out the small barred window. It lights up the whole cell and War can be seen swaying back and forth by his neck. Crash! Its dark again and then a light is flicked on. War can be seen on a bed shirtless laying next to a women. His chest has stitches and butterfly bandages running across it. He sits up covered in sweat. A broken Jack Daniels bottle lays on the floor shattered. War is breathing heavy and looking around frantically, he pushes his hair out of his face and puts it back into a ponytail. He turns to get out of the bed, he steps down out of the bed. The camera cuts to the ground and you see War step onto the broken glass, blood spills out of his foot.

War: MOTHER FUCKER!

+War sits back down on the bed and looks at his foot. His movement makes the women sleeping next to him shift in the bed. War gets the glass out of his foot and steps off the bed stepping over the glass. He walks to the chair in the corner of the room, he slides on a pair of torn jeans over his boxers. He throws a heavy jacket over his bare chest and slides his feet into his big black boots. He goes to walk out but stops and turns around, with a slight limp he walks back to the side of the bed and grabs the Hardcore Title. He throws it over his shoulder and walks out the door quietly and the camera fades to the lobby of the hotel. War walks out into the California morning, it looks to be very early morning still. War starts to walk down the street. He walks for a little while and the scene quickly changes from Uptown high-rises to small stucco homes and palms trees. War walks not saying a word he passes a house with 4 early twenties males sitting on a truck lowrider in the front yard. +

Young Man: I got what you need ese

+War walks keeping his head down

Young Man: Freaking crack heads get weirder every night

+War still doesn’t speak as he walks off and as he walks he finds him alone in a dark alley. He stops and pulls out his phone. He thumbs down to David’s number he calls it, it rings but David doesn’t answer. War thumbs through his phone again and stops at Stuckey and hits the call button. It rings for awhile before Stuckey picks up+

Stuckey: (half asleep) War what the hell there goin on

War: Stuck man sorry for calling so late I just wanted to know if I could stay there till the PPV

Stuckey: Diss here ya home now boy no worries you stay as long as you need.

+The scene fades out and back outside of the New Orleans junkyard, it’s the next day about dusk. A black Lincoln pulls up and War steps out of the back, he goes to the trunk grabs his bag and belt. He throws it over his shoulder and walks up the front porch of the house. Stuckey is sitting in a rocking chair on the front porch+

Stuckey: Dat there looks damn expensive

War: It should be for what I had to do to get it back

+They both laugh as War sits down in the chair next to Stockey+

Stuckey: I got a new jug of hooch from D'aubigne from down in da swamp.

War: Nah I think I’m laying off the stuff

Stuckey: Warrick I aint neva heard ya turn down dat sauce.

War: Yeah man I don’t know how to say this but I have been hearing stuff and I think drinking might have something to do with it.

Stuckey: Hearing stuff ? Like what?

War: A voice talking to me

Stuckey: Dat der is da sprits trying to talk to ya trying to warn you about something

War: I don’t give a fuck what it is I want it to stop

Stuckey: Nah ya know I be the distant descendent of Marie Laveau the vodoo queen and auntie Bonet still practices it. If anyone can get dem monsters out of ya head she can. I see you got ya belt back there[/color][/b]

War: Yeah I beat Mickey last Monday and got it back, it was hell of a match

+War picks up his shirt and shows the scars from his Love Thy Neighbor

Stuckey: Good god boy and you won? I hate to see the other guy

War: Yeah you know me I don’t go out there to win I go out there to hurt someone

Stuckey: Dats all good now son but don’t let that someone be ya self. I watch Full Throttle this week and I’ll tell ya what dat der was one hellva show. Dat Mademoiselle Angel is she ok?

War: I have no idea David isn’t taken calls

Stuckey: Pure shame, my prays go to dat tiny baby and lovely women. I’m goin to get me some grub you comin?

War: Ill be in there in a second.

+Stuckey gets up and walks in though the screen door and War is sitting by himself with his bag and title belt next to him. War looks at the camera.+

War: Mickey it seems life just keeps repeating its self, I for one am sick of you. You really are starting to bore me, I cant wait until you can never try to take my belt again. I will put you in your place once again and this time it will be for the last time. That’s if you even make it to our match this Sunday. Don’t get me wrong I don’t want Brees or Roly to beat you, I want to be the reason you will never get a chance at the Hardcore Title MY title! You say I don’t have what it takes to be a champion well once again your full of it. I am the longest reigning Hardcore Champion plus the only returning champion.

+War stands up and walks off the porch, walking towards the junkyard. He walks a little while, picks up a rock and smashes a window out of an old Chevy truck. He walks to the truck and sits on the hood of it. He lays the Hardcore title across his lap+

War: I don’t care if I have to kick your ass after you have already lost to Roland or even Brees but somehow I’m going to get my hands on you at Scorned. It seems me and you are starting to develop a real history together but all that will come to an end soon enough. You see this right here

+War points down at the Hardcore Title+

War: This is mine and you will never even get close to see it again. You say I got help beating you but ask your friend Johny Bag O Dicks or what ever his name is. It doesn’t matter how I got it all that matters is that I have it. You say I don’t deserve this belt I say you don’t deserve to breath the same air as me. You a joke you, you need to listen to Bag O Dicks and get out of the wrestling game. Let him take your money and put it into a good uses, turning out all those bean town bean bags. Your time is limited and they only person to blame is your self, your putting your wrestling and acting career in the hands of the same skank that ran this great company into the ground in a matter of months.

+War slides off the truck+

You keep mocking Mickey and getting no where, this is a waits of time. Take him out for good and be done with it. Show the XDF what you truly are, the Alpha predator. Put a end to this waste of time take the man out. No mercy

+War looks around and shakes his head, Stuckey can be seen in the distance on the porch of the house+

Stuckey: WAR dinners ready come and get it!

+Camera fades out+

OCC: LOL at Wars sig.

Characters Used: War, Jesse Brees, Roland Deschain
Characters Mentioned: Lauren Winter, Richard Burns, David Shane, Mickey Showery
(OCC: WARNING! This RP contains adult content and is brought to you by the letter H)



(The camera fades in on a dark room which turns out to be Roland Deschain's office. Roland is seen playing Halo 3 on his flat screen TV as a knock is heard on the door)

Roland: Its open!

(Jesse Brees enters the room with an smirk on his face)

Jesse: Hello Mr. Deschain.

(Roland puts the game on pause as he turns to Jesse)

Roland: Ah, Mr. Brees. Take a seat. What can I do for you?

(Jesse sits down in a chair near Roland and begins to speak)

Jesse: Hey man, I just want to make sure we are on the same page for Scorned.

Roland: What do you mean “on the same page?”

Jesse: We have a match against Showery on Sunday, and.....

Roland: Its a gauntlet match Brees, there will never be a point when we are in the ring together

Jesse: It would still be nice to know that you have my back.

(Roland takes a drink from his Mountain Dew)

Roland: Well, I'm 30 years old and 100 pounds lighter than Mickey Showery, and you're going in before me. I highly doubt War would like it if......

(War enters the room with the Hardcore title around his waist)

War: If War would what?

(Roland and Brees turn to War)

Roland: If me or Brees became champion....

(War laughs while Brees looks at War with a questionable look on his face)

Brees: Why is that funny? Do you not think I could beat Showery?


War: (sarcastically) No. You can beat him. I mean, he's a multiple time champion who has been around from the beginning, and you, you're older than most people around here. Even Roland is younger than you.

(Brees looks at Roland before getting an angry look on his face)

Brees: So whats going to happen if I win?

War: If you win, then I'll just take the title back from you. I beat you once before, I'll beat you again

(The two begin to argue as they get in each others faces)

(Roland Deschain stands up and tries to break up the two)

Roland: (Moving War aside) Come on guys. This is exactly what Winters and Showery want. (to War) They want you out of the picture so they can focus on Shane and trying to get the company back! And Brees, your just in this match to weaken Showery. And if you do win the title, then you'll fight War for the title. But guys (looking at them both), these are only what if questions. (back to War) I'll try to weaken Showery if I get involved, but I highly doubt I'll win.

War: You won't win Roland. No offense, but you're not a wrestler, you're Head of Talent Relations. That's what Shane hired you for.

Roland: True.

War: (to Brees) Look man, I beat you once. And at Scorned, we don't have to worry about fighting one another, because Showery is our target. After Scorned, I will still be the Hardcore champion. You're welcome to face me for the title once Showery is out of the way.

(Brees looks down for a while before looking back at War)

Brees: Fine.

Roland: You see, now that wasn't so hard. Now Brees, I need to talk to War for a minute, so I'll see you around.

Brees: OK. See you at Scorned

(Brees exits the room as War shuts the door behind him)

War: Shane won't be getting involved in the match.

Roland: No, Shane has Allen to worry about. And if Shane gets involved, you will be stripped of the title.

War: I don't need Shane to win.

Roland: You did last week.

(War pauses for a minute)

War: You really think I needed Shane to win?

Roland: Shane's distraction did cost Showery the title.

(War gets angry at Roland)

Roland: Just saying.

War: Well, I got an interview to get to. Do what you can at Scorned.

Roland: I'll do what I can.

(War exits the room as Roland sits down to play the Xbox as the camera fades out on Roland)

(OOC ok here is the deal, this is half of a rp I was working on but because of a hectic week(Woke up twice this week with different flat tires, my gf has kidney stones, and I watched my 2 year old nephew last night) I havent got a chance to finish it so Im posting this and hope I get a chance to finish it before the cut off but if I don’t I will in character development. Good luck to Mickey and Everyone this PPV if the last full throttle was any hint how the PPV is gonna be then its gonna be good. Oh any I haven’t even proof read this not that I am any good at proof reading anyway so sorry if I messed up anyway)

+The only light in a room is coming from a red alarm clock reading 3:35. All of a sudden the door slams open and Stuckey stands in the door way the light from the hallway filling the room from behind him. In the light you can see War sleeping in an old army cot, he has the sheet up around his neck+

Stuckey: Nah you better get dat ass up ya hear Marie wont wait all night

+War shocks awake and rolls out of the cot falling to the floor with a thud. He sits up and wipes his eyes and yawns+

War: What in the hell is going on?

+War looks at the clock+

War: its 3:30 in the damn morning, usually if I’ up now its cause I haven’t gone to sleep yet!

Stuckey: Well you can’t be chasing away demons at noon now can you

War: I guess not

+War stumbles to his feet still asleep, he holds him self up against the wood of the cot and tries to put on his jeans. He then puts on his boots and throws a hoodie on, he turns and fallows Stuckey out of the room. The scene fades to outside of the old farmhouse and Stuckey walks in front of War as they walk down the steps. War walks to the old van we have seen before+

Stuckey: And where ya goin?

War: The van?

Stuckey: The van cant take us were we goin, we gotta walk here on out

War: Walk? The yard is surrounded by fucking swamp

Stuckey: Na Big ol WAR is afraid of a lil ol gator?

War: Gator? Nah come on if I see any damn gators ill make new boots

Stuckey: Now dats what I wanna hear now come on if we make Ms Marie wait to long she will turn us both into swine

War: I’ve already been told I’m a pig many of times

Stuckey: (laughs) well she be changing you into sumtin else den

+The two of them start to walk towards the woods, they walk to them and start to walking through them. Stuckey walks through the brush and lets a thorn bush go which slaps War in the face. +

War: hey that hit me in the damn face

Stuckey: Come on now boy I saw ya take a face dive on barbwire the other day and you gonna cry about a lil ol sticka bush?

War: (laughs) I see how it is… I owe you one now

+The two of them countine to walk though the woods, the ground starts to get soft. The ground makes sloshing sounds under their feet as they walk in the night. They walk in ankle deep water for awhile before they step up on a stone pathway. They walk for a couple yards and then in the distance you see light flickering. They walk into a circle cleared out of the swamp. There are large rocks placed in a circle with a cross made with gravel in the middle of them. There are lit torches every few feet around the circle causing the whole scene to be lit up nicely. In the middle of the circle there is a large rock that is flat on the top. War and Stuckey walk into the circle looking around some what confused, then all of a sudden a alligator comes chasing at War who jumps back. The gator runs at him before a heavy chain around its neck stops it in its tracks. The gator snaps at them and then a large black women wearing a rob steps over the back of the gator who calms down at the women’s touch. She stands over it as it hisses

Marie: Hush now Buford they be here for good

+War looks around+

War: Stuckey what the hell you got me into?

Stuckey: Na you wanted dos voices gone

Marie: Na what brings ya here again

Stuckey: My friend here says he has a demon in his head

Marie: OH such fowl things they are, whats its tell you child

War: Mostly it yells at me

Marie: They can be a fowl beast, now Ms Marie take care of that for you. Take you clothes off

War: Hey wait you didn’t tell me about this Stuckey

Marie: No matter what ya was told u gotta do it if you want ya mind to be ya own again

+War shakes his head as he takes off his t shirt which he tosses out off the rock circle. He does the same with his jeans and boots, he now stands in his boxers+

Marie: Now go lay back on that rock

War: Are you serious?

Marie: HUSH! You keep arguing wit me child and ya be sorry

+War mumbles under his breath as he walks to the rock and lays back on it. Marie disappears in the darkness and then comes back out a couple seconds later no longer wearing the rob. She has writing in black all over her body and wearing a long black tight dress with a long black lace veil covering her face. She grabs one of the torches and walks over to War who is laying on the rock in his boxers. Maria walks around War looking up and down and waving the torch singing a song that cant really be made out. She waves the torch close to Wars body+

War: That freaking hot man!

Marie: C'est sa Couillon!! Fais do do

+She runs the torch back over his body and War’s eyes close and seems to fall asleep. The women daces and chants more as she does. She places the torch down, she reaches down and grabs some of the ash that has fallen. She takes it and starts to write something on War’s chest. She drawls small circles on his chest over his tattoos. Her eyes roll back in her head as she chants, she takes out a pin and pushes it through a piece of flesh oh his chest. She chants some more picks the torch back up and dances some more. War still with his eyes close stands up from the rock as she walks around him. She puts out the torch and blows the smoke in War’s face. Wars eyes open but he doesn’t move, Marie walks into the darkness once again and then comes back with a snake in her hands. The snake shakes his tail making it rattle.+

Stuckey(heard in the background) That’s my sign to leav

+Marie dances with the snack crawling over her body as she does. The rattle of the snakes tail playing a song for her to dance to. She chants and dances as she picks up a brown bottle. She pours a glass of the clear fluid in the glass, she dances one last time before she bites the head off the snake before it flaps around and dies. She spits out the head and holds the bleeding snake over the glass of moonshine. The red blood drops into the glass, the blood drops turn the clear fluid a dark red. She wraps the dead snake around Wars neck and takes a swig of the fluid. She spits it into the air causing a mist and she screams+

Marie: peekôn!

+She pours the rest of the glass into Wars mouth who falls back on the rock and convulses with his head rolling back in his head...



**OOC PS i know i didnt even talk about Mickey yet but this is onlu the 1st half of the rp

…War flops like a fish on the rock as Marie chants some more and then War stands up and says+

War:Ich bin der herr der schmerzen

+The scene goes black and then fades into a bright summer day. You see a very large brick building that reads St Hill Asylum for the mental ill. There is a women in her twenties with long black hair walking with a small baby in her arms. She walks into the building and the camera fades to inside the building. She walks up to a desk in the front of the building with two guards sitting there. She walks up to one+

Women: Hello I’m here to visit someone

Guard: and who is that?

Women: Marcus Warrick

Guard: Ok please hold

+The guard makes a phone call and can be heard telling them to get Marcus ready for a visit. The second guard signals for the women to come over to them. He pats her down and tells her to fallow him. They walk down a long hall. The sound of their steps can be heard echoing in the hallway. They stop at the last door and enter the room. The camera fades to inside the room, there is a man dressed in all white with a long brown beard and hair. He sits there looking uncomfortable in his own skin. He looks up at the women and smiles+

Marcus: Kim baby I’m glad you came here

Kim: Hello Marcus

Marcus: You look so good, I cant wait until I can come back and be with you and…. OH my god is that Aaron? He is so handsome

Kim: Yeah I told you he was the cutest baby in the hospital

Marcus: He looks like his mother… SHUT UP!!

+Marcus’ head twitches and Kim jumps back+

Marcus: I did it again didn’t I?

+Kim nodes+

Marcus: Well Doctor Spears says with electro shock therapy I might get ride of the voice

Kim: That would be good, it is tearing you apart Marcus

Marcus: I know im so sorry to do this to you…. IM NOT A LOSER! NO YOU WILL NOT HAVE HIM!

+Marcus jumps over the table that was between him and Kim and grabs the small baby by his neck. He starts to choke the baby as Kim screams and kick Marcus. The guard that was standing at the door comes running and takes out his nightstick and beats Marcus in the head knocking him off the now crying baby, The guard hits Marcus as he lays on the floor+

Kim: I just wanted to tell you I gave him your last name and to wish you to get better, but you will never see him again now! I hope you riot in hell Marcus.

Marcus: He will be like me a monster, you must not let him make it. Put a end to him now before he destroys you!

+The scene jumps to War being shocked awake laying in the middle of the swamp. He looks around covered in sweat, he stands up and tries to realize where he is. He walks over to his pile of clothes and gets dress. Once he is dressed he takes off running toward the farm house, he reaches the house in no time and knocks on the door. Stuckey answers the door with a smile.+

Stuckey: Glad to see you made it

War: Yeah thanks for leaving me out there I’m lucky to still have all my limbs.

Stuckey: She pulled out that rattler and I had to go. Ya know Ol Stuck doesn’t mess wit dem rattlers. But how do ya feel this morning

War: I had a weird dream about my father last night but other then that I feel great

Stuckey: Your father? I didn’t think you ever meet dat man

War: I haven’t, but I feel like a ton of breaks were lifted off my back Maria wasn’t a joke

Stuckey: That was one helluva show!

War: The last think I remember was Maria doodling on my chest then I woke up this morning but I do feel different. I feel stronger I don’t know if it’s the not drinking or it was her but I feel a lot better. Anyway I gotta get to Los Vegas can you give me a lift to airport?

Stuckey: Of course buddy anything I can do you know that

+The scene fades out and back in, it’s a day later and a cleanly shaven War is in gym shorts and tennis shoes. He is doing pull ups in a upscale gym. The walls are covered in marble and mirrors. He is pulling him self up counting 88 89 90. He drops down and walks to a treadmill. He gets on it and starts to run at full speed. He runs for a couple minutes and then someone gets on the treadmill next to him. They run a couple minutes before War stops and drinks some water. The guy next to him stops and turns to him.

Guy: Hey your War aren’t you?

War: Yeah that me

Guy: Working out huh I thought the heaviest thing you picked up was a 5th of whiskey

War: Nah there is half gallons to. No I’ve been sober for like 6 days now and never feel better

Guy: You look a lot better then you normally do on Tv

War I feel good to hey will you spot me?

Guy: Yeah sure

+The two of them walk over to the weight benches and War puts 200 on the bar and gets down on the bench. He starts to lift it up and down.+

War: 1

Guy: So your wresting Mickey again huh

War: 5... Yeah for the last time thank god

Guy: So you two really don’t like each other do you

War: 7... I hate that Mc bastard. 8... He talks about me being a mid carder and I’m only here cause my friend is the boss. Well he slept his way to the top, and with Winters… I mean the legs are good but once you get up to the dog face I mean damn.

Guy: I don’t know I would do her

War: Well I would do a lot ( laughs) 15.… But I cant wait to get my hands on him again the only thing that makes bring the Hardcore title back home with me better is slapping the taste of O’FAGory’s mouth. 17...

Guy: Yeah but its unfair he has to wrestle two other guys before you

War: Yeah but one is a part time janitor and wrestler and the other is a freaking Office manager. I mean its basically just a warm up.

Guy: Well I cant wait to see it, you two have had some wars.

War: Wars is all that I have, I take everyone to the limit. Lucky after Sunday O danny boy will be out of my hair for good

Take him out of wrestling for good, put him out permanently

+War almost drops the weight bar on his neck but puts it back on the bench as the color in his face disappears like he saw a ghost+

War: What did you say?

Guy: Who me?

War: Yeah you

Guy: Nothing I was trying to think of a way to ask for Ticket to the match

+War gets up and runs into the locker room. He leans on the lockers and slams his head into it denting it.+

War: No this cant be I had it handled!

+War punches the locker+

You think you could get rid with some fake which doctor, futile much like your being. I am in you, I AM YOU for good you will lose control to me just give in

+War slides down the lockers to the ground, he puts his head in-between his knees and puts his hands over his head. He gets up and walks out of the locker room as the camera fallows. He walks into the casino area and at the first waitress he stops her and orders a Jack and coke. He walks behind her and as soon as she gets it for him he chugs it. He orders another and downs it again. The camera fades in and out with the 4 hours later on the bottom of the screen. Now War is at one of those famous Los Vegas buffets, he is standing in line waiting to get to the food. He stumbles backwards and falls on his ass. He gets up and grabs his plate. He puts two things of crab legs and 3 pieces of sausage pizza on his plate. He turns to walks to his seat and one of the things of crablegs fall from his plate. He bends down to pick them up and stumbles head first into the large but of a women. War looks up at a 300 pound red head that he has just violated with his head+

Redhead: Ill give you 3 days to stop doing that sugar

War: IIII m sorry about, what

+War forgets about what he was saying and looks at her in her eyes+

War: You are pretty

Redhead: Ah sugar I could eat you up

War: And I just wight let ya, sexza

+The redhead leans in and kisses War on his lips. Wars cheek poke out and go back in+

War: I just throw up a lil

Redhead: You play ya cards right and that wont be the only fluid that comes out.

War: I fink I wov u

Readhead: I love you to

+War kisses the large women and the camera fades out once and back in once again. This time its in a penthouse sweet with food and liquor bottles every where. War is sleeping next to the barley dressed large women, he rolls over and tries to put his arm around her but cant reach. He sits up out of no where and throws up on the bed. He looks around and then at the large red head and throws up again. He feel his head as he gets up and goes to put his cloths on. He puts his pants on and sees a ring on his hand. He throws up once again and scream GOD NO!. He gets out his phone and runs out the hotel room still in just his jeans+

War: Hey man I screwed up! I married a fatty in Vegas

…

War: Yea at least 300 I mean Huge

…

War: Yeah I know how Mickey feels waking up next to Winters… well atleast my new wife has here mustache lined up.

+War laughs as the camera fades out for one last time+

OOC i hope i got it in...kinda rushed but OH well