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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:04:10 GMT -5
Yo, Concrete, what's up with the meeting thing? I got important stuff to take care of. Is this about my title match? Don't worry, dude, I got it all taken care of...
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:04:37 GMT -5
Semaj pushes through the doorway of the AYUFF lockerroom, his face battered and bruised and left arm wrapped in a sling.
CTG: Semaj, you look like crap. Who did that to you?
SB: L.D. Williams decided that beating me down was in 'is best interest. Unfortunately for 'im whot 'e thought was a good idea is going to turn into 'is worst nightmare, that tosser is going to get the beating of 'is life.
AA: Looks like he gave you the ass-kickin'. If I was you, I don't know if I'd go after him alone.
Semaj spins around and goes face to face with Attitude Adjuster. SB: Well, it's a good thing that you are not me then, isn't it.
AA: Hey, just lookin out for you buddy, just lookin out for you. I want you in tip-top shape for our tag match.
SB: Capps just because Thim and I are in a six-man tag with you does not mean that I like you or trust you. In fact, given the opportunity, I would prefer to never deal with the likes of you ever again. It is simply a matter of circumstance, and a desire for justice to be done, that 'as landed me in the unenviable position of 'aving to actually work with you during a match.
Semaj turns to Concrete. SB: So whot's this meeting about anyway?
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:05:08 GMT -5
((OOC - I'm pushing ahead as though Beast and the Dragons showed up))
Guys, I called you here because I've received a very unusual offer from Moosehead Jack. At best, he's offering a "Truce" where we in the AYUFF don't interfere in Establishment business and vice versa. At worst, I feel like I'd be signing a deal with the devil that is Moosehead Jack. HE's got a point - if we focus on the rest of the company and vie for gold , our paths should only cross when gold is involved. Otherwise, we'll be butting heads while all the "freelancers" grab the gold.
I need opinions here - do we "work" with Moose or not?
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:05:31 GMT -5
SB: Absolutely not. I don't think that we need a truce with the Establishment to succeed 'ere in the OOWF. We are, quite possibly, the best athletes in the lockerroom. Aside from that, the Establishment is but a few members of Moose'ead's gang. Does this truce cover Revolution XX or Adrenaline and Williams? Because I am NOT going to let Williams slide on ambushing me.
Moose'ead and 'is band of thugs are vicious and brutal but I don't believe for an instant that they could take us in a straight forward match. In fact, why don't we settle our differences in a 12-man elimination match, the As-Yet-Unnamed-Face-Faction vs the Establishment and whichever of their associates wants to join in.
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:06:13 GMT -5
You want my opinion? YOU...WANT...MY...OPINION?!?
Concrete, you don't need my opinion. Even if you did, it wouldn't be what you want to hear. Sounds like Jack's got the best of you already. I joined your little group to help you stay out of hospitals, since it was obvious you needed the help. Since then I've got nothing but crap from you guys. Beast won't accept that he's an inferior wrestler to me, the Dragons fighting amongst themselves, Semaj here with his "Well, it's a good thing that you are not me then, isn't it" bravoso. I'm in this room for two reasons: you...and me. It looks like you just crossed the line.
* AA storms to the door and whips it open. He turns back to the group and stares down Semaj.*
Semaj, you aren't me, and that's why you need my help this week at Midweek Mayhem. I have a little score to settle with Williams, but other than that you and that fluffy doctor are on your own.
As for you Concrete, make your own damn decision. If you decide to fight, you know how to find me.
* AA slams the door shut behind him. *
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:06:35 GMT -5
(CTG looks at the closed door)
......
He's right.
(CTG ejects the tape and breaks it over his knee)
Moose - looks like war is on the menu. Hope you're hungry.
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Post by mooseheadjack on May 31, 2008 18:07:03 GMT -5
(Camera cuts to the back, Jack is sitting alone, in the corner of a darkened room. On the dark stone wall next to him, footage of Concrete and Jack's bloodiest matches are being projected)
Concrete, I expected this from you. I should have known, I give you the benefit of the doubt, I stop for a moment and think you just might have a brain in your head, I think for one moment you might actually make the right choice for once in your miserable life. Concrete, take a good look at these matches. Look at the blood, look at the pain, look at the suffering, the tears, the agony. Take a good look at that because this is what is in store for you again.
I tried to keep it simple, so even you can understand, but apparantly you are not that bright. Concrete I offered you a chance at gold, I offered you the chance to team with me, together we would rule. You would have the gold you so desperately crave. But no, Concrete has to take the moral high road. Very nice.
Let me ask you this Concrete, AA said you had to do what was best for you. Now, I am a little curious about his logic. See Concrete, I was under the assumption that winning gold, being a feared and respected team, having the OOWF at your feet would be in your best interests. Having a partner who may not like you, but damn sure will fight to the death to win the match.
But, no. Attitude thinks it would be "in your best interests" to reject my offer. I warned you Concrete, turn this down, and I will hound you until you die. Your ONLY chance of winning gold was WITH me, you will NEVER, NEVER hold gold on your own. But, then again Attitude knew that. Attitude knew that all along. See, Attitude has to save face, Attitude is on thin ice in the AYUFF, so of course he is going to tell you that. You team with me, you hold gold, it keeps you in a position of power in the AYUFF. You go against me, AA knows you will never win a title. That leaves him free to chase gold, and slowly plant the seeds of doubt in the AYUFF's mind. Eventually they all will doubt you. then they will turn on you and cast you out. I can see it, plain as day.
So Concrete, you think this is over? Not by a long shot. I will give you time to reconsider. You claim you are confident in your abilities, you claim that you are on the verge of greatness, you claim that you are morally superior and won't team with a lowlife like me. Well, Mr. Superstar, among all the things I thought of you, I never thought you were a coward. But you proved me wrong.
I challenged you, you think you are on the verge of greatness, yet you duck a challenge from me. Isn't that nice? Brave ol Concrete TG, afraid to fight Moosehead Jack. You think teaming with me is horrible? Well, then beat me. Come on Concrete, how are you going to be an OOWF superstar if you can not beat me?
Concrete this is not over. I will find a way. Come hell or high water, you coward, I will find a way. If you have any guts in that worthless body of yours, if you have an ounce of courage in your decrepit body, you will take my challenge.
You know you have to, your ego will not allow it to go away, I will never go away. I will be there, at the gym, in the ring, at the hotel, on the road, reminding you that you, Concrete TG are a coward. That you, Concrete TG, beloved superstar, are afraid of Moosehead Jack. You WILL crack.
Trust me
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