Post by Sub-Zer0 on Mar 20, 2010 18:29:52 GMT -5
a Sub-Zer0 roleplay ;;
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// Act I
// Prologue/Blog
// Night
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3/17/10
Sub-Zer0 vs Azazel. What the heck was that for? Crimson just formed and now Affy throws this junk at me? I wanted a tag match and against some punks like Juvi or something. I mean I've been collecting ring rust for a while now, and now my first match back I gotta face one of the best superstars that I've ever signed paper work for. I'm trying to be more like a superstar on screen and chairman off screen. I'll be taking whatever challenge Affy gives me, I'll take on whoever comes my way. I must admit this wasn't totally unexpected. I mean after me and Scorp came out to the ring and talked about Synthesis I'm sure neither part of Synthesis liked that. Azazel being a part of The Brotherhood, also known as being one half of Synthesis, is looking forward to taking over the show. That's rather laughable. I created the show, I run the show. Aye, I got ahead of myself. I forgot my chairman persona will not be aired from this point on. Azazel is a tough guy. He's got some problems but I've had somewhat some respect for him. When I came out a weeks prior to date, I mentioned how every single superstar here was an arrogant punk. Well that was true for most part, but I can honestly say that Jacob was one of the very few people on the list of people I didn't hate. This overstatement however, will not get in the way of any feelings or destructive patterns I may show him inside the ring. Dang, if this isn't a busy week I have no idea what is. I got about 3 meetings this week, and my wife's been bugging up my butt all week to go. So I finally just said yes to end the blabbering. The next 2 are with people I want to punch in the face and they won't get whatever they called me down for. On top of that I have only 2 suits so 1 is gonna have to be worn twice. And only to make things better I still gotta get back into shape. I haven't touched a weight in three years and haven't hit the treadmills in at least five. It'll all be worth it once I get my first three count in nearly four years. A bit exciting yes, but I'm gonna have to go through lots of crap before triumph. A voyage must begin with one single step. Well I'm off to bed. Got my first meeting tomorrow. Fun Fun Fun.
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// Act II
// Prologue/Blog
// Morning
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3/18/10[/b]
Wake up sunshine! Breakfast in bed. I swear for an annoying hot wife she makes the best waffles to kick start your day. Now for some serious stuff, going to have to clean up this nice syrup stain from my jacket. Aye, that's okay, I'm just gonna triple up. I've never been the cleanest of people. Well I'm on aboard and looking forward to finally hit the gym. Usually these types of things are in the evening but I've agreed and gave consent to a nice 10 o'clock sharp one. I think I may be cutting Steph off the soda on the plane. Babbing on a bit. Were about to land, so I'm gonna close this up. Can't beat a short flight with a full belly.[/color]
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// Act III
// In The Air
// Morning
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3/17/10[/b]
Sub-Zer0 is on the plane, zombie-like appearance. Still tired and not being used to an early riser, the 5-star servant approaches the Chairman of Evolved Wrestling.
«--{ Waitress }--»
Can i get you anything, sir?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I'm alright, Thanks.
«--{ Waitress }--»
Hmm.... Are you alone?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Actually my wife is using the restroom but thanks for the offer.
Looking somewhat disappointed, the hostess walks off delivering a margarita later ordered by Stephanie. She comes back and sits back down next to Sub-Zer0 putting her head underneath Sub's arm.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
See, now aren't you glad I came?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Hah, to be honest I was expecting a bit worse. This is fine.
Sub reaches down and kisses his wife's forehead.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
So are you sure you can take on Azazel? I mean I've been tuning in lately, are you in that kind of physical condition?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
If you want the truth probably not, it'll take almost everything I have to walk out of the match alive, much less the victor. I'll hit the weights but I'm sure I can't be to out of shape, right?
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Ha, I'm sure you'll do fine.
«--{ Waitress }--»
Can I get you anything, madam?
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Hmm, what's on the alcoholic side of the menu?
The waitress gives a bit of a vile haste on her face at the sight of Sub's wife and cops a bit of an attitude towards Steph. Of course, the ditzy blonde doesn't catch on.
«--{ Waitress }--»
You name it we got it.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Your finest wine,
Steph pauses and giggles batting her eyes at Sub for a moment.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
You don't mind sweety do you?
Sub-Zer0 chuckles and replies.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I don't care, we'll split.
The waitress puts her nose in the air, and runs off. She comes back and delivers the wine as Sub takes care of some important paper work for Evolved Wrestling.
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// Act IV
// Post-Meeting
// Evening
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The meeting went fine, a bit boring but now Sub knows he needs to serious prepare if he's going to stand any type of chance against the Heroine Whore, Jacob Azazel. Sub finds the nearest gym, and begins to work out when he catches a familiar face. Sub gets up from the bench bar and sits on the seat looking up at a cut fan.
«--{ Fan }--»
I'm a huge fan, may... may, I.... may I have your autograph?
Sub-Zer0 gazes up at what has to be the biggest smile he has ever seen in his life. The fan looks very heart set on it, already holding out a singlet and a very thick marker.
«--{ Fan }--»
I'd be honored.
The face's smile soon dies down a bit. Sub smiles and signs it.
«--{ Fan }--»
Oh my god, thanks so much!
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Your what keeps me going kid, don't sweat. The least I can do to be honest.
«--{ Fan }--»
I know you can beat Azazel, I know you haven't wrestled in a while but I'm dying to see you back in action. I've never been a fan of the huge invasion stables.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well, I don't know, you crawl before the walk and you walk before you run and it feels like I'm a rookie all over again. I'm sure when I bounce off the ropes a few times it'll all hit me.
«--{ Fan }--»
I love your wrestling style, I mean I know there are power houses and arielists and what not, but your what I consider a true wrestler. Submissions, grappling, ground game, all that stuff. I wanna be strong and do all that technical crap you do as well.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well yeah of course there are all sorts of types of styles. I'm the kinda kid that fell in love with wrestling in high school. I never made it to state though, big muscle head beat me my senior year. So you in college or high school or what?
«--{ Fan }--»
Junior at West Side High.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Ah, you wrestle for your school?
«--{ Fan }--»
Yeah, I should be wrestling state right now, but I got eliminated at Semi-State by some steroid mongoid. This guy could not have been in my weight class.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Nice nice, I didn't make it past regionals my Junior year, so it seems your ahead of me. By the way, I never even caught your name.
«--{ Fan }--»
Patterson. Steve Patterson.
Steve flashes a corny little smile. Sub can't help but smile at the young scout.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Nice to meet ya, just keep following in your own footsteps. I was just like you. Oh and a bit of a pointer, don't rely sorely on technical ability. Especially when there are no weight classes in EW. There are no weight classes, I can't use that for everything. There will be those muscle heads that will stomp you the chance they get, no matter how good you can out maneuver them.
«--{ Steve Patterson }--»
Well hey, can you spot me?
Sub chuckles and goes off with Steve, helping him lift. After which, Sub-Zer0 walks out of the gym to go hit the hay for the night.
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// Act V
// Prologue/Blog // Chaos
// Show Time
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Time is definitely flying a lot faster than I have expected. I think I am somewhat ready for this. I'm gonna go lace up the boots and get ready to address the crowd on EW's Monday Night Chaos.
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// Act VI
// Chaos
// Monday
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The scene opens with Sub-Zer0 walking out of his gamma white limo. He puts one foot out, hesitates, and pulls out the other standing up as the driver closes his door behind him. As Sub-Zer0 thanks him, he walks out and takes a deep breath of air. He continues to walk down as the camera is following him down as he walks as the commentators speak of tonight's show. Sub-Zer0 walks out of the view of the camera as it fades.
Later
The crowd is on their seats. As a match previously just shown gets cut, the crowd is dormant for a moment. Soon, the oh so famous music happens to erupt on Monday Night Chaos.
Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell!?
I'm a Live Wire
Fire works explode. Silver shiners fall to the ground. The man that created all the havoc is now just walking out, as "Live Wire" plays by AC/DC. The crowd explodes out of their seats, cheering and whistling. Sub-Zer0 takes a breath and takes his first step towards the ring, stops and gazes into the ceiling. The shiners stop and the fireworks are still popping. The crowd, confused, slows down but there are still small chants, most giving a positive vibe. Some members of the crowd are booing and chanting negatively as the crowd usually did back in the old days of Evolved. Sub-Zer0 continues to walk down the ramp and gives out his titanic signature taunt, Cold Blooded, crossing two of his thumbs extending outwords with his fingers. The fireworks give one more final pop before Sub-Zer0 takes a walk down to the ring, continuing. A few fans offer high fives but Sub-Zer0 refuses. Sub-Zer0 crawls up the steel steps, staggers down the side of the ring, looks a few fans in their eyes, and walks in. Sub-Zer0 acquires a microphone and begins to speak as he gazes upon the Monday Night Chaos Crowd.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well I bet you didn't think you'd see me taking on Azazel. I've said it once and I've said it again, I've always had somewhat some respect for mister Heroine addict. But I am kind of glad I'm facing a man of Jacob. Azazel, well, he's a crack whore. He's going to be needing to shoot up between each move. It's not like me to be talking crap about my opponents, especially if I don't hate them, but I must say, win or lose, I am really going to appreciate the opportunity to step into the squared circle with mr Azazel. My record may not have been to impressive lately, and I know that my opponent's has been on a rather hot streak lately, but I'm going to take my record on a rise. But I mean, let's face it, Azazel is a tag team wrestler. He's not used to doing all of the work. He's only used to doing half of the work, leaving Synthesis or The Brotherhood to do the work for him. He's either tagged in to get the 1, 2, 3, or he's already got the dirty work done for him.
The crowd begins to pop.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I mean seriously, he doesn't nor has he ever had what it takes to be a single' competitor. Oh sure, he;s actually been in singles matches, but what has he done in them? He's won a few but as I have stated before he just either goes in for the easy sloppy pickup or has somebody else do the work. I've always been one of those people who backed up whatever little smack talk they tossed around. I was always the victor of triumph in all the stupid bar fights. I've done it all. I'm not by any means the biggest guy around, I may not e the smallest guy around, but I will use any and everything to successfully pick up one of my first victories since my return. I, being one of the most versatile wrestlers in the world, also makes me one of the most dangerous guys in the world. I can make you tap out by the oh sop famous Hail Storm, or I can pin you by hitting the Pendulum. Hell, I don't even need to hit any of those moves on you, I can grab a chair while the ref's not looking.
Sub-Zer0 gets ahold of himself while he rants and slows down. The crowd gives a mild cheer.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Hell, I might not need any of that crap. Maybe I will be able to just walk down to the ring and be able to give Azazel one hell of a run. Then there's always the possibility that I may not even have a chance. I may be out here blabbing my
mouth only to get the biggest ass kicking and wake-up call of my life. One of my favorite quotations will help revolve this match. Only time will tell. Only time will tell what happens between one of the biggest stars EW has to offer, and the man who created it. That, is what time will tell.
Sub-Zer0 drops the mic and heads out.
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// End Act VI
// End RP
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[/size][/center][/blockquote]«--{ Waitress }--»
Can i get you anything, sir?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I'm alright, Thanks.
«--{ Waitress }--»
Hmm.... Are you alone?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Actually my wife is using the restroom but thanks for the offer.
Looking somewhat disappointed, the hostess walks off delivering a margarita later ordered by Stephanie. She comes back and sits back down next to Sub-Zer0 putting her head underneath Sub's arm.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
See, now aren't you glad I came?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Hah, to be honest I was expecting a bit worse. This is fine.
Sub reaches down and kisses his wife's forehead.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
So are you sure you can take on Azazel? I mean I've been tuning in lately, are you in that kind of physical condition?
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
If you want the truth probably not, it'll take almost everything I have to walk out of the match alive, much less the victor. I'll hit the weights but I'm sure I can't be to out of shape, right?
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Ha, I'm sure you'll do fine.
«--{ Waitress }--»
Can I get you anything, madam?
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Hmm, what's on the alcoholic side of the menu?
The waitress gives a bit of a vile haste on her face at the sight of Sub's wife and cops a bit of an attitude towards Steph. Of course, the ditzy blonde doesn't catch on.
«--{ Waitress }--»
You name it we got it.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
Your finest wine,
Steph pauses and giggles batting her eyes at Sub for a moment.
«--{ Steph | Mrs. Zer0 }--»
You don't mind sweety do you?
Sub-Zer0 chuckles and replies.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I don't care, we'll split.
The waitress puts her nose in the air, and runs off. She comes back and delivers the wine as Sub takes care of some important paper work for Evolved Wrestling.
_______________________________
// Act IV
// Post-Meeting
// Evening
_______________________________
The meeting went fine, a bit boring but now Sub knows he needs to serious prepare if he's going to stand any type of chance against the Heroine Whore, Jacob Azazel. Sub finds the nearest gym, and begins to work out when he catches a familiar face. Sub gets up from the bench bar and sits on the seat looking up at a cut fan.
«--{ Fan }--»
I'm a huge fan, may... may, I.... may I have your autograph?
Sub-Zer0 gazes up at what has to be the biggest smile he has ever seen in his life. The fan looks very heart set on it, already holding out a singlet and a very thick marker.
«--{ Fan }--»
I'd be honored.
The face's smile soon dies down a bit. Sub smiles and signs it.
«--{ Fan }--»
Oh my god, thanks so much!
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Your what keeps me going kid, don't sweat. The least I can do to be honest.
«--{ Fan }--»
I know you can beat Azazel, I know you haven't wrestled in a while but I'm dying to see you back in action. I've never been a fan of the huge invasion stables.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well, I don't know, you crawl before the walk and you walk before you run and it feels like I'm a rookie all over again. I'm sure when I bounce off the ropes a few times it'll all hit me.
«--{ Fan }--»
I love your wrestling style, I mean I know there are power houses and arielists and what not, but your what I consider a true wrestler. Submissions, grappling, ground game, all that stuff. I wanna be strong and do all that technical crap you do as well.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well yeah of course there are all sorts of types of styles. I'm the kinda kid that fell in love with wrestling in high school. I never made it to state though, big muscle head beat me my senior year. So you in college or high school or what?
«--{ Fan }--»
Junior at West Side High.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Ah, you wrestle for your school?
«--{ Fan }--»
Yeah, I should be wrestling state right now, but I got eliminated at Semi-State by some steroid mongoid. This guy could not have been in my weight class.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Nice nice, I didn't make it past regionals my Junior year, so it seems your ahead of me. By the way, I never even caught your name.
«--{ Fan }--»
Patterson. Steve Patterson.
Steve flashes a corny little smile. Sub can't help but smile at the young scout.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Nice to meet ya, just keep following in your own footsteps. I was just like you. Oh and a bit of a pointer, don't rely sorely on technical ability. Especially when there are no weight classes in EW. There are no weight classes, I can't use that for everything. There will be those muscle heads that will stomp you the chance they get, no matter how good you can out maneuver them.
«--{ Steve Patterson }--»
Well hey, can you spot me?
Sub chuckles and goes off with Steve, helping him lift. After which, Sub-Zer0 walks out of the gym to go hit the hay for the night.
_______________________________
// Act V
// Prologue/Blog // Chaos
// Show Time
_______________________________
Time is definitely flying a lot faster than I have expected. I think I am somewhat ready for this. I'm gonna go lace up the boots and get ready to address the crowd on EW's Monday Night Chaos.
_______________________________
// Act VI
// Chaos
// Monday
_______________________________
The scene opens with Sub-Zer0 walking out of his gamma white limo. He puts one foot out, hesitates, and pulls out the other standing up as the driver closes his door behind him. As Sub-Zer0 thanks him, he walks out and takes a deep breath of air. He continues to walk down as the camera is following him down as he walks as the commentators speak of tonight's show. Sub-Zer0 walks out of the view of the camera as it fades.
Later
The crowd is on their seats. As a match previously just shown gets cut, the crowd is dormant for a moment. Soon, the oh so famous music happens to erupt on Monday Night Chaos.
Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than a rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell!?
I'm a Live Wire
Fire works explode. Silver shiners fall to the ground. The man that created all the havoc is now just walking out, as "Live Wire" plays by AC/DC. The crowd explodes out of their seats, cheering and whistling. Sub-Zer0 takes a breath and takes his first step towards the ring, stops and gazes into the ceiling. The shiners stop and the fireworks are still popping. The crowd, confused, slows down but there are still small chants, most giving a positive vibe. Some members of the crowd are booing and chanting negatively as the crowd usually did back in the old days of Evolved. Sub-Zer0 continues to walk down the ramp and gives out his titanic signature taunt, Cold Blooded, crossing two of his thumbs extending outwords with his fingers. The fireworks give one more final pop before Sub-Zer0 takes a walk down to the ring, continuing. A few fans offer high fives but Sub-Zer0 refuses. Sub-Zer0 crawls up the steel steps, staggers down the side of the ring, looks a few fans in their eyes, and walks in. Sub-Zer0 acquires a microphone and begins to speak as he gazes upon the Monday Night Chaos Crowd.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Well I bet you didn't think you'd see me taking on Azazel. I've said it once and I've said it again, I've always had somewhat some respect for mister Heroine addict. But I am kind of glad I'm facing a man of Jacob. Azazel, well, he's a crack whore. He's going to be needing to shoot up between each move. It's not like me to be talking crap about my opponents, especially if I don't hate them, but I must say, win or lose, I am really going to appreciate the opportunity to step into the squared circle with mr Azazel. My record may not have been to impressive lately, and I know that my opponent's has been on a rather hot streak lately, but I'm going to take my record on a rise. But I mean, let's face it, Azazel is a tag team wrestler. He's not used to doing all of the work. He's only used to doing half of the work, leaving Synthesis or The Brotherhood to do the work for him. He's either tagged in to get the 1, 2, 3, or he's already got the dirty work done for him.
The crowd begins to pop.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
I mean seriously, he doesn't nor has he ever had what it takes to be a single' competitor. Oh sure, he;s actually been in singles matches, but what has he done in them? He's won a few but as I have stated before he just either goes in for the easy sloppy pickup or has somebody else do the work. I've always been one of those people who backed up whatever little smack talk they tossed around. I was always the victor of triumph in all the stupid bar fights. I've done it all. I'm not by any means the biggest guy around, I may not e the smallest guy around, but I will use any and everything to successfully pick up one of my first victories since my return. I, being one of the most versatile wrestlers in the world, also makes me one of the most dangerous guys in the world. I can make you tap out by the oh sop famous Hail Storm, or I can pin you by hitting the Pendulum. Hell, I don't even need to hit any of those moves on you, I can grab a chair while the ref's not looking.
Sub-Zer0 gets ahold of himself while he rants and slows down. The crowd gives a mild cheer.
«--{ The King Of Cold | Sub-Zer0 }--»
Hell, I might not need any of that crap. Maybe I will be able to just walk down to the ring and be able to give Azazel one hell of a run. Then there's always the possibility that I may not even have a chance. I may be out here blabbing my
mouth only to get the biggest ass kicking and wake-up call of my life. One of my favorite quotations will help revolve this match. Only time will tell. Only time will tell what happens between one of the biggest stars EW has to offer, and the man who created it. That, is what time will tell.
Sub-Zer0 drops the mic and heads out.
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// End Act VI
// End RP
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