Post by justintyger on May 27, 2006 18:31:16 GMT -5
The scene comes on to a stone grey ceiling, cracked, and very dirty looking.. A large black and brown roach quickly crawls across the screen.. The scene blurs, moving quickly, a second and stops to see Justin Tyger, wearing a white tank top, baggy jeans, white shoes, and sporting a goatee and slight beard, on a steel fence, head on his arm, deep breathing a little.. There are shelves behind him, with knickknacks filling them.. There is a plain white wall, in bad shape, with cracks in it, behind them.. Justin’s arm slides down, leaving his head against the metal.. Justin signs and lifts his head off the cage.. His mouth opens for a minute, but he doesn’t say anything..
Tyger: Same, the samething happened again.. Me and Cardinal were so close, but we had it ripped away from our lips, from our grasps.. I can‘t believe I blew it, again.. Again.. I failed.. Failure.. Bitter sweet failure.. I‘ve tasted it, so many heartbreaking times.. The taste is getting, it‘s so, spoiled.. Those few, few times I‘ve tasted victory, it was the greatest thing in the world.. I‘ve never tasted anything better.. In fact, there‘s nothing better, than the taste, the great taste of victory.. It‘s sweeter than the sweetest wine.. Better than the best beer.. It better than Pepsi.. It‘s almost better than love.. Having a girlfriend.. Not many know, that a few short weeks ago, while I was here, jobbing to Ninjas, Jaysin, and others, I was the NHBWO World Champion.. No one believed me when I told them, no one.. That moment, was the greatest I‘ve had.. While I was here trying to get a Tag Championship Title, I was a World Champion.. Me and Cardinal deserved the Tag Titles more than Zmaster and Ganador.. Look at ZM, I‘ve been at this as long, or longer than him, and look at all of the credits he has to his name, and look at mine.. You know what it is, it‘s picking favorites.. “ZM is a big dude, let‘s make him a World Champion, a Tag Champion, and put him in the Hall of Fame.. What about this Justin Tyger?? Ehh, he‘s just a spotshow wrestler.. No one cares about him, let‘s make him job to a Ninja, and kick him to the curb.. And ya know what?? People come to see people like me, the “Spotshow wrestlers that no one cares about,” not the guys who stay in a headlock for 20 minutes, that can‘t even go on the top rope.. I‘ve taken the hard way to get where I am.. Look at my face, you don‘t see no flies, no flies.. Look at ZM and Ganador‘s faces.. Their faces look like flies to dead meat.. I love wrestling, and I love to wrestle.. And when you began to hate, what you love, there is something terribly wrong.. A man once said, “It‘s ok to be mediocre.. It‘s ok to be non-controversial, but the greatest men are none of these..” Well, I‘ve not been mediocre, I‘m not normal, and I‘m controversial.. See where it‘s got me?? Nowhere.. See what it has got me?? Pain, failure, and basic insanity.. You know what?? I‘m swallowing my feelings.. I‘m swallowing my pride and I‘m still here in WFWF and wrestling.. Unlike Cardinal, who gave up and quit.... Everyone told me not to say he quit, but that he‘s in jail, but that’s bull, and everyone knows it.. Cardinal and others, Johnny Michaels, Ray Smith, Justa Mazing, have gave up, and took there balls and went back home to Mamma.. I’m not gonna do that.. I’m going to stick around.. Why?? Because I truly love wrestling..
Justin takes a few steps back and runs his hand though his hair..
Since Cardinal gave up, I don‘t have a partner at Scars and Stripes.. But I don‘t care.. I‘ll win the Tag Titles alone.. I‘ll be the Twiztid Killa.. I don‘t care.. You know what.. The Match is a Elimination Tables Match.. You know what?? I will guarantee only one thing in this match.. One thing.. Whether I win, or lose.. I will promise one thing.. I will, WILL, dive.. I‘ll dive off of anything I see, the stage, balconies, rafters, 20 foot ladders, I‘ll stack tables on top of each other, whatever I need to to dive.. I will also, win or lose, someone will get put though The Pyramid of Hell.. For those of you who don‘t know what that is, I‘ll make a pyramid, three on the bottom, two in the middle, and one on the top, with someone on the top one, I’ll set the bottom and middle tables on fire, I’ll dump thousands and thousands and thousands of thumbtacks on you.. Think of that.. Thousands of thumbtacks on you body.. Piercing your skin.. Stabbing into meat, poking organs.. Then I’ll dive off of whatever I can.. Who’ll be up there and when I do it… You don’t know.. I might throw brabwire on it, put some light tubes on it, you never know what I have in my sick, sick ultraviolent mind..
Tyger points and taps his head, and smiles a sick, twisted smile..
I‘m Justin Tyger, I’m not a joke, I’m not a character, I’m not a t-shirt!! I’m the real mothafucking nigga!!
Justin takes a few steps back, runs his hands though his hair, and lets out a heavy sigh..
Believe it!!
He walks off, as we fade to black
Tyger: Same, the samething happened again.. Me and Cardinal were so close, but we had it ripped away from our lips, from our grasps.. I can‘t believe I blew it, again.. Again.. I failed.. Failure.. Bitter sweet failure.. I‘ve tasted it, so many heartbreaking times.. The taste is getting, it‘s so, spoiled.. Those few, few times I‘ve tasted victory, it was the greatest thing in the world.. I‘ve never tasted anything better.. In fact, there‘s nothing better, than the taste, the great taste of victory.. It‘s sweeter than the sweetest wine.. Better than the best beer.. It better than Pepsi.. It‘s almost better than love.. Having a girlfriend.. Not many know, that a few short weeks ago, while I was here, jobbing to Ninjas, Jaysin, and others, I was the NHBWO World Champion.. No one believed me when I told them, no one.. That moment, was the greatest I‘ve had.. While I was here trying to get a Tag Championship Title, I was a World Champion.. Me and Cardinal deserved the Tag Titles more than Zmaster and Ganador.. Look at ZM, I‘ve been at this as long, or longer than him, and look at all of the credits he has to his name, and look at mine.. You know what it is, it‘s picking favorites.. “ZM is a big dude, let‘s make him a World Champion, a Tag Champion, and put him in the Hall of Fame.. What about this Justin Tyger?? Ehh, he‘s just a spotshow wrestler.. No one cares about him, let‘s make him job to a Ninja, and kick him to the curb.. And ya know what?? People come to see people like me, the “Spotshow wrestlers that no one cares about,” not the guys who stay in a headlock for 20 minutes, that can‘t even go on the top rope.. I‘ve taken the hard way to get where I am.. Look at my face, you don‘t see no flies, no flies.. Look at ZM and Ganador‘s faces.. Their faces look like flies to dead meat.. I love wrestling, and I love to wrestle.. And when you began to hate, what you love, there is something terribly wrong.. A man once said, “It‘s ok to be mediocre.. It‘s ok to be non-controversial, but the greatest men are none of these..” Well, I‘ve not been mediocre, I‘m not normal, and I‘m controversial.. See where it‘s got me?? Nowhere.. See what it has got me?? Pain, failure, and basic insanity.. You know what?? I‘m swallowing my feelings.. I‘m swallowing my pride and I‘m still here in WFWF and wrestling.. Unlike Cardinal, who gave up and quit.... Everyone told me not to say he quit, but that he‘s in jail, but that’s bull, and everyone knows it.. Cardinal and others, Johnny Michaels, Ray Smith, Justa Mazing, have gave up, and took there balls and went back home to Mamma.. I’m not gonna do that.. I’m going to stick around.. Why?? Because I truly love wrestling..
Justin takes a few steps back and runs his hand though his hair..
Since Cardinal gave up, I don‘t have a partner at Scars and Stripes.. But I don‘t care.. I‘ll win the Tag Titles alone.. I‘ll be the Twiztid Killa.. I don‘t care.. You know what.. The Match is a Elimination Tables Match.. You know what?? I will guarantee only one thing in this match.. One thing.. Whether I win, or lose.. I will promise one thing.. I will, WILL, dive.. I‘ll dive off of anything I see, the stage, balconies, rafters, 20 foot ladders, I‘ll stack tables on top of each other, whatever I need to to dive.. I will also, win or lose, someone will get put though The Pyramid of Hell.. For those of you who don‘t know what that is, I‘ll make a pyramid, three on the bottom, two in the middle, and one on the top, with someone on the top one, I’ll set the bottom and middle tables on fire, I’ll dump thousands and thousands and thousands of thumbtacks on you.. Think of that.. Thousands of thumbtacks on you body.. Piercing your skin.. Stabbing into meat, poking organs.. Then I’ll dive off of whatever I can.. Who’ll be up there and when I do it… You don’t know.. I might throw brabwire on it, put some light tubes on it, you never know what I have in my sick, sick ultraviolent mind..
Tyger points and taps his head, and smiles a sick, twisted smile..
I‘m Justin Tyger, I’m not a joke, I’m not a character, I’m not a t-shirt!! I’m the real mothafucking nigga!!
Justin takes a few steps back, runs his hands though his hair, and lets out a heavy sigh..
Believe it!!
He walks off, as we fade to black
Is that legal?
But you've still got a chance. This RP was pretty good. Good Luck at S&S!
