Post by genocide on Jan 24, 2007 6:33:20 GMT -5
"The Return"
[Begin Scene]
"It is a quiet, peaceful Monday morning, 6:00AM to be exact. A 3 bedroom, 1 bathroom white apartment occupies a space in New York City, right outside of the Bronx. A ray of sunlight reflects blindingly off it's windows. Because of which, the ray of sunlight beams directly into the face of a certain familiar face. The man known...as Scott "Genocide" Briggs, enjoying his retirement. We see him lounging comfortably in his King Size Serta. He is dressed in a typical New Yorker fashion during the morning...a t-shirt, and boxer shorts. As he sleeps comfortably, he suddenly jolts upright, as a loud noise wakes him from his slumber. He stretches his arms out and yawns, and you can hear some cracks. He stands up, and hurrys over to the window. He witnesses where the bang came from, as he see's a cop on the ground bleeding, he witnesses a few gang members take off. He shrugs his shoulders, and closes the curtains. He then goes and sits in his lounge chair, and switches on the TV. He picks up the remote, and flips through the channels. As nothing is on, he switches off the TV, as the telephone begins to ring. At which time, he picks up."
-Scott Briggs-
Hello?
-Familiar Voice-
Genocide?
-Genocide(slowly grinning)-
This is.
-Makaveli-
It's me, Makaveli. How's retirement going?
-Genocide-
Very good, I may miss being in the squared circle, but this is great.
-Makaveli-
I see, well, have you ever given a thought to getting back in the ring? Myself and an old friend of yours have opened up XVI, also known as Xtreme Vicious Intent. You interested?
-Genocide-
Hmmm, I don't really know. Can you give me some time to think things over?
-Makaveli-
Sure, our first show will take place on January 28th. So can you think it over before then?
-Genocide-
You bet, nice talking to you again, I should have my decision by 6PM tonight.
-Makaveli-
Alrighty then, I'll talk to you later.
"They hang up, and Scott tilts his head, and stares up are the ceiling, thinking of what it would be like to step in the ring once again. As he has not made it big yet, he wonders if he can do it during this possible run. Scott yawns, and scratches his forehead, and stands up."
-Genocide-
Ah what the hell, If I even wanna think of getting back in the ring, I need to rebuild some stamina, I haven't gone for a bike ride in ages.
"Genocide cracks his knuckles, and walks over to his dresser, and he slides open the second drawer, and pulls out his jogging pants. He slides them on, and heads over to the fridge. He pulls out a Mountain Dew, and slowly pours it into his Bike's water bottle. He then heads out the door. He unlocks his mountain bike, straps on his helmet, and begins riding down the street. It is now 6:45AM. Scott looks around, as a group of kids wave and scream, he waves back, and continues on."
-Genocide-
Ah, well, at least SOME people remember me. I'm hungry, i'm gonna go grab some pizza.
"Genocide turns right, and stops at the local outdoor Pizza Shop. He walks in, and is looked at by those who occupy the area. Genocide has a reluctant smile, and walks forward. And begins to order."
-Genocide-
I would like a medium, stuffed crust, with pepperoni, mushrooms, and ham please. And an order of crazy bread.
-Pizza Guy-
Yes sir, that will be $15.53 please.
"Genocide sits at the table nearest to his bicycle, and once again the thought of returning the squared circle occupies his mind. He remembers his so far, short but illustrious career. As his midn focuses on the phone called he recieved from Makaveli earlier, he snaps out of his mind-sleep. Due to a voice."
-Pizza Guy-
Order Up...Medium with stuffed crust, pepperoni, mushrooms, and ham, with an order of crazy bread.
"Genocide stands up, walks over, grabs his order, and sit back down. He opens up the box, reaches in, and takes a slice, and begins to eat. As he eats, a small group of children, about 6-7 years younger than Genocide, run up to him, Genocide looks up as he finishes his slice, and smiles. One child speaks."
-Young boy-
Hey Geno, when are you gonna become a wrestler again?
"Genocide wipes his mouth off, and places his hand on the boy's shoulder."
-Genocide-
I dunno bud, I have been thinking about it, and trust me, you guys might see me again, and i'll be better than I ever was.
"They all cheer, and he offers them all a slice a pizza, they accept, and they say thanks and run away chuckling."
-Genocide(taking another bite of a slice of pizza)-
Hmm, maybe I should take up Mak's offer.
"Genocide grabs a to-go container, and places the remaining pizza, as well as the crazy bread, inside of it, he closes the container,and places it inside of his bag. He then rides back to his apartment. He pulls up to his chain lock, and secures the bike. He walks in the door, picks up the phone, and dials the number to XVI headquarters, as nobody picks up, he leaves a message."
-Genocide-
Hey, Mak, it's me dude, i'd like to take you up on that offer, but first, i'd like to have a return video made at the local gym if you don't mind, preferably around 5PM. If you get this message, send me a limo around 3:45 today. Later dude.
"Genocide hangs up, takes the food container out of his bag, and places it in the fridge, along with the water bottle. He then turns on the radio, very low, and listens to FM 90's. As Goo Goo Dolls - Broadway plays, he collapses on his Serta, staring outside...and casually falls back asleep."
3:33PM
"It is now 3:33 in the afternoon, and Genocide has just woken up once again. He realises he must hurry, and he jumps out of bed. He runs as grabs his clothes, and jumps in the shower."
-Genocide-
Damn, It's almost time, it'll be here any minute..if he got the message.
"Genocide quickly washes up, and gets dressed. He gets his shoes on, and puts his wrestling gear in his duffle bag. It is now 3:40, and just as he goes to sit down, he heres a horn. He looks out the window, and see's the limo sitting out front. He grabs his duffle bag, and jolts down the stairs, as he reaches the limo, he opens the door and speaks."
-Genocide-
A little early are we? Fine with me.
-Limo Drive-
Yes sir, Makaveli knew you would take the offer, and is waiting at the Gym for you.
-Genocide-
Good, see to it that we don't keep him waiting.
-Limo Driver-
Yes sir.
"They drive off, and they arrive at the Gym 15 minutes later. Genocide steps out of the limo, and enters the Gym. He heads over to the wrestling ring, he gets a lot of looks from those in the Gym, and see's Makaveli sitting inside of the ring, with what looks like to be Genocide's contract, should he choose to sign."
-Makaveli-
I knew you would show up Geno.
-Genocide-
Yea, I kinda had some help deciding.
-Makaveli-
I know.
-Genocide-
You do? How?
-Makaveli-
I was the one who sent those children over to talk to you.
-Genocide-
Really?
-Makaveli-
Yes, because this business desperately needs you back.
"Makaveli holds out the contract."
-Makaveli-
In my hand is your contract, should you choose to sign it, we can start by filming that return promo you requested. All you need to do, is sign on the dotted line.
"Genocide thinks it over for a second, shrugs."
-Genocide-
Ah what the hell?
"Genocide grabs the pen, and signs. The people inside the gym erupt into a series of cheers and claps. This makes Genocide smile."
-Genocide-
Well, lets get started.
-Makaveli-
Alright.
"Makaveli whistles, and a camera crew come in."
-Makaveli-
Ok Geno, what kind of music do you want?
-Genocide-
Hmm, let's see...Three Doors Down, Away From the Sun?
-Makaveli-
Excellent, ok, here's how things will go, you will be filmed in the ring, "Training" so to speak, throwing punches, push ups, that kind of thing, after we're done filming, we will record an audio clip of you saying what got you to come back, etc, then insert those into random portions of the video. Then we will throw bits and pieces of your past matches in, to go with it. Sound like a plan?
-Genocide-
Sounds good to me.
"They begin, and Genocide steps in the ring, he begins doing certain poses, training, etc. This goes on for a total of five minutes. As the fliming ends, the ending words are as follows:."
GENOCIDE RETURNS!
NEXT WEEK
AT SIDE EFFECT
1/29/07
-Cameraman-
And thats a wrap, good work Geno.
-Genocide-
Likewise.
"Makaveli jumps in the ring, clapping, he speaks."
-Makaveli-
It's good to see you back Geno, I will call you tomorrow, hopefully i'll have your opponents ready. By the way, every match on the first show will be apart of a tournament, for the World title. How about I give you a list of the current roster, and you can pick who you would like to face?
-Genocide-
No thanks, you can choose. I like being suprised.
-Makaveli-
Ok, if you say so. I'll tell you tomorrow.
-Genocide-
Works for me.
"They shake hands, Genocide grabs a towel out of his dufflebag, as well as a Mountain Dew, he wipes himself off, then takes a gulp of his Mountain Dew. He then walks out of the Gym, and gets in his Limo. And they drive off. They arrive at Genocide's apartment, and he steps out, and dashes upstairs. He tosses his gear in the corner of the room. He grabs his television remote, and throws himself in his recliner. He flips through the channels, and surely enough, the promo he just got done filming...pops up."
-Genocide-
DAMN, They got it televised already?!?
"Genocide laughs a little, realising how much of a dope he looked in some portions. But then, one thing crosses his mind, that makes his face turn completely serious. Who will be his opponent, or opponents...at the first Side Effect."
-Genocide-
Ah crap, I don't know what i'm going to go through. Who i'm going to face, or anything.
"Genocide shrugs, switches off the television, and switches on the radio, as Broken Man by Submersed is currently playing. After a minute or 2 of listening, he speaks."
-Genocide-
Damn, this song kicks all sorts of ass, I might just use this as my new theme.
"Genocide jots down the name, and leans back in his recliner, passing out."
TUESDAY 5:56 PM
"It is a rainy, Tuesday afternoon, Genocide is still sleeping in his brown recliner, and the windows are slightly fogged up. Genocide slowly begins to wake up, suddenly, a loud crack of thunder immediately jolts him up, and he looks outside the window, and rolls his eyes. Genocide stretches his arms and legs, stands up, and tretches some more. He stumbles over to his answering machine, and tiringly presses the Play button."
-Makaveli-
Hey Geno, I know I was going to call and tell you, but i'm real busy, I may end up calling you later anyway, but yea. I've decided on your opponents. You will compete in a triple threat match, against James Bohne and.....MYSTERY.
"The second he heres "That" word, his eyes widen, then he snaps out of it. Laughing."
-Genocide-
Hahahahahahaha....that Boogeyman knockoff? This should be interesting. He is one of the biggest egomaniacs, second to that of Franchise.
"Genocide shakes his head while grinning, and the phone begins to ring. Genocide walks over, and picks up."
-Genocide-
Hello?
-Makaveli-
Geno, you get my message?
-Genocide-
Yes, yes I did, you do realise thing seems more like a one on one to me right?
-Makaveli-
Now Geno, respect your fellow competitors.
-Genocide-
Hehe.
-Makaveli-
Geno, how about you cut a promo at our very first house show tonight? Right there in New York City?
-Genocide-
Sounds great, around what time?
-Makaveli-
Seven, on the dot.
-Genocide-
Works for me.
-Makaveli-
Very Good. Knock them dead tonight Geno, and please, not LITERALLY.
-Genocide-
Hehe, i'll try, later.
"Genocide hangs up, and walks over to a window, gazing at the cars speeding by. It is now 6:25 in the afternoon. Genocide turns his head, looking for his dufflebag. Geno picks up the phone once again, and dials the number of his limo driver. The phone rings, he picks up.
-Limo Driver-
Hello?
-Genocide-
Yea, Brian, can you pick me up in about 10 minutes man?
-Brian AKA Limo Driver-
Yea sure no problem, where we going?
-Genocide-
House show.
-Brian AKA Limo Driver-
Ok, be there as soon as possible.
-Genocide-
Ok, see you then.
"Genocide once again hangs up, and throwns on his Nikes.
"Ten minutes later, the Limo arrives, and Genocide jolts downstairs, and hops in. 30 minutes later, they arrive. And Genocide dashes into the building. He enters the locker room, and quickly changes into his ring gear. Then, someone knocks."
-Genocide-
Come in.
-Some Guy-
Four minutes to start.
-Genocide-
Ok, thanks.
"Genocide nods at him, and he heads out to the behind of the curtain, as the show is about to begin."
-Ring Announcer-
Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a very warm welcome, to a man who is making his in-ring return to the wrestling business, the one and only.....GENOCIDE!
"The crowd erupts into a series of cheers, as Broken Man by Submersed blasts over the loudspeaker. The whole arena begins chanting his name."
-Crowd-
GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE!
"Genocide begins making his way to the ring, slapping every hand he can reach, as he reaches the ring, he walks around it, slapping everybodies hand, nodding at everybody. After he has thanked everyone in the front row, he slides into the ring, microphone in hand. He tries to speak, but the crowd is just too excited to let up. After a few minutes of a well needed welcome back, they finally settle, and Genocide begins to speak."
-Genocide-
Well, I never thought i'd say this, but, IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK!
"Crowd once again erupts into cheers."
-Genocide-
Yea, yea. I never thought i'd ever again step into the squared circle. But, after some smartass, sneaky persuasion by Makaveli. I've decided to give the business one more run. And, as it seems, my opponents in my return match, of which is part of a tournament for the World title by the way, are James Bohne, and Mystery.
"Crowd has mix of cheers, and boo's."
-Genocide-
Now, I didn't come out here to make childish jokes, like saying James Bohner, or garbage like that. Thats just a sad attempt at getting cheers. I don't even know who the guy is, but in my eyes, he seems like the random no-namer thatwas tossed into the match, so neither I, nor Mystery, lose our credibility, when one of us pins him for the 123. Which will be ME obviously. Mystery, I know you guys all know him, he is one of the biggest egomaniacs in this business, second to that of the Franchise. Ego or not, he can back it up...to a certain extent anyway. It honestly seems like a one on one to me. Genocide vs Mystery, with some extra baggage to rough up. Now that thats out of the way, I bet you all are wondering where I have been over the past year. Well, I have been focusing on more personal things, like, getting my education, crap like that. I am sixteen after all. But, i'm back for now, and if this is my last run, I plan on going out with a bang, and making it a memorable one. So make sure you tune in on the 29th, at Side Effect. Genocide vs James Bohne vs Mystery, even though Bohne doesn't seem to be anything special, it should be a good match. I will advance, no chance will I screw up my return. You don't like it? DEAL WITH IT.
"Genocide drops the microphone, and slides out of the ring, once again circling the ring, slapping hands, and stopping to sign autographs. He continues to do this all the way up the ramp, as the scene begins to go black."
[END SCENE]
[OCC: Hehe, I guess I still got some RP left in me.]
[Begin Scene]
"It is a quiet, peaceful Monday morning, 6:00AM to be exact. A 3 bedroom, 1 bathroom white apartment occupies a space in New York City, right outside of the Bronx. A ray of sunlight reflects blindingly off it's windows. Because of which, the ray of sunlight beams directly into the face of a certain familiar face. The man known...as Scott "Genocide" Briggs, enjoying his retirement. We see him lounging comfortably in his King Size Serta. He is dressed in a typical New Yorker fashion during the morning...a t-shirt, and boxer shorts. As he sleeps comfortably, he suddenly jolts upright, as a loud noise wakes him from his slumber. He stretches his arms out and yawns, and you can hear some cracks. He stands up, and hurrys over to the window. He witnesses where the bang came from, as he see's a cop on the ground bleeding, he witnesses a few gang members take off. He shrugs his shoulders, and closes the curtains. He then goes and sits in his lounge chair, and switches on the TV. He picks up the remote, and flips through the channels. As nothing is on, he switches off the TV, as the telephone begins to ring. At which time, he picks up."
-Scott Briggs-
Hello?
-Familiar Voice-
Genocide?
-Genocide(slowly grinning)-
This is.
-Makaveli-
It's me, Makaveli. How's retirement going?
-Genocide-
Very good, I may miss being in the squared circle, but this is great.
-Makaveli-
I see, well, have you ever given a thought to getting back in the ring? Myself and an old friend of yours have opened up XVI, also known as Xtreme Vicious Intent. You interested?
-Genocide-
Hmmm, I don't really know. Can you give me some time to think things over?
-Makaveli-
Sure, our first show will take place on January 28th. So can you think it over before then?
-Genocide-
You bet, nice talking to you again, I should have my decision by 6PM tonight.
-Makaveli-
Alrighty then, I'll talk to you later.
"They hang up, and Scott tilts his head, and stares up are the ceiling, thinking of what it would be like to step in the ring once again. As he has not made it big yet, he wonders if he can do it during this possible run. Scott yawns, and scratches his forehead, and stands up."
-Genocide-
Ah what the hell, If I even wanna think of getting back in the ring, I need to rebuild some stamina, I haven't gone for a bike ride in ages.
"Genocide cracks his knuckles, and walks over to his dresser, and he slides open the second drawer, and pulls out his jogging pants. He slides them on, and heads over to the fridge. He pulls out a Mountain Dew, and slowly pours it into his Bike's water bottle. He then heads out the door. He unlocks his mountain bike, straps on his helmet, and begins riding down the street. It is now 6:45AM. Scott looks around, as a group of kids wave and scream, he waves back, and continues on."
-Genocide-
Ah, well, at least SOME people remember me. I'm hungry, i'm gonna go grab some pizza.
"Genocide turns right, and stops at the local outdoor Pizza Shop. He walks in, and is looked at by those who occupy the area. Genocide has a reluctant smile, and walks forward. And begins to order."
-Genocide-
I would like a medium, stuffed crust, with pepperoni, mushrooms, and ham please. And an order of crazy bread.
-Pizza Guy-
Yes sir, that will be $15.53 please.
"Genocide sits at the table nearest to his bicycle, and once again the thought of returning the squared circle occupies his mind. He remembers his so far, short but illustrious career. As his midn focuses on the phone called he recieved from Makaveli earlier, he snaps out of his mind-sleep. Due to a voice."
-Pizza Guy-
Order Up...Medium with stuffed crust, pepperoni, mushrooms, and ham, with an order of crazy bread.
"Genocide stands up, walks over, grabs his order, and sit back down. He opens up the box, reaches in, and takes a slice, and begins to eat. As he eats, a small group of children, about 6-7 years younger than Genocide, run up to him, Genocide looks up as he finishes his slice, and smiles. One child speaks."
-Young boy-
Hey Geno, when are you gonna become a wrestler again?
"Genocide wipes his mouth off, and places his hand on the boy's shoulder."
-Genocide-
I dunno bud, I have been thinking about it, and trust me, you guys might see me again, and i'll be better than I ever was.
"They all cheer, and he offers them all a slice a pizza, they accept, and they say thanks and run away chuckling."
-Genocide(taking another bite of a slice of pizza)-
Hmm, maybe I should take up Mak's offer.
"Genocide grabs a to-go container, and places the remaining pizza, as well as the crazy bread, inside of it, he closes the container,and places it inside of his bag. He then rides back to his apartment. He pulls up to his chain lock, and secures the bike. He walks in the door, picks up the phone, and dials the number to XVI headquarters, as nobody picks up, he leaves a message."
-Genocide-
Hey, Mak, it's me dude, i'd like to take you up on that offer, but first, i'd like to have a return video made at the local gym if you don't mind, preferably around 5PM. If you get this message, send me a limo around 3:45 today. Later dude.
"Genocide hangs up, takes the food container out of his bag, and places it in the fridge, along with the water bottle. He then turns on the radio, very low, and listens to FM 90's. As Goo Goo Dolls - Broadway plays, he collapses on his Serta, staring outside...and casually falls back asleep."
3:33PM
"It is now 3:33 in the afternoon, and Genocide has just woken up once again. He realises he must hurry, and he jumps out of bed. He runs as grabs his clothes, and jumps in the shower."
-Genocide-
Damn, It's almost time, it'll be here any minute..if he got the message.
"Genocide quickly washes up, and gets dressed. He gets his shoes on, and puts his wrestling gear in his duffle bag. It is now 3:40, and just as he goes to sit down, he heres a horn. He looks out the window, and see's the limo sitting out front. He grabs his duffle bag, and jolts down the stairs, as he reaches the limo, he opens the door and speaks."
-Genocide-
A little early are we? Fine with me.
-Limo Drive-
Yes sir, Makaveli knew you would take the offer, and is waiting at the Gym for you.
-Genocide-
Good, see to it that we don't keep him waiting.
-Limo Driver-
Yes sir.
"They drive off, and they arrive at the Gym 15 minutes later. Genocide steps out of the limo, and enters the Gym. He heads over to the wrestling ring, he gets a lot of looks from those in the Gym, and see's Makaveli sitting inside of the ring, with what looks like to be Genocide's contract, should he choose to sign."
-Makaveli-
I knew you would show up Geno.
-Genocide-
Yea, I kinda had some help deciding.
-Makaveli-
I know.
-Genocide-
You do? How?
-Makaveli-
I was the one who sent those children over to talk to you.
-Genocide-
Really?
-Makaveli-
Yes, because this business desperately needs you back.
"Makaveli holds out the contract."
-Makaveli-
In my hand is your contract, should you choose to sign it, we can start by filming that return promo you requested. All you need to do, is sign on the dotted line.
"Genocide thinks it over for a second, shrugs."
-Genocide-
Ah what the hell?
"Genocide grabs the pen, and signs. The people inside the gym erupt into a series of cheers and claps. This makes Genocide smile."
-Genocide-
Well, lets get started.
-Makaveli-
Alright.
"Makaveli whistles, and a camera crew come in."
-Makaveli-
Ok Geno, what kind of music do you want?
-Genocide-
Hmm, let's see...Three Doors Down, Away From the Sun?
-Makaveli-
Excellent, ok, here's how things will go, you will be filmed in the ring, "Training" so to speak, throwing punches, push ups, that kind of thing, after we're done filming, we will record an audio clip of you saying what got you to come back, etc, then insert those into random portions of the video. Then we will throw bits and pieces of your past matches in, to go with it. Sound like a plan?
-Genocide-
Sounds good to me.
"They begin, and Genocide steps in the ring, he begins doing certain poses, training, etc. This goes on for a total of five minutes. As the fliming ends, the ending words are as follows:."
GENOCIDE RETURNS!
NEXT WEEK
AT SIDE EFFECT
1/29/07
-Cameraman-
And thats a wrap, good work Geno.
-Genocide-
Likewise.
"Makaveli jumps in the ring, clapping, he speaks."
-Makaveli-
It's good to see you back Geno, I will call you tomorrow, hopefully i'll have your opponents ready. By the way, every match on the first show will be apart of a tournament, for the World title. How about I give you a list of the current roster, and you can pick who you would like to face?
-Genocide-
No thanks, you can choose. I like being suprised.
-Makaveli-
Ok, if you say so. I'll tell you tomorrow.
-Genocide-
Works for me.
"They shake hands, Genocide grabs a towel out of his dufflebag, as well as a Mountain Dew, he wipes himself off, then takes a gulp of his Mountain Dew. He then walks out of the Gym, and gets in his Limo. And they drive off. They arrive at Genocide's apartment, and he steps out, and dashes upstairs. He tosses his gear in the corner of the room. He grabs his television remote, and throws himself in his recliner. He flips through the channels, and surely enough, the promo he just got done filming...pops up."
-Genocide-
DAMN, They got it televised already?!?
"Genocide laughs a little, realising how much of a dope he looked in some portions. But then, one thing crosses his mind, that makes his face turn completely serious. Who will be his opponent, or opponents...at the first Side Effect."
-Genocide-
Ah crap, I don't know what i'm going to go through. Who i'm going to face, or anything.
"Genocide shrugs, switches off the television, and switches on the radio, as Broken Man by Submersed is currently playing. After a minute or 2 of listening, he speaks."
-Genocide-
Damn, this song kicks all sorts of ass, I might just use this as my new theme.
"Genocide jots down the name, and leans back in his recliner, passing out."
TUESDAY 5:56 PM
"It is a rainy, Tuesday afternoon, Genocide is still sleeping in his brown recliner, and the windows are slightly fogged up. Genocide slowly begins to wake up, suddenly, a loud crack of thunder immediately jolts him up, and he looks outside the window, and rolls his eyes. Genocide stretches his arms and legs, stands up, and tretches some more. He stumbles over to his answering machine, and tiringly presses the Play button."
-Makaveli-
Hey Geno, I know I was going to call and tell you, but i'm real busy, I may end up calling you later anyway, but yea. I've decided on your opponents. You will compete in a triple threat match, against James Bohne and.....MYSTERY.
"The second he heres "That" word, his eyes widen, then he snaps out of it. Laughing."
-Genocide-
Hahahahahahaha....that Boogeyman knockoff? This should be interesting. He is one of the biggest egomaniacs, second to that of Franchise.
"Genocide shakes his head while grinning, and the phone begins to ring. Genocide walks over, and picks up."
-Genocide-
Hello?
-Makaveli-
Geno, you get my message?
-Genocide-
Yes, yes I did, you do realise thing seems more like a one on one to me right?
-Makaveli-
Now Geno, respect your fellow competitors.
-Genocide-
Hehe.
-Makaveli-
Geno, how about you cut a promo at our very first house show tonight? Right there in New York City?
-Genocide-
Sounds great, around what time?
-Makaveli-
Seven, on the dot.
-Genocide-
Works for me.
-Makaveli-
Very Good. Knock them dead tonight Geno, and please, not LITERALLY.
-Genocide-
Hehe, i'll try, later.
"Genocide hangs up, and walks over to a window, gazing at the cars speeding by. It is now 6:25 in the afternoon. Genocide turns his head, looking for his dufflebag. Geno picks up the phone once again, and dials the number of his limo driver. The phone rings, he picks up.
-Limo Driver-
Hello?
-Genocide-
Yea, Brian, can you pick me up in about 10 minutes man?
-Brian AKA Limo Driver-
Yea sure no problem, where we going?
-Genocide-
House show.
-Brian AKA Limo Driver-
Ok, be there as soon as possible.
-Genocide-
Ok, see you then.
"Genocide once again hangs up, and throwns on his Nikes.
"Ten minutes later, the Limo arrives, and Genocide jolts downstairs, and hops in. 30 minutes later, they arrive. And Genocide dashes into the building. He enters the locker room, and quickly changes into his ring gear. Then, someone knocks."
-Genocide-
Come in.
-Some Guy-
Four minutes to start.
-Genocide-
Ok, thanks.
"Genocide nods at him, and he heads out to the behind of the curtain, as the show is about to begin."
-Ring Announcer-
Ladies and Gentlemen, please give a very warm welcome, to a man who is making his in-ring return to the wrestling business, the one and only.....GENOCIDE!
"The crowd erupts into a series of cheers, as Broken Man by Submersed blasts over the loudspeaker. The whole arena begins chanting his name."
-Crowd-
GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE! GENOCIDE!
"Genocide begins making his way to the ring, slapping every hand he can reach, as he reaches the ring, he walks around it, slapping everybodies hand, nodding at everybody. After he has thanked everyone in the front row, he slides into the ring, microphone in hand. He tries to speak, but the crowd is just too excited to let up. After a few minutes of a well needed welcome back, they finally settle, and Genocide begins to speak."
-Genocide-
Well, I never thought i'd say this, but, IT'S GOOD TO BE BACK!
"Crowd once again erupts into cheers."
-Genocide-
Yea, yea. I never thought i'd ever again step into the squared circle. But, after some smartass, sneaky persuasion by Makaveli. I've decided to give the business one more run. And, as it seems, my opponents in my return match, of which is part of a tournament for the World title by the way, are James Bohne, and Mystery.
"Crowd has mix of cheers, and boo's."
-Genocide-
Now, I didn't come out here to make childish jokes, like saying James Bohner, or garbage like that. Thats just a sad attempt at getting cheers. I don't even know who the guy is, but in my eyes, he seems like the random no-namer thatwas tossed into the match, so neither I, nor Mystery, lose our credibility, when one of us pins him for the 123. Which will be ME obviously. Mystery, I know you guys all know him, he is one of the biggest egomaniacs in this business, second to that of the Franchise. Ego or not, he can back it up...to a certain extent anyway. It honestly seems like a one on one to me. Genocide vs Mystery, with some extra baggage to rough up. Now that thats out of the way, I bet you all are wondering where I have been over the past year. Well, I have been focusing on more personal things, like, getting my education, crap like that. I am sixteen after all. But, i'm back for now, and if this is my last run, I plan on going out with a bang, and making it a memorable one. So make sure you tune in on the 29th, at Side Effect. Genocide vs James Bohne vs Mystery, even though Bohne doesn't seem to be anything special, it should be a good match. I will advance, no chance will I screw up my return. You don't like it? DEAL WITH IT.
"Genocide drops the microphone, and slides out of the ring, once again circling the ring, slapping hands, and stopping to sign autographs. He continues to do this all the way up the ramp, as the scene begins to go black."
[END SCENE]
[OCC: Hehe, I guess I still got some RP left in me.]