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| | From:  _§y©k_ (Original Message) | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:19 AM |
(Besides all the shit talking that has been going on recently, surely a few lies spread about here and there on some ends... Asshole Inc have decided to ring the new year with a freakin bang. There should have been a New Years Eve Party courtesy of Wallstreet, but it didn't go through just the same way he likes to hype all things. On the other hand, Fox, NBC, MTV, and VH1 were about to sue him for breach of contract since he negotiated to bring them a New Years Eve bash... But luckily, in the goodness of his very heart, Syck decided to step in and help his snotty ass out for once. Maybe Syck wants something in return or maybe if he does atleast one good deed, he might repent all of his sins and actually get accepted into heaven. So lets get right into the action of the party shall we? Instead of using Syck's mansion like he always does with Aftershock 1 and 2, he decided to rent a club so that every member of the BUD roster could attend this time of year. Lets bring in the new year with a new slate and a new conscious. Even the new recruits in BUD are available to attend this party... BUD cameras start rolling outside of the club with Syck speaking to a few security guards that have a list in their hands of the BUD roster and the people that are allowed to come into the VIP scene in the back. Syck walks back into the club as men and women are dancing to the tunes of The Killers who are on the stage performing "Somebody Told Me." Syck walks over to his VIP table with the rest of Asshole Inc who drinking and hanging about mingling with other people. Angelique is seen with The Serpent who are at their own little table, while Sparrow and Gypsy are whispering into each other's ear about the night. James and Nato are at the bar as always with a bottle of their favorite beer while two dancers are on their laps.) Syck: Atleast the Assholes are having fun... fuck it... lets do this. (He grabs his cell NexTel.) Syck: Joe, you sure you invited everyone in BUD for this?? Joe: Yea... it was last minute, but you were right... These people were promised a party and you did good in giving it to them. Syck: Hell yea... Dude, see if you can invite this chick that I just seen joined BUD... Her name is DJ. I want you to personally go to her and invite her and tell her that Syck himself would like for her to attend. Hey, maybe I could invite her over to sit at my table as well as some backstage VIP scenery. Fuck it... Grab a limo and get a bunch of people to go along with you. Joe: Not a problem... Later. (Syck puts his NexTel cell phone away and stands around looking at everybody enjoying themselves as they bring in the new year with champagne bottles.) Syck: A New Year... A New Slate... lets celebrate and get to know each other. (He dials another number on his cell phone and waits for Obie.) Syck: Obie dogg, get your black ass out here to my New Years Party... Why am I inviting you? Motherfucker, I atleast want to have some black folks up in this bitch... And your the only one that know a lot about hip hop and shit... invite Jay Z and Eminem and Jam Master Jay.... What do you mean he's dead? Oh.... well... Something hip hop.... Who the fuck is Lil Jon? Fuck it, I dont care... just invite whoever you can dude. Peace. |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:20 AM |
(Great party! You can tell by the way Syck is dancing with a few girls, Serpent and Angelique still whispering with each other while Gypsy gives Sparrow a lap dance with her bra and panties intact. Then you have the Evil Grass Monkey battling James with shot glasses, knowingly, this match will never end. Of course Joe decides to finally show up with none other than....) Joe: Im sorry dude... I tried to run away from her but her cousin caught on to me. Syck: Run? Run away from who? Joe: Her! (They both turn around and like a dramatic entrance, her long blonde hair is blowing to the side while she steps forward looking around like a predator looking for its prey. Syck turns to look at Joe as if with disappointment on his face. Too late to hide and its way too damn early to leave the club, so what its left to do but to face the fact that he has to face her.) Joe: Im sorry... Syck: Its okay Joe... Its not so often I get caught up. Joe: DUDE!!! She had me by my balls wanting to know where you were! (Joe massages his crotch while Syck backs away from him.) Syck: Go have fun dude... we'll talk about this later. (Joe disappears into the crowd and begins to hop up and down, Syck goes over to the glass shot competition that is going on between Nato and James, and he grabs a shot and drinks it up. James looks up at Syck and turns to look at the entrance of the club.) James: Oh man... isn't that that one girl you were.... (Syck turns to look at James who is plastered from a few drinks already.) James: Drama? Fucken Right I wanna see this. Syck: Sit the fuck down and drink! Bastard! James: Fuckin Right! (Syck grabs another shot and takes it with him as he walks towards the entrance of the club and hands it to the predator... errr... hot blonde that is searching for a dick. Syck gives the girl the glass and they both stare at each other.) Syck: Didn't think I'd see you here. |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:20 AM |
| Akasha comes walking into the party and bumps into White Trash as she enters the room Akasha:Listen here little skank you stay out of my damn way... White Trash:you and what army Bitch? Akasha:I don't need an army to beat your ass AGAIN....now if you don't mind I have to go see the host of the aprty to laugh in his face....for getting wit a girl like you..... White Trash gives Akasha an evil glare then grabs Akasha by the hair and pulls her back.. White Trash:What did you say? Akasha:You heard me....or if you get the cum out of your ear you might be able to hear me abit better now i suggest you let go of me or somebody will get hurt here..and it sure as hell won't be me... White Trash lets go of Akasha's hair and akasha fixes it abit...
Akasha:thanx skank...
Akasha walks away laughing and see's OBM standing there up ahead, Akasha walks behind him and kicks him to get his attention...
Akasha:Well Well Well Look who's mother let him out past his bed time...Isn't it mister Obie...nice to see your mom let you out this late....Now you know where Syck is?..Nevermind I'll find him....and tell your firend White Trash she better what herself OBM...because once i'm threw with you..She'll be next... Akasha leaves and walks towards Syck and grabs a drink along the way... .::Disclaimer::.
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:20 AM |
| .//...An Official James RP brought to you by Asshole Inc...\\. | | 
| | .//...unearthed...\\. | | The drinking competition is obviously going great as James is already smiling at his own reflection in the glass. He looks at the guy pouring another shot and quickly grabs the bottle from him. James- fuck this shot shit if your going to play then play the fucking game right James laughs and tilts the bottle back, draining it quickly before looking around his eyes searching out certain people. His smirk growing larger as he sees Akasha walking towards Syck, he half stumbles half falls off the stool and quickly cuts between her and her destination, grabbing the drink clear outta her hand and downing it, coughing as he suddenly finds her fist in his ribs. He doubles over and looks up, his hand grabbing her wrist with a smile. James- well if it isn’t short pasty and foul tempered. You really outta watch where you put your fist you know. I’m sure you remember what happened the last time you did that. James licks his lips and grins, barely managing to duck the slap that comes at him. he stumbles back on one foot and almost falls, laughing suddenly. Akasha- out of my way you fucking pig before I rip your throat out. James- and would that be with your own teeth? My my my getting brave aren’t we? I mean issueing threats without anyone around to help you? Isn’t that just a little dangerous? James smirks and suddenly straightens up. The alcohol seeming to drain out of him as he stares ahead his smirk now obviously unfriendly. James- Stay away from A.I. and keep whatever little freakshow group your with at the moment away from us to. Frankly I am to drunk to deal with you and all the other little people that come by. But you see the time is coming where I’m going to get sober. Why Syck ain’t eliminated you and valek and Obie and all the other little worms around here is beyond me. But he’s a smart man and I’m sure he’ll come to his senses and the moment he does I’m going to get sober just to hear you scream (she opens her mouth angerly) nonono you don’t need to say anything because your face says it all. Infact I think you might want another drink. We are here to have fun. But for some reason I don’t think Syck can have fun with all the angry estregen around here. James turns his back and takes a few long strides as akasha says a few things he doesn’t hear. Which is probably a good thing. He grins and grabs a few ladies on his way over to Syck, pushing them towards him as they start to dance and hands him a drink. James- parities just started boss. But it looks like our bouncer ain’t earning his keep. Let me know if you want me to get some real fun started up in here. James grins and hoists his drink, tapping it against Syck’s before downing it and walking back to the bar. | | .//...unleashed...\\. | |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:21 AM |
//Guess who's here at the party? Wait the real question is why wouldn't this person show up to this party? Well there is one reason..read throught and you will suceed in finding out
//Rebecca Rancid enters the part with her manager. She looks around for a while. Suddenly a certain something catches her eye. Damn Syck must really know how to throw a good party. How can she not love any party with free booze. Rebecca can swim in all that beer if she wanted to to. It would be too good for her to drink. Right now there are a lot of people there. Maybe she should get herself a drink to warm up. Uh oh...Rebecca sees Obie and Roscoe..but who's that with them? Wow White Trash was back sooner than expected. Oh well..It's about time She found out there was a new member to the Originators. Rebecca walks towards Obie with Briggs following her. She takes a seat next to him.// //Rebecca//; Sup Obie? //White Trash looks a bit Stunned..What would Rebecca Rancid be doing taking to her buddies?// //White Trash//: Well well well..What is it doing here? I thought I threw that away. Dang is it here for some more..because I won't hestitate to give it what it wants. //Rebecca is a bit annoyed by White trash's sarcasm. She has never been refered to as an "it" in her life before.// //Rebecca//: Haha. Trash..didn't anybody tell you that halloween was soo last year? I mean you don't really have to dress like that anymore..This isn't a halloween party..So I suggest you get that ugly white trash mask of and reveal your inner self. //Obie//: C'mon girls..Can we please let this go? //Rebecca//: Well Obie? Aren't you going to let her know? //Rebecca waits for Obie's Reply. He seems to be standing there a little nervous.// //Rebecca//: Well why don't you talk to her..I'll leave you two alone..Theres some alcohol at this party and I need to be drinking it. //Rebecca leaves Obie, Roscoe and White Trash and heads towards the bar.// |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:21 AM |
| Akasha with a shock look on her face jsut laughs it off and walks away....she quickly pauses in her foot steps and turns around Akasha:You really need to keep an eye on her Snake....because you never know who she'll wake up with... Akasha laughs as she makes her way towards the other side of the room as she walks you hear Daizi yelling for Akasha's attention...Akasha stops and turns back around. Daizi plasters a long passionat kiss on Akasha, Akasha pushs her away Akasha:Snake I warned you to keep your horny wife to yourself..go screw her in the fucking bedroom or something...I dun swing that way but if i did your wife would be one i'd go for..but seeing how i'm fucking engaged tell her to back off... Akasha wlaks away and finds james at the bar trying to pick up to chicks... Akasha:SO James you tell these lovely ladies about ur umm problem? James:Listen Bitch i warned you once to stay away from AI we're not the kinda people you want to mess with... Akasha:Awww poor baby James trying to stick up for his wittle stable...Give it up James you know as much as i do you don't fit in with them because your better then them......think about it..... Akasha laughs and wlaks away .::Disclaimer::.
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:21 AM |
| Akasha stands there infront on Quickstrike and shakes her head and laughs quietly... Akasha:Strike there was nothing back then there ewill be nothing and strikey boy you just stirked out here ...Sean Will be back soon enough and until he does I'm going to wait and have some fun of my own...But not with you.....Now if you don't mind I see someone I'd like to speak with....Hey Quicky why don;t you find umm wuts her name..Blaze Inferno....i hear she puts out pretty easily....and it seems you to got a little something sonething goin on... Akasha laughs and begins to walk away QS:Bitch! Akasha:Yes thats me and don't forget it Akasha walks towards the male figure .::Disclaimer::.
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:22 AM |
Syck: Damn... and its only 1:45... (Syck looks over at James who is laughing and hoping he gets to beat up Martie for coming out here to sing some lame song about a prayer. Syck goes over to stand next to him and laughs as well.) Syck: So... who got you pissed off now that you want to beat up the gay guy? (James turns to look at Syck who is a little concerned.) Syck: I heard what she said dude... Yoko is trying to break up the Beatles with shit that doesn't concern her. Honestly, you have silenced them all when they all said you were going to be nothing but a lackey or a bitch boy or a second tier in Asshole Inc. And now that all three of you brought that power, a wanabee Vampira like Akasha comes in and wants to ruin our little game that were playing by talking out of both her ass and pussy... literally. (A little detail on that, James thinks about it for a moment, and shrugs it right off.) Syck: Funny thing is, notice how she just told you this moments after she lost her bytch title. Hmmm, if she was really that concerned, why wait all this time when she should have just come to you about this when you had the tag team titles with Serpent. (They both turn to the side and notice Martie doing carthwheels on the dance floor.) James: Dude, Martie is pissing me off, I think I gotta go do something about him. (Syck turns back to look at Martie with the monkey jumping up and down on the dance floor as well. Syck begins to speak in a Marlon Brando-esque type of accent on his voice.) Syck: Go now... make us all proud, take him to the cleaners. (James immidiately walks away from Syck and heads on over to the crowd chanting up for Martie. Syck's cell phone rings and he answers it trying to cover his other ear just to listen.) Syck: Yea? Who did you just say? Cassidy Temple? ummmm I dont think... Cyber? I see... Thanks for the heads up... Ummm, just let me know if anything persist. I want everybody to search the entire area for her. If Sparrow gets a hold of her first it could be the end of this. (With that, Syck turns around to notice Gypsy talking to the other girls at the party, yet no sign of Sparrow around.) Syck: Ahhh fuck! Just find her and clear her out of here... I dont want anybody to get harmed tonight... Its New Years.... (He hangs up the phone and notices Quickstrike trying to mack it to Akasha.) Syck: Dude, your desperate? (He turns around and notices OBM and White Trash holding hands and enjoying the party.) Syck: Then again... I was too. (He puts his hand over his neck and tries to walk away only to be frightened by.....) Voice: Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!! |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:22 AM |
| .//...An Official James RP brought to you by Asshole Inc...\\. | |
| | .//...unearthed...\\. | | James is looking into the bottom of his glass and grinning at nothing when he hears marties god-awful singing. By the time the song has finished James has downed three beers and whatever else was left carelessly unattended on the bar. He suddenly stands up from the stool and stares over at martie his hands clenching into fists as he glares. James- OH HELL NO. I sure as hell know that little punk was not on the damn list. Yo you! YO YOU! Yea bar guy that pours me drinks. If you’re worth your pay I know you got a bat under the damn bar. Now give it to me. James glares at the bartender for a few moments before the guy back downs and reaches under the bar, pulling out an oak bat and handing it to James. James stares at the bat for a few seconds, twisting it in his hands before stalking off to the back room. a loud commotion is heard before James and six powerfully built bouncers walk back into the main room of the club. James face looks like a thundercloud he bulls his way through people, shoving anyone that isn’t fast enough to move as he holds the bat out in front of him like a sword pointing at Martie. James- THAT’S IT. You damn fun stops right here. I sure as hell know that you aren’t supposed to be here and I will be damned if I am going to put up with your crap. I am trying to get wasted off my damn ass and I can’t do that if your going to be here. Now I’d ask you nicely but you know something? I’m not really a nice guy, so instead we are going to do this the fun way. James winds back his arm as the bouncers quickly move around him, his hand shoots out as martie braces himself for the shot. James hands shoots forward, quickly dropping down and grabbing Yorick by his little suit, pulling him off the ground and holding him in front of him like a rotten banana peel. He grins once at martie as the bouncer’s step in front of him and turns to the door staring at the monkey. The two glaring at each other in a battle of wits so astounding that most people can’t even pick up on it. Yorick-EEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! James- what you mean my father? You know what you little punk at least my dad didn’t have to pick my lice off just to get a midnight snack. Yorick- EEEEEEEEEHHHHHH RRRREEEEEEEGGGGHHHHHHHH EHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSHHHHH James stares at him for a moment before glaring and tossing him onto the sidewalk outside the car that him and martie arrived in. he glares again and shakes his head. James- all right you little shit. You might have won the mind games but I still won the war didn’t I? That’s damn right. No monkey gets the better of me now if I see you come back in here we’re going to have to get personal about this Yorick screechs and flips James off. James yells in frustration and in a moment of pure childishness sticks his tongue out at the monkey and slams the door behind him scream NEENER NEENER NEENER. James looks at all the people by the door who are staring at him and realizes he might have had to much to drink�?.Wait a minute James…too much to drink�? HELL NO…James walks back to the bar and orders more booze. | | .//...unleashed...\\. | |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:23 AM |
| Akasha walks up behind Syck and removes his hands from his neck she begins to massage his neckand shoulders and laughs to her self.... Akasha:You got a very nice neck Syck....You know Syck its not nice to talk bad about tohers when they can hear you....now i heard what you said and Syck I'm hurt.... Akasha begins to massage abit harder and she gets abit angry Akasha:But you know what Syck I'll forgive you....only because its clear to me your drunker then Sparrow and James over there...Seems to me like the only life of the party has all died out to the drunkinness..But shall we liven it up abit? What do you say Syck put aside the sides and think..what could we do to liven up this party? Akasha begins to laugh as she removes her hands from his shoulders... Akasha:you can get back to me on that....come find me when you think of something..... Akasha turns and walks away into the crowd of people and disappears leaving Syck in abit of a daze yet confussed look .::Disclaimer::.
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:23 AM |
| No Parking On The Dance Floor | | 
| | A N G E L | Angel grabbed Serpent’s hand as they left their table to dance. Already, there were tons of people packed on to the dance floor. The crowd seethed with the music. The pair moved with the crowd as they slowly pushed through the mass. Having suitably immersed themselves into the throng, Angel turned and began to move to the music. Serpent followed Angel's lead. The drinks and the heat and the flashing lights of the darkened room soon left an otherworldly feeling impression upon Serpent. It was hard not to keep from bumping into those around him. At times, it seemed that the only think keeping them up was the support of others. Angel and Serpent found themselves uncontrollably bumping into each other as well. Serpent didn't mind. How could he? Angel was as beautiful as anyone in the place. On this evening, she had chosen to wear a plain, black dress. Though the high neckline concealed any hopes for cleavage, the high hem left plenty of leg in view. Serpent looked down at Angel's legs as they danced. They were tan from the summer sun and the ever building sweat made them glisten in the light of the strobes. Angel now turned her back to Serpent. Her hair brushed against his face. Suddenly, she fell into him. He caught her by the waist and pulled her back to her feet. He could tell that she was as affected by their drinks as he was. As time went by she brushed against him more and more. Soon, the constant rubbing had created its own effect upon Serpent. He now tried to hide the hardness growing inside his pants, but it was challenging with Angel's repeated nudges. He didn't want her to know the reaction she was creating. Angel turned around and looked Serpent in the eyes. Without looking away, she grabbed his back and pulled him against her. He could feel the mounds of her chest against his. Now there was no hiding his growing erection. He could tell by the look in her eye that she knew exactly what he was hiding. Her belly now pressed against him. Then she pulled her mouth to his and kissed him. He felt the wetness of her mouth in his. The feeling was overwhelming �?the warm massage of her tongue in his and the pressure of her body against his. Soon she slipped her hand between their bodies and felt his erection. She pressed her palm against its length. He could feel the explosion growing inside. If she was intending him have a more noticeable reaction, then she was getting close to succeeding, he thought. Then once again looking up at him, she began to slowly unzip the front of his pants. Suddenly, he remembered the crowd around them. Sure, they were caught up in their own world, but what if someone noticed. Even more, what if someone cared. But Serpent was unable to stop her. His desire overcame his concerns and soon the warmth of her hand wrapped around his stiff shaft. He looked back at her and she had a grin on her face as she began to pump it up and down. Now his eruption was imminent, and there was no sign that Angel wanted anything else. Then, he could hold back no more, and a rush of warmth shot through him, onto Angel's gratifying hand, and into the front of his pants. Angel giggled and retrieved her hand. She zipped up his pants and looked down at the small circle of wetness soaking through his pants. She then took her hand and rubbed it against her neck as if massaging out the stiffness at the end of the day. Finally, she took one finger and brought it to her teasingly to her mouth before sticking it inside and licking it. Then, without speaking a word, Angel grabbed Serpent’s hand and led him off of the dance floor just as they had come. | D A V I S | | An Official Asshole Inc RolePlay | |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:23 AM |
(Syck laughs at what Nato just said and walks away trying to get a look out on Cyber who seems to be in the building but yet none of the security can find her. Meanwhile guards are trying to stop Martie from trying to get near Asshole Inc to go after James who ordered the security team to throw the monkey out. Syck looks around still dreading what Akasha might have meant after that shoulder rub that was given to him.) OBM: SYCK!!! (Syck tries not to turn around knowing that its Obie who is going to bother him.) OBM: SYCK!!! Syck: What? What the fuck man? OBM: I want my Black Yac! (He scratches his head and signals for Joe to come on over who is dancing with some girls.) Syck: Will that stop you from bothering me dude? OBM: Maybe... Syck: Fine... follow Joe. Have the bartendor serve him up some Black Yac... And Obie, anything your White Trash girlfriend that has been on your side needs? Like probably a real man to satisfy her, you let James or Nato know ok... Just let me know first and ill be glad to have a member of Asshole Inc fuck an Originator. (Syck walks away and hears the sound of OBM.) OBM: ASSHOLE! (He smirks and walks away scoping out the crowd as well as Akasha who is dancing with a few staff members as she goes seductive on them by bending over to the front and touches her toes to the sound of "YEAH" by Usher. Syck turns to look at the DJ who is still scratching and spinning some records. He walks over to him and gets handed a mic as he gets on the stage.) Syck: Im sorry to interrupt... But I believe that its my turn for a little New Years speech and here it goes. First of all, I would like to thank all of our fans for coming to this New Years party at Club Aftershock, I hope you are enjoying hanging around with your favorite wrestler or commentator or interviewer. I would also like to thank those that made it to this event and yes people im a little bit buzzed out right now so forgive me for what im about to do. (He lowers the mic and paces back and forth.) Syck: If the fans thought that last year was great, well, you have seen nothing yet considering what the wrestlers of BUD have in store for you this year. I on the other do have a few stories to tell but I can wait this out until next year since Im still getting over winning last years Storyline of the year. I figured I give new people a chance to win that award without me participating this year.... Fans: ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE (Syck laughs and calls for somebody in the back.) Syck: Would I be considered an Asshole if I brought out Slash? (Slash, yes, the same man that performed with Guns N Roses comes out with his guitar, and shakes Syck's hand as he stands next to him. Syck raises the mic to his lips and waits for Slash to start rocking out to the instumental version of Mosh by Eminem.) Fans: YEAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! Syck: Just a little while ago you all hated me... and now girls want to suck my dick! (He turns to the side and begins to pace on over to the left side of the stage.) Syck: The way I shine, I got splendor... Im the real thing and not a pretendor... You get the nerve to pop the fatal question, im taking the time to make a small suggestion. Bite or woof, you found it conviniency. Bitches, I serve without mercy or leniency. No frame of mind, no heart, im more than just an asshole... Im relentless. Step to me, im knocking you senseless. (He licks his lips and looks out at the crowd on the right side of the stage as they are holding their fists up in the air and waving them around to the guitar riff of Mosh while Syck continues to rap.) Syck: I planted my seeds, so dont try to uproot me, you do better trying to straight up shoot me. Im not just a wrestler, im the real idealist, It wont be long until Chris Styles tries to steal this. Make your head swell up til your eyes start to dilate, yeah bitch, you better not violate. Not one motherfucker in the world im afraid. Have the newbies screamin my name like their girls when I slayed them. This is the long cause I cant take a short take, Obie's softer than cream between pieces of cake. (He looks past the crowd and notices OBM putting his entire attention over at the stage with the bottle of Black Yac in his hand. Syck smiles and continues with his verse.) Syck: There's no chance of any of you having a mistrial, the very next time that I get dissed by a hosemen ill sit back and write a rhyme stronger than Hercules. Funky parts, I got back and I circle these. Put em together, fix the conjunction. Then im bust you til my body malfunctions. Dare to degrade my name motherfuckers? That's perjury, now War's declared, so prepare to have some high tech facial surgery. Bitches, ill cut you up with such high fidelity... Give a kick like a roll-on and you're as soft as a melody. Since you're chalk, my brianbuster will erase ya, want a piece of that so bad, the divas can taste ya. Faced wrestlers from wack, ill, to even notorious, you may be clever, but you'll never be victorious. I feel free now that I cleared this, kids, how could Obie say that I fell off, I helped pioneered this. (Syck lowers the mic and watch the entire crowd continue to bop their heads to the side. Syck bends down in front of a group of girls and begins to touch their faces.) Syck: Originators! I got vic on em... When I hear em, its like "sick em!" I transform to an Asshole just like a decepticon and once I step on you, boy, you're about to be stepped upon. Wrestle matches, after matches, back to back... so consecutive. Asshole Inc's appointed chairman, the highest executive. No time to grieve, you wont believe I slapped ya, change the timeframe and still barely capture. Ask em who made them and if they're not saying me, if the bitch wasn't deseased, then he gotta be payin me. (Syck raises his hand in the air and continues to rock out.) Syck: Im bizarro Superman, Mister King Asshole... Fantastic. No relations to drugs, but this is dope on plastic. Dont try to play the heroic part and be Mr. Brave Horseman. I'll become a whip and beat Obie and all of you down like a slavehand. (He pauses for a moment as people are begining to understand the lyrics and they continue to bop their hands.) Syck: Fuck it... If this is what you deserve then I serve you with justice, Rebecca Rancid tried being sharp as a pin and still cant bust this. Just name one time that the Syckness get jetted on, if you did get light, boy, now who you think shedded on? To your mind, ill be like a breath to freshen up. This is not a threat, feel free about steppin up. Once im on, ill think about gettin off, pay me closer at a post and I bet that I be lettin off. This is a game that you shouldn't indulge in. Im so damn good, the money keep my pockets bulgin. To delight, I sit back and think of shit like this one. Relax, grab the 151 and proceed to twist one. (He looks across the room to look at Akasha who is standing there looking down at him from the top floor.) Syck: By then, you might as well tell your boys nice knowing ya... The next time they see ya, ill probably have Akasha hoein ya. Cause I appear in more than just two scoops. (He puts the mic to the fans who begin to shout.) Fans: And Puma's the brand cause The Klan makes Troops! Syck: There's no competition in BUD cause there aint no comp, fuck around with this and get an Asshole Inc feet stomp. You know what, I feel free not that I cleared this... How could Seifer say that I fell off... boy... I helped pioneered this! (Syck turns around and a king size royal-like chair appears on the stage giving Syck the opportunity to sit down on it and continue.) Syck: This throne is mine and ill never sell or forfeit, so all you newb wrestlers better get up off it. Although, I been chillin, met the villain that's still inside of me. But saying that I fell off is worse than killing me. BUD sets the ring for us to be ready by, one-two-three put your ass to beddy-bye. Fuck with Asshole Inc, you will cease to exist and ill be your pitfall, you think that this is harsh? That aint shit ya'll. Placed in the ground in wood of encasement, those that bluffed, got stuffed in the NRA basement. Most of the time, myself I kept to, attain the rep that you're scared to step to. (Syck smiles and looks over at Asshole Inc who are partying as well.) Syck: Dont assume I leave, no room to evade, getting out, that I doubt, so prepare to feel like Dante and be slaved. He's neither here nor there, Sparrow's number uno, priority. He wresltes and shows some Asshole Inc authority. James, Nato, and Gypsy are the protégés. Takin out jobbers? You know why? We know the way. We're down with the 151 Juice, dont you think that's virtue. Dare to make fun of us and one of us'll hurt you. Whoever's the closest, I mean that the nearest will... Asshole Inc will remove so many stables, you'll be calling us Clearasil. Fuck it... I feel free now that I cleared this... BUD, how could I fell off, bitches, I helped pioneered THIS! (Syck lowers the mic and sets it up on the ground while Slash continues to play, Syck makes Slash stop playing and head towards the back. Meanwhile Syck hops off the stage and goes over to dance with a few girls while the DJ continues to mix it up for all of them continuing with the party.) |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:24 AM |
Two security guards are standing outside still preventing the monkey known as Yorick to go back in the club to return to its master, Martie. However, across the street from them stands a 6 foot tall gentleman with a trenchcoat and slick back blonde hair. His army boots echo the sidewalk as he keeps getting closer and closer into the front building. Get it going monkey! We dont accept animals in the building. The other guard laughs and tries to point his finger at Yorick's nose. Come on little punk, get it going before we call Animal Control on your ass. Yorick immidiately takes a big bite out of the guard's finger and he yells it out. YOU BASTARD! YOU BIT ME! Louie, get your baton, were about to beat us some monkey. They stand their guard down and go after the monkey with their baton, suddenly the man in the trenchcoat knocks one of them down from behind. The other guard turns around and tries to go for a punch in which the unknown man blocks it and head butts him on his nose knocking him out as well. Well, well, if it isn't the pesty little animal known as Yorick. What the bloody hell you are doing outside anyways? YEHHHHH!!!!... Oh dont give me those lips, atleast I saved your bloody bum. Come on now, hop on. Time for good ol Pyro to meet up with Martie or Syck. They walk right into the doors of the party finding Martie trying to find a way to get near Asshole Inc by speaking into his wrist. Martie is immidiately startled by the british accent man behind him. You still a queer as ever mate? Surprised that he is back and well he turns around and hugs him for a brief second when Pyro immidiately pushes him back. Dont know what you heard mate, but I still believe in a man and a woman being together. If I hadn't known who you are, I say I would have beaten your bloody bum. Oh stop it! Hey... Yorick! Good thing in sneaking him back into the party. Just doing my usual rounds mate, decided to show up to this rendevous after all. Now where in the bloody hell is that old chum Syck? He should be thrilled that I showed up. Martie points Pyro into the direction where Asshole Inc is hanging out, slowly but surely he walks on over to greet with them but he stopped by getting hit by a drunk. Pyro pushes him into the dance floor and notices the seductive Blaze Inferno walking his way. He arches his eyebrow and tries to flirt but realizes he is for one reason only. Blaze goes over to the bar to get a few drinks while Pyro continues on his merry way to join up with his old childhood friend. Finally, he stops right in front of the security guards who are not letting anyone through when a few people begin to recognize him, that being mainly Serpent and Angelique who get up and demands the guards to seize Pyro. Both guards grab a hold of Pyro in a full-nelson as he begins to scream getting a dramatic tone on his voice as the entire crowd are able to see what is going on. Syck's attention is turned from the girls he is dancing with all the way to Pyro screaming and hollering. Look, I dont give a bloody rat what kind of grudge you got with me, I just came to look for Syck. Yea, and kidnap him again right Pyro? He turns to look at Angelique and rolls his eyes at her. Oh come on, you both know im harmless! Serpent, you know I could never hurt anybody without a back-up. Look at our match late last year, I beat you with the help of a bloody queer at that. For once, cant you just let it go? With that Syck appears and looks around at both Serpent and Angelique who are standing near Pyro and the security team. What the hell is going on here? Ohhh, well... Pyro, with what do I owe this pleasure? I came to see the man who almost killed me, can you let me go now? Oh yea... sure... But, I overheard something about us not being able to let go of anything. Yet, Mr. Ramsey over here tried to kill me back in January of last year because of some old fling I had with his ex-girlfriend back in the days. And I bet you are trying to do the same thing this year. Once again, you think if I wanted to kill you id come alone old man? Syck looks past Pyro to see if he is bluffing or just telling the truth this time. Either way, I dont want to take my chances. Guards, I want you to escort this man outside and make sure to keep him out. If he tries to sneak in or anything of that matter, make sure to keep him out by any means necessary. I would call the cops, but I want it to be a great year for everybody... Adam, farewell, dont ruin this for yourself. Look... Syck.... agh! Bloody hell would you not grab me so tight you damn wanker.... JUSTIN! She's alive!! Jazmyne is alive! Syck turns around and stops the security team from going outside. Angelique and Serpent immidiately try to stop him by grabbing his arm. Syck, dont! Its a trap man. Syck turns around and pushes Serpent to the side. Let fucken go of me dude. Syck turns back around and walks over to Pyro who is breathing heavily, a long ackward silence is formed around them until Syck speaks up first. What did you just say? Jazmyne is alive... Bullshit... how? I dont bloody know mate... Take him away. They begin to take him away and in doing so he begins to yell it out. I've seen her mate, she's alive and well. Its almost as if nothing ever happened! STOP! The security team stop once again and Syck goes over to them permitting them to stand down so he can talk. What the hell do you mean she's alive? Remember last year in Feburary? How you supposedly managed to escape the abandoned building? Well, to tell you the truth, Jazmyne's bones weren't in that casket. Nothing was. I was so bloody bent on trying to scare you out of your wits that I made up a story that if the bones were to be demolished, so would the spirit of Jazmyne. I have seen her, but I dont have to galls to go up to her and ask her if she remembers me and then have her bloody pepper spray me like im a bloody maniac. And how do I know your not lying? Pyro pulls out a big yellow envelope from his trenchcoat and shows him the photographs of Jazmyne who looks to be fine and well jogging and enjoying the light back in California. I wouldn't believe it neither, but mate, the resemblance striked me as ackward. Why would she be still alive and why California? Why does this girl look exactly like the woman I burned down just over ten years ago? Its almost hunting and this is why I came to you with it mate, you and I both shared something with this girl. Syck goes through the pictures and puts them back in the envelope, he grabs a pen from his pocket, and writes his cell phone number on it. Look, im not doing anything on Wednesday, call me then and ill see what can happen. We'll both go and take a trip down California. But just to let you know Adam, dont fuck around with me this time. For the sake of humanity, its only a one time deal mate. After this is over, I promise you we can go back to being hateful scoundrels and meet up some other time to kill each other. I dont trust you... take him away and make sure he never shows up here again. Hold on now, I came in alone, I can find my way out alone mate. Farewell and such... And with that, he departs on his merry way, where he goes back to the outside and meets up with the two guards he knocked out whom are finally coming through. He searches into his trenchcoat and takes out a pack of cigarettes, he bends down, and places the pack on the ground for both of them to wake up. As he goes on his way to the front of the street and disappear into the dark and dreary night of the new year. |
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| | | From: _§y©k_ | Sent: 5/3/2008 4:24 AM |
(Syck watches as Pyro is escorted out of his party, he turns back around to look at Serpent who is still spending his time in the Asshole Inc VIP lounge with Angelique. He snickers and turns back around to the girls he was hanging out with and picks one out from the crowd. He walks over to her and begins to grab her by the hand and takes her over by the wall to make out with her.) Syck: What's your name? Girl: Sarah... Syck: Yea... well... they call me Bizzaro Superman. Sarah: Mmmmmm... (He continues to kiss her when Joe begins to interrupt by clearing his throat. Syck turns around and is annoyed by Joe's interruption.) Syck: Im busy man... Joe: I was told to look for you. Syck: By who? Joe: Ummm... that White Trash girl. (Syck looks past Joe and notices White Trash standing in the corner of the room still with that V-shape red dress that could make any man want to know if... they're real? Syck laughs it off and looks back at Joe.) Syck: I knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. Tell her if she has something to say, to come and talk to me about it. (Joe walks away and Syck turns back around to talk to Sarah who is giving Syck a seductive look asking for him to take her right then and there beside the wall. He begins to grab her neck and push her back while kissing her cheeks. He goes from kissing to licking her neck all the way down to sucking on her breasts. Finally, he puts his hand on her crotch and begins to play with her as she begins to moan getting extremely horny and enthusiastic about the fact that they are doing this at a club.) Sarah: Mmmmm... dont you have a room? Syck: Yes... yes I do. Sarah: Can we go there? Syck: No. Sarah: Mmmmmm... why not? I want you. (She leans in to kiss his neck and Syck smiles at this wanting to continue it some more but once again he is interrupted by Joe who clears his throat. Sarah continues to hold on to Syck's collar hoping that he wont go anywhere but he pulls back and goes over to Joe with a smile.) Syck: What man? Joe: Nothing... just thought I let you know she's here. (Syck pushes past Joe and stands face to face with White Trash.) Syck: What do you need? White Trash: I missed you. (Syck laughs and turns back around but she spins him back around and kisses him on the lips. He continues to back away in hopes that he gets near a wall, meanwhile Sarah has walked away going to somebody else.) White Trash: Lets get a room! (Syck and White Trash continue to lock lips as they disappear in a dark room to go upstairs to the VIP suite where Syck immidiately opens the door and pushes her on the bed. They start taking off their clothes and finally Syck shuts off the lights. On the other side of the bedroom however, all that can be heard is moaning and groaning... On the other side of the hall is the party where none of the members of Asshole Inc are bothering to even look for both Syck and White Trash.) |
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