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Post by Matt Acid on Aug 10, 2016 12:03:13 GMT -6
The show comes back from commercial, and Matt Acid stands in the ring. The Space Case has a mic in his left hand, and oddly enough a broadsword in his right.
Jack Van Doe: Welcome back to Mayhem, apparently Matt Acid has lost it. I'm pretty sure we're all going to die.
Steve Jennings: I don't know, I kinda want to see how this plays out.
Matt acts like he's about to speak, but slowly lowers his mic. Acid then raises his sword, and slowly points at various spots in the crowd. Once the fans are sufficiently hyped, The Dude once again raises his mic.
Matt: What's going on Mayhem! Are you ready for a show or what!? Before we get back to the program, we've got a bit of a treat. Jason, come on in here.
Jason brushes off his jacket, and casually climbs up the ring steps, and then enters the ring. Matt signals Jason to take a knee, which he does.
Matt: I knight the, Sir Jason Bishop. You may now rise.
Jennings: Wait, what's going on?
Van Doe: Apparently it's a knighting, not mass genocide.
Jason rises to his feet, and he and Acid join in a brief embrace. The two men take a moment to let the crowd settle, before Matt passes the mic to Bishop.
Jason: Alright! If you thought that was it you've got another thing coming, we've got a few more people who'd like to get I on this. You know who you are, come on out!
TBC by Anna/Gale or Polly
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Post by Anna Droid on Aug 12, 2016 3:43:12 GMT -6
Some techno robotic music cranks up and out comes pro wrestling's first ever cybernetic organism, Anna Droid. She is joined by her owner/operator, Gale Smith, who is running laps around her creation like she is Joe-Jo the Indian circus boy. Gale's level of excitement is through the roof and seems to cause the fans to blend with it too because the cheering becomes louder. She stops and spins a dial on her remote control and Anna Droid suddenly breaks into a bunch of sweet kick ass dance moves. The crowd is treated to everything from the MC Hammer dance to the Sprinkler as the wrestle bot makes her way to the ring.
Jack Van Doe: Go robot go robot go!
Steve Jennings: This is funny as hell but you gotta wonder how she can be so happy when she just got fined one thousand bucks for Anna destroying the ring post last week.
Jack Van Doe: Better yet why are they even out here? What's this all about?
Steve Jennings: Rumor has it there was a vending machine incident involving all of them and became buddies over it. Well, turns out Jason and Gale knew each other prior to even signing with the company.
Anna caps off her talents with a moon walk the rest of the way down the ramp. Jason, ever the handsome gentleman that is, parts the ropes allowing Gale easy entrance into the ring. He holds it for Anna but the wrestle-bot steps over the top rope disregarding him somewhat. Gale immediately hugs her man crush Jason and pretty much refuses to let go until he finally, politely, pries her off him. Anna follows up with an embrace as well and lifts him up and spins him around once.
She turns to Matt Acid, who is playfully twirling the sword, and apparently sees it as a threat and quickly grabs the sharp blade bringing it to a sudden stop.
Gale: No! Anna! Non hostile.
Anna lets go and kicks her head back and grabs hold of her tummy and starts doing a long, bizarre string of robotic laughter, trying to pass her actions off as a joke. Gale leans into the mic Jason holds and kinda hops up and down in place all giddy.
Gale: Thank you thank you thank you sooo much for allowing Anna and I to be a part of this. We need each other. We know we'll be looked down on because we march to the beat of our own saxophone. We few, we crazy few will rise and make sure injustices are avenged. We are ready Sir Jason!
Gale steps toward Matt Acid and drops to one knee. Anna follows her creator's lead and kneels too. Matt takes the sword and places it to on Gale's shoulder.
Acidic Matt: I knight thee, Lady Gale Smith. You may now rise.
She bolts up to a stand with tears of joy surfacing and embraces Matt and then Jason.
Acidic Matt: I knight thee, Lady-Droid Anna Droid, you may now rise.
The wrestle-bot slowly rises and just stands there with a robotic smile on her face and gives Matt a big hug. She tries to do the same to Jason again but he pretends to take notice of a fan and walks away to play to the fan.
TBC Polly
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Post by Deleted on Aug 14, 2016 13:52:51 GMT -6
Just when things seem like that are coming to a close with this knighting ceremony, Aqua's "Barbie Girl Orchestra Remix" pumps through the PA system bringing the fans into cheers. The lady whom the ballad heralds emerges in one the grandest ways the world has seen. On the back of a large black war unicorn. Van Doe HOLY SHIT ON A STICK... is.. is that real? That's...Steve Jennings A FREAKING UNICORN! And Polly has tamed it!It is, in fact, a unicorn. They're real folks. Deal with it. The camera gets an up close view of the large beast and the fans, caught up in it all, let their collective feelings be heard in the form of a "Holy Shit" chant. Matt Acid is especially happy to see it. He rode a unicorn once but people dismissed his claims and figured he was high or at the very least was riding a horse or a dog at the time that he was tripping on that stuff. The rest of the knights are awe struck a bit as they had no idea she'd make such an entrance like this. Its rider, all 5 feet and 110 pounds of her, sits atop it with the biggest, brightest smile ever seen. She is clad in blue and silver short shorts with tutu, matching top, and white boots. Of course she has glitter all over her attire too. Attached to her side, being nearly as long as she is, is a sword sheathed in a scabbard, the pommel of which is adorned with precious gems. Polly greets the masses with a very beauty pageant like wave as the unicorn walks down the ramp and comes to a stop near the ring. The Tiny Tornado says something in a language not of this realm and the beast bows forward, allowing the Fighting Fairy easy dismount. She pets the beast, gives it a kiss on the neck, then waves a hand gesture to him that the mount obeys without hesitance. Matt Acid leans in to Jason as he sees the unicorn retreating to the back, and asks if he is having a relapsed trip. The response of "no" affords him a giant sigh of relief. Polly gives a few regal, cute curtsy bows to the applauding clientele in the stands before churning up the ring steps, her sword trailing several feet behind her despite being secured to her waist. Once again Jason the gentlemen parts the ropes and Polly scoots in and prances around, waving to the fans and blowing kisses. One by one she embraces her comrades and shares their excitement until alas a magic talking stick is deposited into her palm. Her music dies and she enjoys a few more seconds of crowd fan fare before putting the mic to her pristine lips. Polly I received a raven. The tidings it gave filled me with mirth and resolve. Knights were forming in Honor Wrestling. That's all that it said. That's all that it needed to say. You see, all of us in this ring embody the code of Knights and Ladies. The codes speak of.. Honor. Integrity. Respect. Courage. Selfless Service. Loyalty. Duty. I had to lend myself to this movement because such a cause is needed to vanquish evil and debauchery wherever it lifts its rotten head. This calling awoke something in me that I thought someone had recently crushed. So without a moment's delay more, Sir Matt of the house Acid, I hereby give my service and swear upon the gods and the all the realms that I will suffer any burden, and lay myself across the altar of atrocities if need be to see our mission through. Verily!Polly turns to Matt and takes a knee. He places the sword on her shoulder as he did the others. Matt Acid I knight thee, Lady Polly "hot" Pocket. You may now rise.She pops back up to her vertical base and within seconds has her sword drawn out. She has to hold it with two hands though, and lifts it high into the air so that it touches with Matt's uplifted blade. Jason, Anna, and Gale form a circle formation and lift a hand each so they are all touching the blades. Matt Acid I hereby declare us the... KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARED CIRCLE!!!The spectators howl with support as Polly and Matt place their weapons in their scabbards. Matt Acid As our first action as Knights of the Squared Circle, we will be actively seeking a certain person to bring to justice. This individual hates women, beats women - off camera at least -, and constantly disrespects them in person and on social media. We as knights can not let this slide any longer. This person claims to be a man yet has two female names. He is 7 feet of idiocy. He once counted to three, with the help of a 4 year old child. And as Polly mentioned on Twitter and in a previous organization, his facial features resemble that of a young Smeagol from Lord of the Rings. Obviously I am referring to Renee Pleasant. The crowd laughs because they know it's true. Van Doe Yes that's definitely Renee Pleasant alright.Steve Jennings They may be poking the bear here.Before they can get another word in, Throne - Bring Me To The Horizon hits the PA sending the crowd into jeers. The large 7 foot frame of what appears to be Renee Pleasant emerges and slowly stomps toward the ring. The lights return to their normal color as the music fades, but the man, 7 feet tall indeed, is wearing a Smeagol mask of some sort. The crowd busts out laughing at the sight of him. Matt Acid Whoa whoa big guy, take it easy. I know you can't really count and all but there's a lot more of us than you, and we have a freaking cyborg. Swords too.Oddly enough this seems to work. "Renee" stops in his tracks but paces back and forth hulking, angry. Anna Droid, thinking "Renee" is the legit Renee heads to the ropes to exit and beat his ass but gets pulled back by her creator, who sorts her out and has a few things to say to Mr. Pleasant. Gale Smith And aren't you missing something, or someone rather? Like, I dunno, maybe Amber? Her face is usually attached to your fist so I'm wondering what the hell has happened to her. Let me guess, she caught wind that Billy Bob is having a good deal on his double wides and she just had to check it out?"Renee" gets mad and starts taking his frustration out on the air around him. He produces a mic hidden in his trunks. "Renee Pleasant" ME NO LIKE YOU! ME BEAT AMBER CAUSE ME LIKE BEAT WOMEN! SHE NO HERE SHE IN BED HAVE BRUISESED.Gale Smith You're such a piece of shit, Renee. Amber is such a piece of white trash yet she is the one who had to lower her standards and get with your ugly ass, and then you beat the hell out of her for it on a regular basis. You beat her to the point she has Stockholm Syndrome now."Renne Pleasant" ME TALL ME STRONG BUT NOBODY FEAR ME. ONLY WOMAN FEAR ME. I HATE WOMEN. Gale Smith For someone who hates women so much and claim they fear you, you never man up and wrestle them in matches. What would it take for Anna or Polly here to get you in a match? Should they dress in drag to look like men? You're an idiot that makes no sense. Polly steps in and waves her magically infused wand at him while uttering something in a language not known to mankind. A puff of arcana purple wafts from the end of it and suddenly the arena goes dark except for a single dim blue spotlight centered on "Renee". It engulfs him and glitter can be seen falling. He begins to thrash around but the lighting is too dim for anyone to really see what is going on. About 30 seconds later the lighting returns to normal and "Renee" is now a woman. Or moreso, he is wearing a blonde wig, the Smeagol mask is gone and his lips have red lip stick on and he has eye liner, etc. The crowd laughs their asses off as he comes to the realization of what just happened. He'd been turned into something he hates. A woman. Hating himself now since he is a girl, "Renee" starts punching himself and throwing himself into the guardrails. Everyone just laughs and laughs. Finally he stands up all dazed and grabs himself by the throat then Choke Slams himself into oblivion. Polly Pocket Well that took care of that. Hmmm I see all of you have managers but I don't. We need to equal that up.With that, Polly turns to the ramp and does the old NWO Scot Hall theatrical point to the entrance. A few seconds later out skips a 60 year old man dressed in a green one piece skirt-dress combination. He has a large pan in his hand. He stops at "Renee" and wipes his feet on him before continuing to skip super-excitedly down the ramp. The name Peter is written on his attire. Though a man, his mannerism are very feminine. He skips with limp wrists and jaw jacks with the fans in a high pitched girlie voice. At ringside he does a full lap around the ring tossing treats and gifts out from his huge pan before rolling into the ring and going to one knee. Matt, seemingly caught off by this at first, shrugs and also knights Peter. From there they all stand hand in hand to a big ovation from the crowd and the scene fades to whatever boring commercials are to come. OOC: Credit for Renee spoof image goes to Serenity. She is awesome. [/font][/font][/div][/font][/div]
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