Post by Joe Ragnal/Chrysta on Aug 9, 2007 19:02:09 GMT -5
*As is the custom with these scenarios, we look at the world through the camera lens of the guy known as Shelly. It’s a nice, sunny, quiet day down in Sydney, Australia, and Shelly is following Joe around as he walks near the rails surrounding Sydney Harbor, with the Sydney Opera House in view. Joe turns his attention to Shelly, and stops nearby a small café a few yards back.*
Joe: Hey again, GeeDubbers. This week, it’s time for Tribulation…which, for some odd reason, is based off some kinda biblical event. Funny. I never thought of the Coalition being a religious kind of group, yanno?
*Joe just shrugs, then points out into the harbor at the Opera House.*
Joe: Anyway, see that weird looking thing that sembles shells within shells or something like that? That’s where the magic’s gonna be, as the final chapter in this animosity against Eggs, Pickles, and Walruses comes to an end. See, I have faith in the Coalition, more than enough of it that I know that Nikki Venus is going to be on her knees backstage next show asking herself, “Why me?”
*Joe leans against the guardrail and crosses his arms, smiling.*
Joe: But despite being on the Coalition, that’s not my worry right now. My mind’s already thinking of me, myself, and I as it is. First off, there’s my own match for the PPV, where I’ll be teaming with RJ, Alastair, and Kay Hard. The people I’ll be calling my partners are, of course, three fifths of the Uncultured Youths. Is this a bad thing? No, not in the least. Rather, it’s a good thing-aling-aling. See, these guys have a history. Davey Daves and Reckless Jay started the Youths off, WAY back in the Coailition’s start. Wasn’t until a week or two ago they started recruiting, and in my mind, the picked some damn good wrestlers in Murder Inc. and K-Hard. But that’s the good thing about Kev and Reck. They both have a history with one another elsewheres. Whether it was a good teaming or a bad blood feud, I dunno. I just skimmed their Wikis and got bored reading them through.
*As Joe talks, a couple sits down at the café far back behind him. This might not sound important now, but shush. Watch and wait.*
Next up, the boys we’re taking on for the helluvit. The Thunder Knight, Gee Dub’s Tapout champ, and a former World champion…twice. Surely a pinfall over Knight will not only make a man number one contender for his “Tap, dammit, TAP!” belt, but shoot a man like a cannonball into the main event scene, and towards the GWC World title. The rest are well…the rest. I mean, c’mon. Kiddie Alpha. What, did the gamma and beta rays leave their kid at the park one day, he got lost, and found Zakko Warner? Who knows? Not I, said the pig, not I. Next up, there’s Brian Wolf, who’s major accomplishment is…well…um…what’s he done, Shelly?
Shelly: He beat a guy named the Lone Wolf.
*Joe raises an eyebrow at Shelly, as if he expects to hear more out of his mouth.*
Joe:…that’s it?
Shelly: Well, that, and he lost to you in that match for contendership against Skyler.
Joe: Oh yeah, that guy. But, seriously. You mean to tell me that’s all he’s done?
Shelly: Unfortunately.
Joe: Um…wow. That’s sad.
Shelly: Yup.
Joe: Anyways, the last guy on the team is Creeping Death. Or, as mi frere Mike has called him so often, “The Jason Voorhes of pro-wrestling”. To be honest, I’d be a little worried if I was ever in a hardcore match with a dude like that. Seriously, I’d half expect him to pull out a chainsaw…
*As Joe keeps talking, Shelly’s camera zooms in on the couple sitting at the café, which you more than likely know about if you weren’t just skimming this RP to see how long I’ve been writing for. Anyway, commentary aside, Shelly zooms in on the couple, which are kissing for a really long and passionate time. The man can be seen wearing a red hat, hint hint.*
Joe: …and cut like, my hand off or something. And the irony of it all, is that I’d prolly end up getting a chainsaw hand, like that Ash in the Army of Darkness trilogy. Still, that’d be awesome, wou-
Shelly: Joe! SHH!
Joe: What?
Shelly: Take a look who’s behind you.
*Shelly zooms the camera back out as Joe turns around and looks at who’s sitting over yonder. He then turns back to Shelly, jaw dropped, back at the couple, then back to Shelly’s camera with a smile.*
Joe: Well, well, WELL. It’s none other than Mike himself, and he’s not alone. With him is his fiancée, who’s an Australian resident herself, Sasha Pehl. Odds are, the lovers are in continent to visit Sasha’s family.
Shelly: Boy, what are the odds that they’d be here the same weekend that you are, right?
Joe: Right. But now that we know they’re here, let’s spy on them.
Shelly: You seriously expect to sneak on them in broad daylight?
Joe: Look, they’re still kissing. Those two take two minutes to exchange saliva, so their eyes are gonna be closed for a bit. Now c’mon!
*Joe waves for Shelly to follow as he sneakily tiptoes towards the café, and Shelly follows. The duo sneak behind a large bush, where Shelly holds the camera through a hole in the bush, and catches footage of Mike and Sasha, kissing. The couple soon unlock lips, and smile at one another.*
Mike: I love you.
Sasha: I love you too.
*The couple chuckle.*
Mike: So this is a nice change for me, Australia. It’s a little chilly, but I can get used to that.
Sasha: You better. My parents would want us to visit real often.
Mike: Yeah, you’re right…which reminds me. What’re we gonna do about the wedding?
Sasha: Hm…that’s a good question. We were going to have it at WCF, but now that it’s closed…
Mike: We could hold it in a church or something. The only hard part is going to be where.
Sasha: Well, no offense, luv, but my family won’t be able to travel in. But since you and your siblings do so much traveling, and it’s only the three of you…
Mike: Say no more.
Sasha: Terrific.
*Shelly pans the camera to the right of him, showing Joe motioning an invisible whip in his hand, while making a whipping noise. Shelly chuckles, then focuses back on Mike and Sasha, who seem to be looking around for something.*
Sasha:…Well, that was weird.
Mike: You heard it too, right?
Sasha: Yes, not sure what it was, though.
*The couple shrug, then go back to their discussion.*
Sasha: Say…we already agreed that Linda would the the maid of honor…what are we going to do about the best man?
Joe: *whispering* Oh, here it comes…
Mike: Well…we can always get your cousin Jimmy to do it.
Joe: WHAT?!
*Shelly pans the camera back over to to an irate Joe.*
Joe: They’re gonna choose some loon over the groom’s FLESH AND BLOOD BROTHER?! What the hell are they-
Shelly: *simultaneously, trying to talk over Joe* Joe calm down! Keep quiet, man! Will you shut up, they’re gonna-
Mike: Hi guys.
*Joe stops and looks up, his jaw dropped. Shelly slooooooowly pans the camera to the left and upwards, and sees Mike and Sasha standing over them, arms crossed.*
Mike: Yanno, it must be a great hiding spot, out in broad daylight, doncha think?
Joe: Oh, bite me. You knew I was gonna be in town, you might as well be looking over your shoulders every five or six seconds.
*Joe walks on frame from behind the bush, and stands next to Mike.*
Joe: So…seriously? I’m not gonna be the best man?
*Sasha and Mike exchange looks with one another, then Mike looks down at the ground, as if he’s about to break the bad news. Mike then slowly and sympathetically places his hand on his twin’s shoulder.*
Mike: Actually, Joe…you are. We were just joking around.
*Joe’s jaw drops, and he’s quiet for a few seconds. Suddenly, he bursts like a ball of energy, and begins hugging the engaged duo several times.*
Joe: YAHOOOOOO! THANK YOU, THANK YOU BOTH! YEHAAAAA!
*Joe then runs off, with both arms high in the air, his screaming fading out as he goes very far.*
Joe: THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife…
*Mike and Sasha just stare at the direction the Innovator went to, then look at the camera’s lens.*
Mike:…Fifteen bucks to record the wedding?
Shelly: Sure.
*And scene*
Joe: Hey again, GeeDubbers. This week, it’s time for Tribulation…which, for some odd reason, is based off some kinda biblical event. Funny. I never thought of the Coalition being a religious kind of group, yanno?
*Joe just shrugs, then points out into the harbor at the Opera House.*
Joe: Anyway, see that weird looking thing that sembles shells within shells or something like that? That’s where the magic’s gonna be, as the final chapter in this animosity against Eggs, Pickles, and Walruses comes to an end. See, I have faith in the Coalition, more than enough of it that I know that Nikki Venus is going to be on her knees backstage next show asking herself, “Why me?”
*Joe leans against the guardrail and crosses his arms, smiling.*
Joe: But despite being on the Coalition, that’s not my worry right now. My mind’s already thinking of me, myself, and I as it is. First off, there’s my own match for the PPV, where I’ll be teaming with RJ, Alastair, and Kay Hard. The people I’ll be calling my partners are, of course, three fifths of the Uncultured Youths. Is this a bad thing? No, not in the least. Rather, it’s a good thing-aling-aling. See, these guys have a history. Davey Daves and Reckless Jay started the Youths off, WAY back in the Coailition’s start. Wasn’t until a week or two ago they started recruiting, and in my mind, the picked some damn good wrestlers in Murder Inc. and K-Hard. But that’s the good thing about Kev and Reck. They both have a history with one another elsewheres. Whether it was a good teaming or a bad blood feud, I dunno. I just skimmed their Wikis and got bored reading them through.
*As Joe talks, a couple sits down at the café far back behind him. This might not sound important now, but shush. Watch and wait.*
Next up, the boys we’re taking on for the helluvit. The Thunder Knight, Gee Dub’s Tapout champ, and a former World champion…twice. Surely a pinfall over Knight will not only make a man number one contender for his “Tap, dammit, TAP!” belt, but shoot a man like a cannonball into the main event scene, and towards the GWC World title. The rest are well…the rest. I mean, c’mon. Kiddie Alpha. What, did the gamma and beta rays leave their kid at the park one day, he got lost, and found Zakko Warner? Who knows? Not I, said the pig, not I. Next up, there’s Brian Wolf, who’s major accomplishment is…well…um…what’s he done, Shelly?
Shelly: He beat a guy named the Lone Wolf.
*Joe raises an eyebrow at Shelly, as if he expects to hear more out of his mouth.*
Joe:…that’s it?
Shelly: Well, that, and he lost to you in that match for contendership against Skyler.
Joe: Oh yeah, that guy. But, seriously. You mean to tell me that’s all he’s done?
Shelly: Unfortunately.
Joe: Um…wow. That’s sad.
Shelly: Yup.
Joe: Anyways, the last guy on the team is Creeping Death. Or, as mi frere Mike has called him so often, “The Jason Voorhes of pro-wrestling”. To be honest, I’d be a little worried if I was ever in a hardcore match with a dude like that. Seriously, I’d half expect him to pull out a chainsaw…
*As Joe keeps talking, Shelly’s camera zooms in on the couple sitting at the café, which you more than likely know about if you weren’t just skimming this RP to see how long I’ve been writing for. Anyway, commentary aside, Shelly zooms in on the couple, which are kissing for a really long and passionate time. The man can be seen wearing a red hat, hint hint.*
Joe: …and cut like, my hand off or something. And the irony of it all, is that I’d prolly end up getting a chainsaw hand, like that Ash in the Army of Darkness trilogy. Still, that’d be awesome, wou-
Shelly: Joe! SHH!
Joe: What?
Shelly: Take a look who’s behind you.
*Shelly zooms the camera back out as Joe turns around and looks at who’s sitting over yonder. He then turns back to Shelly, jaw dropped, back at the couple, then back to Shelly’s camera with a smile.*
Joe: Well, well, WELL. It’s none other than Mike himself, and he’s not alone. With him is his fiancée, who’s an Australian resident herself, Sasha Pehl. Odds are, the lovers are in continent to visit Sasha’s family.
Shelly: Boy, what are the odds that they’d be here the same weekend that you are, right?
Joe: Right. But now that we know they’re here, let’s spy on them.
Shelly: You seriously expect to sneak on them in broad daylight?
Joe: Look, they’re still kissing. Those two take two minutes to exchange saliva, so their eyes are gonna be closed for a bit. Now c’mon!
*Joe waves for Shelly to follow as he sneakily tiptoes towards the café, and Shelly follows. The duo sneak behind a large bush, where Shelly holds the camera through a hole in the bush, and catches footage of Mike and Sasha, kissing. The couple soon unlock lips, and smile at one another.*
Mike: I love you.
Sasha: I love you too.
*The couple chuckle.*
Mike: So this is a nice change for me, Australia. It’s a little chilly, but I can get used to that.
Sasha: You better. My parents would want us to visit real often.
Mike: Yeah, you’re right…which reminds me. What’re we gonna do about the wedding?
Sasha: Hm…that’s a good question. We were going to have it at WCF, but now that it’s closed…
Mike: We could hold it in a church or something. The only hard part is going to be where.
Sasha: Well, no offense, luv, but my family won’t be able to travel in. But since you and your siblings do so much traveling, and it’s only the three of you…
Mike: Say no more.
Sasha: Terrific.
*Shelly pans the camera to the right of him, showing Joe motioning an invisible whip in his hand, while making a whipping noise. Shelly chuckles, then focuses back on Mike and Sasha, who seem to be looking around for something.*
Sasha:…Well, that was weird.
Mike: You heard it too, right?
Sasha: Yes, not sure what it was, though.
*The couple shrug, then go back to their discussion.*
Sasha: Say…we already agreed that Linda would the the maid of honor…what are we going to do about the best man?
Joe: *whispering* Oh, here it comes…
Mike: Well…we can always get your cousin Jimmy to do it.
Joe: WHAT?!
*Shelly pans the camera back over to to an irate Joe.*
Joe: They’re gonna choose some loon over the groom’s FLESH AND BLOOD BROTHER?! What the hell are they-
Shelly: *simultaneously, trying to talk over Joe* Joe calm down! Keep quiet, man! Will you shut up, they’re gonna-
Mike: Hi guys.
*Joe stops and looks up, his jaw dropped. Shelly slooooooowly pans the camera to the left and upwards, and sees Mike and Sasha standing over them, arms crossed.*
Mike: Yanno, it must be a great hiding spot, out in broad daylight, doncha think?
Joe: Oh, bite me. You knew I was gonna be in town, you might as well be looking over your shoulders every five or six seconds.
*Joe walks on frame from behind the bush, and stands next to Mike.*
Joe: So…seriously? I’m not gonna be the best man?
*Sasha and Mike exchange looks with one another, then Mike looks down at the ground, as if he’s about to break the bad news. Mike then slowly and sympathetically places his hand on his twin’s shoulder.*
Mike: Actually, Joe…you are. We were just joking around.
*Joe’s jaw drops, and he’s quiet for a few seconds. Suddenly, he bursts like a ball of energy, and begins hugging the engaged duo several times.*
Joe: YAHOOOOOO! THANK YOU, THANK YOU BOTH! YEHAAAAA!
*Joe then runs off, with both arms high in the air, his screaming fading out as he goes very far.*
Joe: THIS IS THE HAPPIEST DAY OF MY LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife…
*Mike and Sasha just stare at the direction the Innovator went to, then look at the camera’s lens.*
Mike:…Fifteen bucks to record the wedding?
Shelly: Sure.
*And scene*
