Post by Calvin on Mar 7, 2007 12:52:48 GMT -5
Cheering is heard from all over. It echoes throughout the area. Clapping, and whistling is the more specific noises. But mix together, it all sounds the same. Kinda like a sporting event of some sort. People are standing all over. They are all in front and to the sides. The scent of beer reeks off of pretty much every person. Beer and nachos. The perfect match for when you’re having fun. They all are wearing shirts of random people, that no one has heard of. The guess would be that there is about one thousand people here. Calvin Lee walks up to the group of people in front, and taps one on the shoulder. He screams something, that is cut out by the extreme noise of cheering, but the person seemed to hear it as he moved to the side and Calvin Lee starts to walk through the crowd. Making his way past each smelly, dirty person. As he makes his way through, the visual of a ring can be seen. A square ring, with four posts, and two men are in the centre. What they are doing, is not available to be discovered just yet however, but with Lee making his way through that mystery is soon to be solved. He makes it past the last person, and now in front of everyone, and up against what seems to be a guard rail, Calvin Lee looks up at the ring, and he sees two men, who appear to be boxing. With gloves. Red gloves to be exact, the two men box each other out. Hitting each other in the face, while attempting to block the opponent’s next blast to the cheek. Calvin Lee watches in amazement that neither man has gone down. Sweat pours down off both boxers as they seem to have been doing this for a while. With one look at the clock, it is seen that we are in the ninth round of this match. Both men are dancing as they are getting very tired, and really dizzy. Calvin Lee screams out something which still can’t be heard over the crowd. Calvin Lee gets his arm up and starts to shake it in the air with extreme anger. Seconds later a couple people around him start to do the same. And before anyone knows it, everyone in the crowd is shaking their fists at one of the men in the ring. The one with the blue shorts. He has the other man, the one in with the black shorts, right where he wants him. Right against the ropes. He gets a shot in, right against the cheek, and then a quick uppercut to the chin has the man twirling, as if he just had the wind knocked out of him. The determination in the eyes of the blue shorts boxer grows as he takes one step back, and begins to wind up. The crowd starts to road.
Crowd: TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT!!
The boxer hears this. The shape of a fist is made through the gloves as he steps back for a second, and steps forward and with one swing of his right arm, the nails the cheek of the black shorts boxer and he goes to the ground hard. Right on his chest and face. The blue shorts boxer steps back as the referee walks over and starts the count. He makes it nine and then…
Referee: TEN!!!
DING DING DING!!!!! The match is over. The boxer in the blue shorts has won. The crowd goes insane as the ref raises the left arm of the boxer. He is the winner by knockout. He looks out at the fans, and sees Calvin Lee. Calvin Lee looks up as they see eye to eye. Calvin Lee shows the motion of his head nodding at the boxer. The boxer nods back. Calvin Lee then walks back into the drunken crowd. The referee lets go of the boxer’s arm.
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The match is over. The smell is horrible. Sweat smells so bad. It’s all over this room, which is filled with lockers and benches. Blue walls, with one window to try to vent the room, which obviously isn’t working. It doesn’t take long to see that this is a locker room. One man is in the room. His blue shorts give away that this is the boxer that was just in the fight. The one who won via knock out. He’s got a towel in hand, and he’s just finishing drying the sweat off of him. He puts the towel over his shoulder, and sits down on one of the benches. He puts his elbows on his knees, and rests his head in his hands. He looks down at the floor, until he hears the sound of a knocking. Someone is at the door. He gets up off the bench, and walks over to the door. He turns the knob and opens the door. It’s Calvin Lee. He opens it wide, and lets Calvin Lee in. he then closes the door behind him. He returns to the bench and sits down again. Calvin Lee sits down at a bench in front of him. Lee looks at the man, sweat still covering his whole forehead.
[/b] This is the man. This is the man I have been looking for. I’ve been looking for him for so long. Now I have found him. He’s such a good boxer, but he’s a greater wrestler. I’ve seen him in action. He’s great. He has everything. The courage. The determination. The aggressiveness. Everything. He’s perfect. He’s who I need to be by my side in WFWF. He’s who I know won’t backstab me. He’s my new tag team partner, and soon co-winner of the WFWF tag team titles.[/b][/color][/size]
Calvin Lee grins for a second, and opens his mouth to speak.
Calvin Lee: It’s been too long.
Boxer: Far too long.
Calvin Lee: I always knew you would be able to pull off the boxing career. But I truly think you’re a far better wrestler.
Boxer: This has been my life ever since I left the WFWF. I never thought I would leave it. However, I am always willing to help a friend in need. And it sounds there’s a lot of piss ants at the WFWF now who need to be taught a lesson.
Calvin Lee: Exactly, and with you there, I am willing to do that. I need your help, and I’m so glad you are willing to help me out. I need you to help me with so many things. There’s so much wrong with the WFWF.
For example, one of our owners owns the WFWF title. Then we have the tag team titles, which are being held by no name super stars. And then we have people, who are allowed to stab whoever they want in the back. That’s just not right.
Boxer: Yes you told me. And I am more then willing to help you make what’s right in the WFWF. We will fix this problem, together. You and me will dominate once again.
Calvin Lee: Yes exactly. Everyone is guessing who you are. I find it quite funny, because they all keep guessing wrong. No one remembers you, I don’t think anyone even fears you anymore.
Oh does he ever hate hearing that. He lives off fear. Fear is how he destroys. He will not be successful unless all is feared by him.
Boxer: Ok that takes it. I’m ready Calvin Lee. I am coming back to the WFWF. I am going to show up, and show everyone why they should fear me. I am going to make an impact. I’m always good at that.
Calvin Lee: Yes, and I would also love your support for my main event match against Obo, Johnny Michaels and Trent Draven.
Boxer: Hahaha, I remember them all. They were so sad and pathetic.
Calvin Lee: Obo main evented the last PPV, only because I was weak when I faced him in the tournament. However, Obo lost, and apparently he’s getting a rematch, which I believe is completely stupid, because we all know he’s just gonna lose again, but whatever.
Poor Obo, he’s just gonna lose again. It sucks to be embarrassed and humiliated once, but on two PPVs in a row?? Now that hurts. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna let you get me again. I was weak when we last faced, now I’m strong, and ready.
Boxer: WAIT! Didn’t Trent die?
Calvin Lee: Nah, he just faked his own death.
Boxer: That’s kinda sad.
Calvin Lee: Yes, I guess he couldn’t take how sad he was at owning the WFWF. So he “killed himself” and then came back two weeks later, and lasted another like month or so, and left again. Even if he does beat me, he’s not a threat. I bet you he will be gone by April.
Oh Trent. Why did you return? To embarrass yourself again? I mean, you were the worst owner I’ve ever seen. Then you faked your own death, only to return and leave once again. You can’t take the WFWF. So why are you here? Some people just don’t make sense.
Boxer: He owned the WFWF? And he was the worse? You mean there was someone worse then Johnny Michaels? Is that possible?
Calvin Lee: Yep, apparently so.
Boxer: Haha, I didn’t think that was possible. Mr Movie star. I think he’s just on acid or something.
Calvin Lee: That would explain SO MUCH. But I don’t think he is. Unless that’s where all his money goes. He did leave too, and just had the most boring match ever against the most boring wrestler ever. Zmaster. Whatever, he’s washed up. He won’t last long.
Not to mention the fact that well, he’s no where near on top of his game. So I am going to take full advantage of that. I am going to get him when he’s weak. Just like what Obo did to me. I learn from my mistakes. And I am going to prove that.
Boxer: Damn. Man you have this match. Its in the bag. There’s no way you can lose. You don’t even need my support. But I want to be in your corner when you destroy these worthless opponents. Where did all the WFWF talent go to?
Calvin Lee: What talent? This place is in horrible shape. The only good talent really is EBR. And well, we all know what he’s good for.
Boxer: Back stabbers who only are with you to make money? Then dump you when they have what they want?
Calvin Lee: Pretty much, yeah.
Boxer: That sounds like one of my ex girl friends. It’s funny that he would take that kind of appearance these days. He’s changed so much.
Calvin Lee: He was fine until Al left and the Anointed died. That changed all of the WFWF, to worse then what it was before. But were gonna change that.
Boxer: Yes we will. We’re gonna take it all. Starting with this four way match, and then moving onto teaching back stabbers a lesson, and then the WFWF tag team titles. And from there, we can only rise up through the rankings and take over the WFWF.
Calvin Lee: Now that’s what I love to hear from you.
Boxer: Well, I have to have a shower. It was nice to see you again. Don’t worry about I am here to help you. You’ll see me at the show. Infact, you’ll see me making my impact. And I hope you enjoy it.
Calvin Lee: Ok man, I’ll see you soon. See you later.
Calvin Lee holds out his hand for a hand shake. The boxer accepts and with his hard grip and hold, they shake hands. Calvin Lee gets up, and walks over to the door, and opens it. He walks out and closes the door behind him. The boxer takes the towel off his shoulder and rests it on the bench as he walks into the shower area.
Crowd: TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT! TAKE HIM OUT!!
The boxer hears this. The shape of a fist is made through the gloves as he steps back for a second, and steps forward and with one swing of his right arm, the nails the cheek of the black shorts boxer and he goes to the ground hard. Right on his chest and face. The blue shorts boxer steps back as the referee walks over and starts the count. He makes it nine and then…
Referee: TEN!!!
DING DING DING!!!!! The match is over. The boxer in the blue shorts has won. The crowd goes insane as the ref raises the left arm of the boxer. He is the winner by knockout. He looks out at the fans, and sees Calvin Lee. Calvin Lee looks up as they see eye to eye. Calvin Lee shows the motion of his head nodding at the boxer. The boxer nods back. Calvin Lee then walks back into the drunken crowd. The referee lets go of the boxer’s arm.
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The match is over. The smell is horrible. Sweat smells so bad. It’s all over this room, which is filled with lockers and benches. Blue walls, with one window to try to vent the room, which obviously isn’t working. It doesn’t take long to see that this is a locker room. One man is in the room. His blue shorts give away that this is the boxer that was just in the fight. The one who won via knock out. He’s got a towel in hand, and he’s just finishing drying the sweat off of him. He puts the towel over his shoulder, and sits down on one of the benches. He puts his elbows on his knees, and rests his head in his hands. He looks down at the floor, until he hears the sound of a knocking. Someone is at the door. He gets up off the bench, and walks over to the door. He turns the knob and opens the door. It’s Calvin Lee. He opens it wide, and lets Calvin Lee in. he then closes the door behind him. He returns to the bench and sits down again. Calvin Lee sits down at a bench in front of him. Lee looks at the man, sweat still covering his whole forehead.
[/b] This is the man. This is the man I have been looking for. I’ve been looking for him for so long. Now I have found him. He’s such a good boxer, but he’s a greater wrestler. I’ve seen him in action. He’s great. He has everything. The courage. The determination. The aggressiveness. Everything. He’s perfect. He’s who I need to be by my side in WFWF. He’s who I know won’t backstab me. He’s my new tag team partner, and soon co-winner of the WFWF tag team titles.[/b][/color][/size]
Calvin Lee grins for a second, and opens his mouth to speak.
Calvin Lee: It’s been too long.
Boxer: Far too long.
Calvin Lee: I always knew you would be able to pull off the boxing career. But I truly think you’re a far better wrestler.
Boxer: This has been my life ever since I left the WFWF. I never thought I would leave it. However, I am always willing to help a friend in need. And it sounds there’s a lot of piss ants at the WFWF now who need to be taught a lesson.
Calvin Lee: Exactly, and with you there, I am willing to do that. I need your help, and I’m so glad you are willing to help me out. I need you to help me with so many things. There’s so much wrong with the WFWF.
For example, one of our owners owns the WFWF title. Then we have the tag team titles, which are being held by no name super stars. And then we have people, who are allowed to stab whoever they want in the back. That’s just not right.
Boxer: Yes you told me. And I am more then willing to help you make what’s right in the WFWF. We will fix this problem, together. You and me will dominate once again.
Calvin Lee: Yes exactly. Everyone is guessing who you are. I find it quite funny, because they all keep guessing wrong. No one remembers you, I don’t think anyone even fears you anymore.
Oh does he ever hate hearing that. He lives off fear. Fear is how he destroys. He will not be successful unless all is feared by him.
Boxer: Ok that takes it. I’m ready Calvin Lee. I am coming back to the WFWF. I am going to show up, and show everyone why they should fear me. I am going to make an impact. I’m always good at that.
Calvin Lee: Yes, and I would also love your support for my main event match against Obo, Johnny Michaels and Trent Draven.
Boxer: Hahaha, I remember them all. They were so sad and pathetic.
Calvin Lee: Obo main evented the last PPV, only because I was weak when I faced him in the tournament. However, Obo lost, and apparently he’s getting a rematch, which I believe is completely stupid, because we all know he’s just gonna lose again, but whatever.
Poor Obo, he’s just gonna lose again. It sucks to be embarrassed and humiliated once, but on two PPVs in a row?? Now that hurts. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna let you get me again. I was weak when we last faced, now I’m strong, and ready.
Boxer: WAIT! Didn’t Trent die?
Calvin Lee: Nah, he just faked his own death.
Boxer: That’s kinda sad.
Calvin Lee: Yes, I guess he couldn’t take how sad he was at owning the WFWF. So he “killed himself” and then came back two weeks later, and lasted another like month or so, and left again. Even if he does beat me, he’s not a threat. I bet you he will be gone by April.
Oh Trent. Why did you return? To embarrass yourself again? I mean, you were the worst owner I’ve ever seen. Then you faked your own death, only to return and leave once again. You can’t take the WFWF. So why are you here? Some people just don’t make sense.
Boxer: He owned the WFWF? And he was the worse? You mean there was someone worse then Johnny Michaels? Is that possible?
Calvin Lee: Yep, apparently so.
Boxer: Haha, I didn’t think that was possible. Mr Movie star. I think he’s just on acid or something.
Calvin Lee: That would explain SO MUCH. But I don’t think he is. Unless that’s where all his money goes. He did leave too, and just had the most boring match ever against the most boring wrestler ever. Zmaster. Whatever, he’s washed up. He won’t last long.
Not to mention the fact that well, he’s no where near on top of his game. So I am going to take full advantage of that. I am going to get him when he’s weak. Just like what Obo did to me. I learn from my mistakes. And I am going to prove that.
Boxer: Damn. Man you have this match. Its in the bag. There’s no way you can lose. You don’t even need my support. But I want to be in your corner when you destroy these worthless opponents. Where did all the WFWF talent go to?
Calvin Lee: What talent? This place is in horrible shape. The only good talent really is EBR. And well, we all know what he’s good for.
Boxer: Back stabbers who only are with you to make money? Then dump you when they have what they want?
Calvin Lee: Pretty much, yeah.
Boxer: That sounds like one of my ex girl friends. It’s funny that he would take that kind of appearance these days. He’s changed so much.
Calvin Lee: He was fine until Al left and the Anointed died. That changed all of the WFWF, to worse then what it was before. But were gonna change that.
Boxer: Yes we will. We’re gonna take it all. Starting with this four way match, and then moving onto teaching back stabbers a lesson, and then the WFWF tag team titles. And from there, we can only rise up through the rankings and take over the WFWF.
Calvin Lee: Now that’s what I love to hear from you.
Boxer: Well, I have to have a shower. It was nice to see you again. Don’t worry about I am here to help you. You’ll see me at the show. Infact, you’ll see me making my impact. And I hope you enjoy it.
Calvin Lee: Ok man, I’ll see you soon. See you later.
Calvin Lee holds out his hand for a hand shake. The boxer accepts and with his hard grip and hold, they shake hands. Calvin Lee gets up, and walks over to the door, and opens it. He walks out and closes the door behind him. The boxer takes the towel off his shoulder and rests it on the bench as he walks into the shower area.
