Post by John Anthony on Aug 8, 2007 21:35:45 GMT -6
Weekly Role Play #2
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Go-go-gadget narrator!
Ehem, we find John Anthony inside his office, seated comfortably behind his oaken desk, dressed in his designer suit for the first time in a while. His messy hair now gelled back, his shades discarded for the moment, and all of the buttons on his shirt buttoned, John sat patiently as Daniel and Julia stood behind the camera facing him. John’s desk had a black cloth draped over it and on top sat the Eastern Heavyweight Championship Title. Behind John was a gigantic flag with the trademark symbol of Power-On Wrestling. However, etched over the logo in giant, bold letters stood the words “Great Britain.” John signaled to his duo that all things were good from his side, and Daniel began the recording.
John:
“Ladies and gentlemen, fans of POW: Northeast, Midwest, and elsewhere, welcome to the high life. I’ve chosen a more professional look for this segment because we have something very serious to discuss tonight. After my last appearance I realized I haven’t been approaching my upcoming match from the right angle. I originally claimed that I had nothing to gain from this Friday’s impending disaster, but I was mistaken. I made the statement that nothing was really on the line and that this was just a match for the fans, but even that is incorrect. Let me start by thanking my competitors for making me realize this. Let me continue by saying it’s time we look through the easily disposed banter that some of them are spitting out.
A lot of people this week have shot down POW: Northeast at every opportunity. Yes, we’re currently out of operation, but that’s only on the surface. Apparently the four of you who have nothing to do with POW:NE aren’t aware of how the world of business works. Tony Hunter, the genius that he is, can’t just magically carry an entire wrestling federation overseas overnight. Contract negotiations, business licenses, traveling visas, accommodations, venues, advertisement; the list goes on and on of things Tony Hunter must attend to before the superstars of POW:NE can truly call Great Britain their new home. I’m more than ready to cross over to the land of Great Britain and expand the prestige of POW and turn them into an international federation. Why can’t any of you be proud of this? Shawn, Reck, Kailus, you all three attacked POW: Northeast, whether it be through calling us scrapped, useless, or out of house and home. None of these statements hold an ounce of truth. We are in a transitional period that will forever change the face of Power-On Wrestling. To me it sounds like a case of fearing what you don’t understand.
Onto more pressing matters however. Since Tony Hunter has announced that the move to Great Britain is still a couple of weeks away, it looks like my tenure here in the Midwest territory will be extended beyond just this Friday, perhaps even placing me on the card for Legendaria. Now I could sit here and badmouth you guys and your territory and talk about how much I despise Kansas and how the weather here sucks, but isn’t that hypocritical? Isn’t it borderline blasphemous to downplay the company you work for? To bury an entire federation based on their geographical location? You three don’t seem to think so.
My main problem though, the one person who has really gotten under my skin here as of late, is Kailus Holmes. You seem to think that by being announced the number one contender for the World Championship that you’re now superior to those of us who are actually champions. See this belt right here in front of me? This is something you don’t have. This is a true championship title, and there are only two men in Power-On Wrestling who carry legitimate heavyweight championship titles. One of those men is me, and the other is Shawn Stevens. FDCM? His belt is more of a token, a placeholder created by Tito Capaci since he felt bad for Mr. FDCM. I mean, after all FDCM has achieved throughout his career, I don’t blame Tito for feeling that he deserved some kind of accolade, but let’s be honest, the man wouldn’t stand a chance at actually winning and defending an actual regional heavyweight title such as the Midwest or Eastern titles. So Tito cooked up a new title, a “World” title from the unification match at Supermania 3, so that he had something to graciously hand over to the man who hasn’t even shown his face this week. And now you’re all excited about having a chance at winning the belt from him and being the king of an imaginary kingdom that doesn’t even exist. Champion of the world! That’s great Kailus. Enjoy carrying a belt around your shoulders that’s carried by a man who Tito pitied and only appears on occasion for cheap pops and comedic relief. I’m sure you’ll fit the role perfectly.
As far as I’m concerned, Shawn Stevens and I have climbed to a higher tier than the four other participants in this Friday’s spectacle. Zevon and Maverick have already had heavyweight title opportunities. I’ve already proclaimed my opinion on FDCM and his toy belt. Then there’s Kailus who is first in line to win a title with the same level of prestige as a plastic WWE replica from Toys R Us! This Friday’s match really shouldn’t even be called the best of the best, because the answer to that question is Shawn Stevens and John Anthony. We aren’t number one contenders. We aren’t in this match Friday to prove that we deserve a shot at the title. No, we are the HOLDERS of those belts. It is the three of you: Zevon, Kailus, and Reck who are chomping at the bit for a shot at greatness. You are the ones who have to fight your way up the mountain while Shawn and I have the high ground. Oh and there’s something else Shawn and I have that makes us the best of the best.”
John signals towards Julia Sven and beckons her to come join him in front of the camera. John moves the Eastern Heavyweight Title off the side of his desk and pats an empty space for her to sit. Reluctant at first, she soon agrees and hops up on the desk, crossing her legs. A slender and sleek black dress hugs her exquisite figure perfectly. Cut off above the knees, her beautiful legs stretch towards the floor. John smiles and looks back towards the camera.
John:
“Shawn and I flaunt two of the most beautiful women that the world of wrestling has ever seen. FDCM prances around with his two cent women who were probably hired by Tito to make the “World” champion more pleasing to a younger audience. Why else would anyone tune in to watch anything FDCM is involved in? Reck Maverick is a ninja. HOLY CRAP THAT’S A GOOD PICK UP LINE. ‘What’s up girls? Wanna see my katana?’ I’m sure it works every time. JR Zevon? The man’s best friend is a cat. The only female he’s ever been acquainted with is a slave who caters to said feline. That’s kind of scary and opens up plenty of room for rumors. And finally I find myself stewing over Kailus Holmes again. Bailey Tinsley? Ok… not too bad… a little too much silicone and collagen for my tastes, but to each his own. The only problem is I hear she’s more interesting in your ‘enforcer’ Isaac Marshall. Yeah, I bet he’s her ‘enforcer’ too if you get my drift. You’re probably so captivated by the fact that you’re in the main event that you haven’t given her the time of day. See, Shawn and I manage to be champions yet still keep our eyes on some of the finer things in life. I might have more money than him, a nicer car, a fancier place I call home, and designer clothes, but I’m sure Shawn finds ways to entertain himself on a Saturday night. Perhaps a trip to the bowling alley or dinner and a movie at Joe’s Crab Shack.
So my strategy for this Friday? And yes, I’m about to unveil my strategy to all of you just two days before our match, is simply to go out there and show why I’m so revered. Not to prove anything, not to tear anyone into pieces, and not to build myself up for a title match at Legendaria. I’m simply out there to compete to the best of my abilities, to give those people in the stands someone to cheer for, to help POW get a taste of the high life, and to make this match worth every penny.”
/*\ Face Time /*\
Go-go-gadget narrator!
Ehem, we find John Anthony inside his office, seated comfortably behind his oaken desk, dressed in his designer suit for the first time in a while. His messy hair now gelled back, his shades discarded for the moment, and all of the buttons on his shirt buttoned, John sat patiently as Daniel and Julia stood behind the camera facing him. John’s desk had a black cloth draped over it and on top sat the Eastern Heavyweight Championship Title. Behind John was a gigantic flag with the trademark symbol of Power-On Wrestling. However, etched over the logo in giant, bold letters stood the words “Great Britain.” John signaled to his duo that all things were good from his side, and Daniel began the recording.
John:
“Ladies and gentlemen, fans of POW: Northeast, Midwest, and elsewhere, welcome to the high life. I’ve chosen a more professional look for this segment because we have something very serious to discuss tonight. After my last appearance I realized I haven’t been approaching my upcoming match from the right angle. I originally claimed that I had nothing to gain from this Friday’s impending disaster, but I was mistaken. I made the statement that nothing was really on the line and that this was just a match for the fans, but even that is incorrect. Let me start by thanking my competitors for making me realize this. Let me continue by saying it’s time we look through the easily disposed banter that some of them are spitting out.
A lot of people this week have shot down POW: Northeast at every opportunity. Yes, we’re currently out of operation, but that’s only on the surface. Apparently the four of you who have nothing to do with POW:NE aren’t aware of how the world of business works. Tony Hunter, the genius that he is, can’t just magically carry an entire wrestling federation overseas overnight. Contract negotiations, business licenses, traveling visas, accommodations, venues, advertisement; the list goes on and on of things Tony Hunter must attend to before the superstars of POW:NE can truly call Great Britain their new home. I’m more than ready to cross over to the land of Great Britain and expand the prestige of POW and turn them into an international federation. Why can’t any of you be proud of this? Shawn, Reck, Kailus, you all three attacked POW: Northeast, whether it be through calling us scrapped, useless, or out of house and home. None of these statements hold an ounce of truth. We are in a transitional period that will forever change the face of Power-On Wrestling. To me it sounds like a case of fearing what you don’t understand.
Onto more pressing matters however. Since Tony Hunter has announced that the move to Great Britain is still a couple of weeks away, it looks like my tenure here in the Midwest territory will be extended beyond just this Friday, perhaps even placing me on the card for Legendaria. Now I could sit here and badmouth you guys and your territory and talk about how much I despise Kansas and how the weather here sucks, but isn’t that hypocritical? Isn’t it borderline blasphemous to downplay the company you work for? To bury an entire federation based on their geographical location? You three don’t seem to think so.
My main problem though, the one person who has really gotten under my skin here as of late, is Kailus Holmes. You seem to think that by being announced the number one contender for the World Championship that you’re now superior to those of us who are actually champions. See this belt right here in front of me? This is something you don’t have. This is a true championship title, and there are only two men in Power-On Wrestling who carry legitimate heavyweight championship titles. One of those men is me, and the other is Shawn Stevens. FDCM? His belt is more of a token, a placeholder created by Tito Capaci since he felt bad for Mr. FDCM. I mean, after all FDCM has achieved throughout his career, I don’t blame Tito for feeling that he deserved some kind of accolade, but let’s be honest, the man wouldn’t stand a chance at actually winning and defending an actual regional heavyweight title such as the Midwest or Eastern titles. So Tito cooked up a new title, a “World” title from the unification match at Supermania 3, so that he had something to graciously hand over to the man who hasn’t even shown his face this week. And now you’re all excited about having a chance at winning the belt from him and being the king of an imaginary kingdom that doesn’t even exist. Champion of the world! That’s great Kailus. Enjoy carrying a belt around your shoulders that’s carried by a man who Tito pitied and only appears on occasion for cheap pops and comedic relief. I’m sure you’ll fit the role perfectly.
As far as I’m concerned, Shawn Stevens and I have climbed to a higher tier than the four other participants in this Friday’s spectacle. Zevon and Maverick have already had heavyweight title opportunities. I’ve already proclaimed my opinion on FDCM and his toy belt. Then there’s Kailus who is first in line to win a title with the same level of prestige as a plastic WWE replica from Toys R Us! This Friday’s match really shouldn’t even be called the best of the best, because the answer to that question is Shawn Stevens and John Anthony. We aren’t number one contenders. We aren’t in this match Friday to prove that we deserve a shot at the title. No, we are the HOLDERS of those belts. It is the three of you: Zevon, Kailus, and Reck who are chomping at the bit for a shot at greatness. You are the ones who have to fight your way up the mountain while Shawn and I have the high ground. Oh and there’s something else Shawn and I have that makes us the best of the best.”
John signals towards Julia Sven and beckons her to come join him in front of the camera. John moves the Eastern Heavyweight Title off the side of his desk and pats an empty space for her to sit. Reluctant at first, she soon agrees and hops up on the desk, crossing her legs. A slender and sleek black dress hugs her exquisite figure perfectly. Cut off above the knees, her beautiful legs stretch towards the floor. John smiles and looks back towards the camera.
John:
“Shawn and I flaunt two of the most beautiful women that the world of wrestling has ever seen. FDCM prances around with his two cent women who were probably hired by Tito to make the “World” champion more pleasing to a younger audience. Why else would anyone tune in to watch anything FDCM is involved in? Reck Maverick is a ninja. HOLY CRAP THAT’S A GOOD PICK UP LINE. ‘What’s up girls? Wanna see my katana?’ I’m sure it works every time. JR Zevon? The man’s best friend is a cat. The only female he’s ever been acquainted with is a slave who caters to said feline. That’s kind of scary and opens up plenty of room for rumors. And finally I find myself stewing over Kailus Holmes again. Bailey Tinsley? Ok… not too bad… a little too much silicone and collagen for my tastes, but to each his own. The only problem is I hear she’s more interesting in your ‘enforcer’ Isaac Marshall. Yeah, I bet he’s her ‘enforcer’ too if you get my drift. You’re probably so captivated by the fact that you’re in the main event that you haven’t given her the time of day. See, Shawn and I manage to be champions yet still keep our eyes on some of the finer things in life. I might have more money than him, a nicer car, a fancier place I call home, and designer clothes, but I’m sure Shawn finds ways to entertain himself on a Saturday night. Perhaps a trip to the bowling alley or dinner and a movie at Joe’s Crab Shack.
So my strategy for this Friday? And yes, I’m about to unveil my strategy to all of you just two days before our match, is simply to go out there and show why I’m so revered. Not to prove anything, not to tear anyone into pieces, and not to build myself up for a title match at Legendaria. I’m simply out there to compete to the best of my abilities, to give those people in the stands someone to cheer for, to help POW get a taste of the high life, and to make this match worth every penny.”
