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| | |The Prophecy| |  | | |Of Wrestling | | | |T I T L E|
We All Are Going To Hell...Are We Not? |M E N T I O N E D |
Team Temper, Team Orton | N E X T M A T C H |
Team Temper vs. Team Orton |O O C|
I had to redo this rp over,rediting the action in yellow, nothing changed. | | | Today is Friday the 13th, the day that Friday The 13rh, the remake is hitting theaters around the country, but really, the movie came out last 12 am this morning for all those who bought ticket to see one of the greatest legendary slasher flim in horror history, but this is also the start of the weekend to Whatever It Take PPV, for WGEF Promotions, as the last few bumps in this rides is coming to an end when MSN Networks closes it doors and WGEF goes to it's new home on AIMOO Network. This is also the day, where it takes place after Matt Ward cuts his promo, to Chris Orton taking a beating from Team Temper not making him 100%, thus leading into Matt Ward taking a shot at SVD, making sure he's not 100%, as then SVD made his voice heard with his team that's he's damm ready for this match, and finish this war between the Rookies and Veterans once and for all. As, then the scene picks up in some remote hotel in Milian, Italy, thats about few miles away from where Whatever It Takes PPV that would take place in Arena Civica, as the camera hears a door opening then closing, as the camera stares at a unoccupied seat, Lucas Prodigy, comes into picture, and there's no crowd, no superstars in attendance doing LP's promo, as it seems Lucas is cutting something exclusively for WGEF.com, so his opponents, and fans around the world could click on and have something to watch, and by the look on Lucas's face, he could see very determined to do his best, like he did against Matt Ward, over-coming undoubtfully, as he shows an impressive mean streak, with Matt Ward couldn't over-come, as Lucas put Matt Ward in his place, and now it's time to final put 4 nails into 4 coffins of Team Orton, which includes Chris Orton, Robert Stevenso n, JBL and Matt Ward, as he will team along with Edge, SVD and Temper of Team Temper, everyone knows that the crowd will be paying more attention to this match, as it's the main event of Sunday's evening PPV, as the World Championship Match is close to none to the viewers around the world. As then Lucas, would only take a sip of his bottle water, and makes himself comfortable in his hotel room, as he would cut his eyes at the camera that belongs to WGEF, as he begins to speak. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Friday The 13th, today is about Jason Voorhees, a serial killer, hell bent of killing people left and right at Crystal Lake, all because 2 camp counselers is having sex, while he's drowns, and his loving mother, goes for alittle blood shed, but only to have head cut off by the only living surivivor from the first 1980's film, to awake him from the bottom of the lake to make his legend alive in all the greatest slasher film. (Lucas drinks another sip) Now, coming Sunday, Whatever It Takes, Sunday The 15th, will not be about Jason, or Friday The 13th, but it's about two unstable forces colliading and causing hell and mayhem, as Team Orton, a team filled with generations, rookies and slackers, taking on Team Temper, a team sum of with some of the greatest WGEF legends alive for this generation. All month long, we had battles in tag team matches, singles matches or just literally beating the hell out of one another. But, it's officially will probablly end on the 7th day of the week, or only get the uncanny after math of it. Cause, no side wants to lose the big one, no side wants to go empty handed to Aimoo, no side want to show weakeness, but they want show is triumph, surpremecy and dominace. And up to this point, Team Temper has indeed shown it, I've shown it agianst Matt Ward, I show the devil of the WGEF, who really kicks the asses in the Underground, and you are looking at him. (Lucas's eyes look deeps) You see, my match with Matt Ward, made my eyes open, made my mind clearer, my diffrent outlook on just how I am going to get the job done this Sunday, on just what I exactly need to do this Sunday, to get the win for my team. So, what can I can say about each of my opponent, what can I exactly say about them, I have basically faced all 4 men in Team Orton, at diffrent time, some good some bad, but I guess I need to break it down to them, on just where I stand against them, and where they stand against me, cause to me right now, it doesn't matter if they are 4 of them, I just see one freight train coming to a hault and going to get crashed and burned. Lucas takes a breather, as he begins to get up and walk towards the window of his hotel room, as he's about 3 stories up from the ground, as he looks out into the over-lookin, Milian, Italy, where as it's dark outside, the lights glistening through the night, as Lucas just stares into the darkness, which he's almost feels in his heart, as he hold a remote to the camera, and makes it zooms on him, as he speaks once again. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Hmm...let me go off talking about one of the two self-religious wanna be superstar in the WGEF today which won't be back to back, but any ways let me go ahead and talk about a self-proclaimed millioanaire, a Texan turn New Yorker, who turns to Wall-Street, to make money cause he knows he couldn't fiance only wrestling alone, that it would lead him doing some kind of energy drink like former or soon to be retired athtletes do, and I am talking the oh-so-great-suckass, The Wrestling Joke to be called a God, John Bullshit...umm excuse me, Bradshaw Layfield, or you may know him as JBL or JUST A BORNED LOSER (Lucas cracks a smirk on his face as he continues) Now, JBL, I know you are not a rookie in wrestling, but in the WGEF, you started your career looking like who are untouchable, unbeatable in competition that even a mere house fly could have beat, but til when things pick up, you believe you still got it, but once inside the Hell In The Cell Match against me for a favor of Trish, you came to realize and waken up, that you ain't the same man that you were when you were APA with Faaroqq/Ron Simmon, or some Ministry with The Undertaker, or some damm Cabinett bullshit you did the Bashams Brothers and Orlando Jordon, and hell this is not the WWE, where you trying to run the career of Shawn Michaels to the ground, no, JBL, you are still in the same hell since you faced me little over 4 mos. ago, and it still very much the same, you want titles matches, you want Trish, you want to be part of something, no you got your chance to get revenge on me, and make your name better for yourself, with the supposeably winning team. but, Bradshaw, you are only lowering yourself for letting the other people to do the work for you. It's ok, that you can admit that you jsut don't have what it takes no more, you just don't have that spunk for wrestling anymore, all you can do is be commerical and promote your nasty tasting, unappealing energy drinks that deserves to be thrown away and erased from exisstance, and talk about the rise and fall of Wall-Street, but you see, coming Sunday, I am not looking to beat the cold-green-cash out of your pockets, oh no no, I am looking to beat the hot-red-blood right from that thick skull of yours and give you a beating that you would never forget, if I am only able to get my hands on you in that match (Lucas chuckles with that thought) I could only see what will happen next for the oh-so-great, Wrestling God of the WGEF, cause the way I see it, just like Jesus, I am going to nail your ass on the cross, the Cruccfix Cross, Loser. With that said, Lucas walks up to the camera, after he closes the curtains that looks out into Milian's night sky, as he would point the cmaera over towards his tv set as he would go over there, and turns on a promo from Chris Ortons, as Lucas sits on a stand-up folding chair, and watches the beat down on Orton, to Orton's little training with his trainer, as Lucas shakes his head, as he looks at his hands..his hands of steel, as his trainer would mention, as Lucas turns off the promo, and just looks right back into the camera and begins to speak once again. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Now, Chris Orton, one of the legends of WGEF, but yet, his losing record is beating his winning record far beyond any unaccomplished superstar in the WGEF or the wrestling world today, if it's not Triple H making it a pain with Kaylee, you sure got Chris Orton right up her ass as well. So, Chris, how does it feel to be compare to rookies that are fresh faced in this business, how does it feel that you been here longer than I have, and that when it comes to winning, I am over-whelming you, as I did before in our match, I made you cried, I made you sweat, I made you bleed in your own mercy, in your own right to actually think you are greater than me, cause you held the WGEF Title, and the Undisputed Championship. (Lucas gives a really dumb look) I mean, big deal, Chris..big fucking deal, everyone possibly in that conpany, has held a high title in some federation, or hold numerous gold titles once in their lifetime, and possibly still holding it, and yet you are still talking about your two accomplsihment with the titles as if you are still holding them, or as if you are part of the tournement finals for the WGEF Championship, which you are not, you in a war, where you are leading your team of misfits and jokes to the front lines, and final resting place on MSN for you to go out on MSN, as the BIGGEST WGEF JOKE ALIVE!. You wanna call out Paris Joir, calling her names left and right, trying to grow your balls against a woman protecting herself, and being part of the greatest team alive today, and that's the winning team that will come out on top Sunday Night. So, get your training done, get toned, get buffed, get faster, and get stronger....just like my fist of steel (Lucas kisses his knuckles) and rock-filled abs (Lucas hits himself in the guts, as he smirks) I am already to kick the leader's ass, and takes his head, and shows his team, that the TRUE legends of the WGEF, is going to over-whelm the self-proclaim legend in his own mind of the WGEF, that you actually need to do it, and not talking about it, so Chris Orton, you maybe the brother of the Legend Killer, Randy Orton, but you Buzz-Killer, the Unsexy-Killer of the WGEF, nobody digs your looks to your talent to your movie making capabilties, this is wrestling, this is not ROQUE or Hollywood, better start knowning where the hell you at, and what you need to focus on, cause I am not dressing up pretty or walking the red carpet just to kick your ass, I hope I do make myself very clear on that. Lucas then gets up from the chair, as he would walk over to his fridge, and this time grabbing a Bud Light, and not another water bottle, as he pops the top off, as he moves the camera towards back where he first had it, as he sets his beer before him, as he makes a statisfy quench sound, as he looks into the camera once more, with his deep thought filling his mind, as it seems he's ready to talk about another person, who been making shots of his own, and that's Matt Ward, as Lucas begins to speak once more. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Matt....Matt...Matt, I just seems it was like only yesterday, the first start of our rivalary was beginning to be chizzel into the giant tablet of WGEF throne, it seems our alter-egos of reilgion has grown us into something more. You think turning into some "Lucifer" type creature was going to help you to beat me, last Friday on FNFN, you thought that you have the hell-power to unleash on me, and trying to get the better of me, you wanna throw your sorrow, your pain, your lost for your gain of advantage over me, but you see Matt, it don't matter if you with the Jarrett Alliance just trying to sleep with one of the girls, or being part of team Orton, to make yourself feel special, that you finally also get involved with some, but Friday, I proved to you, I prove to the world, I prove to your little team, that I can take the "bull by it's horn" just to turn them son of bitches around and shove them up your ass (Lucas cracks a smile, as he picks up his beer and takes another drink) You see, Matt, you are going around beating up, SVD making him not 100%, just for the fact that Chris Orton, wanted to start some shit, with Paria, but only pay for it, and you thought it was right to go by the phrase, eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth, attack for attack...the way I see, so be it, cause really, you are the one that really needs all the help he can get, second to Chris Orton, you two are at the very bottom of the list, I mean JBL is there too...but I don't wanna confuse it, but let me say it simpler, the first 3 talk about inclunding you, Matt. you all are tied for 1st, you all just SUCK. I mean really, what accomplishments have any of you have done, what really have you done, Matt. Beat SVD, and thinking you won the Super Boql, no Matt, our Super Bowl is this Sunday, and unlike the Steelers, cause I got the fist the Steels, we are going to going into that match, and we are going to kick your ass, me mostly is going to do just that, than the rest of your little tiny misfits that think they have a shot chance in the dark to defeat the likes of Temper, myself, Edge and SVD in a straight up battle. Matt Ward, you wanted to see hell for the first time, you wanna bring hell, but you know something, all 8 of us is going to Hell, are we not, cause each of us individually gotta prove something, we are better than are opponents, as well our partners, but I am looking to continue to team with Temper down the road some more, but Sunday Night, when I talk with the guy, I told him, I think it's just right for me to get involve, and I think it's right for me to score a 2nd week in a row lost for you, Matt at my hands, I don't give a damm about the allies you have, or who you fucking, or who you lose, the only victim is this is Jarrett's niece, I just hope she don't meet the same fate as your two pervious relationship, or we really do got a killer in the WGEF, I don't mean a legend killer, but a relationship killer, so big wanna red Devil, what you going to do to stop me, what you going to do to me, that makes me wanna shiver in fear (Lucas just narrow his eye, tilts his head as he cracks a stiff part in his neck) What can you do make me flinche, cause right now, you dumb son of a bitch, your attacks on SVD, only fill my desire to spill your blood, as well the last son of a bitch, I am going to talk about, and I have yet to defeat, and you do know who I am talking about., so the question is, can you, Orton, or JBL, protect the spring chicken before going into the slaughter house, cause really, you holding this next guy up, and he's going to suffer and be humilated by the likes of you 3 (Lucas scractches his head, and gives off a serious look) Cause, I sure in hell, I know would be, I would never want anybody holding me down, and I don't think....Robert wants that either, would you...Robert? Lucas then picks up his beer off of the table, as he stops speaking once again, as he then down the beer, as it seems he trying to get head rush of liquor to the brain, possibly trying to get himself drunk and knock himself out, and it was already seen on his bar table, that he had 5 beers before drinking water, to piss the beer out, but it seems that plan didn't work, as Lucas gives a straight- face look back into the camera, as he got one more person to talk about, and that would be Robert Stevenson, who he just talk about in the last statement before he calls it a night in Milian tonight, as he once again begins to speak. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Robert Stevenson, nephew of Drew Stevenson, a man looking for everything in this business, and looking to rise to top of success as fast, if not faster that his uncle did. (Lucas continues to stare into the camera) Last time, we met Robert, was in a tag team match you and Chris Orton, verus myself and Edge, not Temper, that Matt Ward was running his mouth about, and probablly the only accomplishemnt Chris made, as he made you do the easy work, and let him sit back and watch you in action, but if it wasn't for you, Robert, Chris Orton, wouldn't have nothing to brag next about beating me, cause he teamed with you, I want you pay close attention to what he have to see, after views this WGEF.com exclusive video for our match. (Lucas straighten the hat he was wearing, as he sits up straight even more and continues) Now, Robert, in your place right now, I know how you feeling, I won a match, my team actually have a chance of winning, I know my partners sucks, but if I win this for my team, I will be the most talked about man leving MSN to Aimoo, cause I able to pull off the big win in the Main Event, I will be more glorified than the title match. Oh, trust me, Robert, that is exactly what you are thinking, that is exactly what's going through your mind, you were able to beat me, I applaud you, but in this match coming up, you gotten bitten off more than you could chew, could you really stop me, could you really get the very best of me of Robert, as of right now, it seems you should be leading your team to battle not Chris Orton, but you see, I guess you don't wanna put yourself out there in the front line to take all the cheap shots of being a called a leader of the misfits, cause that's what exactly your team is made up with, no connection, you have a so called legend of a wrestling god, a pretty boy, a hell freak, and you, Mr. Mop N Glow (Lucas still chuckles on that name) I mean, what real connection do all 4 of you carrying through one another, respect, trust, loyalty, I mean one of your memeber is a swtich batter, if he ain't playing with you, he's playing with Jarrett, and he got his ass kicked by me, so Robert, if you win this, do you think you are really going to get respect and the recongitintion cause you carried your team yet again to another victory, is that that reliablity you want, is that how you wanna be recognized the start of your carrer, Robert. I am going to make a very bold statement, so you can learn from a 2nd flaw of a rookie mistake, is that don't show up, let them defend for themselves, I know you got talent, but you do not need to waste for the support of them, you are a legend in the making, and when I battle you, I can see a better fighter, than the 3 partner you have combined, but if you do show up, Robert, expect hell without mercy if cause I am going to go to war, cause I got the right players on my team to play, and your team is going to fall like the dominoes, and even in your mind, Robert. You already knows who's walking away, and who's going to be crushed, so think about it, before you head out there Sunday..is it really worth it, Robert...can you be remembered just from that. I don't think so, you want a real fight, a not a joke of a war, be a smart man..Robert...be a smart man. With that last statment said, Lucas gets up from his seat with a smirk on his face, as he walks towards the camera and turns it off, as the scene picks up inside his lockeroom, as he carries the camera back to his duffle bag, and put it in there, as Lucas walks around his hotel room, turning the light off, and making sure everything is off, before he head to his bed in the corner of his room, and thumps right down on it, as he started to snore immediately, as the scene in his head, fades to black, as WGEF goes to a commerical break. TBC: BY ME ONLY LUCASPRODIGY@WGEF2009 Character Disclaimer: All Rights of Lucas Prodigy Roleplays belongs to Billy. Lucas Prodigy, is not related in any forms of Limp Bizkit or Fred Durst. Lucas Prodigy is recognized to be WGEF Character Only, if seen anywhere else inform me at [email protected]. And too many thanks to Pure Essence for the banner and layout. Now, don't steal but Enjoy! | | |  | | | | | | |
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| | |The Prophecy| | | | |Of Wrestling | | | |T I T L E|
We All Are Going To Hell...Are We Not? |M E N T I O N E D |
Team Temper, Team Orton | N E X T M A T C H |
Team Temper vs. Team Orton |O O C|
Numero Dos! | | | As the night in Milian, Italy has pass and gone and a new happen as we get one day closer to Whatever It Takes PPV, WGEF comes back from a commerical break, the cameras in the backstage picks up a rental car arriving in the parking lot area, as Lucas Prodigy emerges from the car, and is seen carrying the duffle bag from which he had last night, containing the WGEF camera in it, as he borrowed it for his first promo shot for his PPV participanting in the Main Event of tomorrow night telecast, as he was seen walking over to the WGEF Production truck and drops the duffle bag off, then makes his way to the doors leading to the backstage area of the arena, as he was going to do some preparation in his lockeroom until Kris Dawson, emerges from a crowd of people, who were in line buying last minute tickets to the event, as she was conducting some interview with fans and superstars about the last days of WGEF being on MSN Network, as she hurries to Lucas, as when Lucas was about to push the door open, Kris cuts him off, and gets right in his way, as Lucas raises his eyebrow, as like what the fuck is she trying to do this so early in the morning, as her cameraman, had a camera right in his face, and Lucas was still fee ling the effect from his drinking last night, as he somewhat still hungover, and the wake up shower didn't do him much good of waking him up, as he then stands there, and it not surpring that Kris was trying to catch a few words with Lucas, as he motions for her go ahead with it, as Kris then instructs her cameraman to get ready, as the cameraman turns his camera on, and points it towards the direction of Lucas and Kris, as the image of the two appears on the titantron, just as a dark match for the PPV finishing up, as the crowd give a mix reaction towards Lucas, as Kris Dawson was holding the mic to her chest, as cameraman cues her to start with the interview. <~ "WGEF Interviewer" Kris Dawson~> Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to WGEF Live, as the countdown to Whatever It Take PPV is on, as we are more than 30 hours and we are counting down, and please at this time, welcome my guest, he's taken part of the big 8 Man Tag Team Match, which up to this point is ready to be a full out war, as Team Orton will take on Team Temper, and this man right here, is part of Team Temper, I am speaking non other than "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy (the crowd gives a mixed reaction to his name) And Lucas, by the look on your face, I guess you enjoy your first night in Milian, Italy, and it's rumored this is your first time to be here in Italy. Is this true? Lucas would only grin, as he kind of nods but, Kris Dawson brings the mic over to Lucas's lips anyway, and have him answer it in his own words, as the crowd gives a mixed reaction once more, but Lucas just shrugs off the opinion from the crowd towards him, as then Lucas then begins to speak. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Yes. Kris, this would be actually my first time in Milian, and I might say, the club "Hollywood" where big names and famous DJs goes to while spending nights in Milian, was a great club (the crowd pops to the name) I met David Beecham and Victoria, cute couple, DJ Khaled was mixing tunes up in the club, it was great. And they say that the wine taste sweeter in Italy (Lucas nods) Hell yeah, it does, I had my fun last time, I partied, I went to after-parties, I dance, and I did my promo cut for the PPV tomorrow evening, cause you see, I can have my fun time and I can still be serious for this match coming up, but if you are out in Milian, when somehting as big MSN Network closing down, and you got a PPV coming, you gotta have fun you know, and not a straight stiff dick. But, you see now, I already had my fun before the PPV, and I am planning just to do the same after the PPV, cause WGEF is going to tear up it Milian, Italy this weekend, either you hate us or like us, WGEF knows when to throw it down big. (the crowd pops) And it will be a beat down on those "baby-faces" trying to better than the legends of the WGEF in which they currently do not, we run the show, they don't (the crowd begins to boo) That's what I thought, and I thought I had to bring that up, so people do remember that. But above, Milian, Italy is happening.... Kris nods to a somewhat approved response from Lucas, as she once again brings the mic to her lips, and begins to speak again, as the cameraman continues rolling the live feed to the crowd. <~ "WGEF Interviewer" Kris Dawson~> Now, Lucas it comes clear that only four participant in the match so far that made their promos for the match has been yourselve, along with SVD, Matt Ward and Chris Orton. We might as well could see this ending up to be a possbile tag team match, if this was going to happen, how would you react on Temper not coming to lead the team or Edge showing up, if JBL doesn't make it to the match due to his ass kicked by SVD, the other night, and Robert Stevenson seeming to be asking his release from his contract in WGEF, whats your thought about that, and the rumor of Robert's early release from the company. This alone wasn't really a big surprise for Lucas, as he already knew that Robert was already over his head to even get involved with this match or storyline trying to end the winning streak of Temper, as well Chris Orton wanting his one on one, as Matt Ward wanting to end the streak as well, as JBL only was apart of it, trying to get back into his winning way, but up to now, nobody has seen or heard from him, except for his partners, and the match taken place, and if JBL was able to go through with this match, the injuries he substained from SVD could be a career-threatening for him, as then Kris Dawson once again brings the mic back to Lucas's lip, as :Lucas once again begins to speak. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Well, Kris first off, let me speak on JBL, first off, I wouldn't be surprise if he does not show up at all, cause SVD took that WWE legend to school in WGEF style, JBL has no right to be here and trying to hang with the younger generation superstars, the man took steriods and abuse them, now he just a pile of sludge of his former self, his egg, and he's nothing more the yolks of his carrer, so if JBL would want to be around much longer, I suggest him not to show up, or I be happy to reopen his wounds up, and make him bleed all over again, and he would be fucked for good. (Lucas rubs his chin as he thought about Robert) Now, I know say somethings to Robert, about not showing his face tomorrow night, I really didn't mean it, cause I need to settle the score with him, and to the Stevenson, to prove that The Stevenson can be beaten, but if the rumors of him asking for his release from the company this early, then so be it, but I hope he could wait til after the PPV til he makes that decision, cause I want that son of a bitch remember, his last match once and for all, I want him to see this face, as he's cover in his own blood, as well his partners, that beating me is the mistake of his life, especially pinning me, I don't like people beating me, I don't like people with big fro's like beating me, it's embarassing, and I don't like to be embrasssed so for Robert, be smart really smart, come to the ring tomorrow night, and get your ass kicked , and I be happy to send you on your way. (the crowd boos on the remarks as he begins to make his comments about Edge and Temper) Now, if Edge and Temper are serious about this, and protecting their claim and images, I want to come on down, and let's beat these motherfuckers up, and teach these rookies about respect in this business. Edge, you say you are the Rated R Superstar, and you need to go big with your career, you need to come down out there tomorrow and get your revenge on Robert, for embarassing us, I want you to spear that asshole through hell and back, you say you are the best, then prove it. Now, Temper, you are the leader man, you need to live by examples and show those before us, what we are made of, I don't want this match to end up a tag team match, we suppose to go out big on MSN, and not look like some cheesy pissed off match, cause I don't want any other match on the card to show us up, cause if we are main eventing, then we will need to put on ths show, you got it. So, partners please make your voices heard, and JBL, Robert be smart and do the smart things are I made the proclaim, it's only for you to listen and follow them, if you are trully ready to be over us, and not under us, cause right now, you guys are on the losing end of this match, and yea, I am thirsty for some blood shed too, and two will not be enough. With that said, Kris Dawson once again nods her head, as the crowd boos in the back while still waiting to get their ticket before they sold out, as well the people in the ring area, enjoying the house show boos, but they could alway expect the best from Lucas either you hate him or love him, as Kris Dawson once again brings the mic to her lips and begins to speak once again. <~ "WGEF Interviewer" Kris Dawson~> Wow, Lucas strong words, impressive. Now, I know you just go here, and it seems you are a very busy man as of late, alot busier that I must say before you start running with this company, so I am going to finish this quick interview with, do you have any final words or comments to your opponents and your oppoents, as the hours countdown til tomorrow night's PPV broadcast, as you all will be stealing the Main Event of the night. Lucas was seen closing his eyes for a brief moment, as he tries to stirr some words together to finish up the interview, but really there was none to say, as Lucas just shrugs his shoulders, as Kris Dawson brings the mic back over to Lucas's lips on final time, as he finishes off the interview for him to go take care of things. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> I am usually known as the man with short words to say, and alot of actions, that's what I am basically going to say, and that's (Lucas looks into the camera, as his eyes glares from the backstage lights and the camera light shinging into his eyes) Coming tomorrow night, no matter if you are friend or foe, this is going to be war, this is going to be hell, and everyone in that ring is inviting, cause I do believe everyone in that match got something to prove and looking towards big things in Aimoo. So, Team Orton, be ready to meet a punishing end of rookie-style career as for Team Temper, we will live up to our names, and show why in the hell we are the best, and we are going to put the others to rest...a 6 ft. deep rest, and Matt Wards knows exactly what I am talking (the crowd boos) as well these fans, and I looking to make an encore performance. The Living Nightmare is the REALITY! Lucas then nods, as well as Kris Dawson, as she take her leave from Lucas, and spots another superstar arriving to the building, as Lucas only shrugs, as he then swings the doors of the arnea open and enter through the doors, as he heads down the corridors, as he makes his way to his lockeroom, as the WGEF camera fades to black on him. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Hours later, the scene picks up inside the lockeroom, of Team Temper as all men are either standing around or sitting, as they are reflecting of what's been happening, as Edge, Temper and SVD has just arrived to the Arena Civica, as Lucas made prepartions for their lockeroom, as Lucas was sitting on a folding chair backwards with his arms resting on the back of it, as Edge and SVD sitting on the couch, flip through everyone promos about the match, as Temper leans up against the wall, with his eyes close, as everyone in the room knows there's alot running on the line, and each of them has something to prove, and they know after Sunday, they either still going to be friends or enemies once championships begins to be on the line on the Aimoo Network, as it will all Begins Again in the WGEF, as til Temper finally speaks up. <~ "Leader Of Team Temper" Temper ~> Guys, (as Temper open his eyes up) Like Lucas say, alot of thing change after the PPV, we could be the best of the pals, my streak continue to live on, be at each other necks, but tomorrow night, we got to work as one single solid unit, and that's to put Team Orton to shame, and make them eat their very own words, especially Chris Orton himself, and Matt Ward, attacking SVD, but only to have JBL getting his ass kicked and weaken by SVD and Triple H. It's seem everyone is attacking someone, but if it favors us, then we better use that opporunity to our advantage. I didn't come back to WGEF to have my streak killed, I want to live on and teach these rookies that's there no shame in losing to Legends like us, as it will just toughen them up for their future with WGEF, if th ey decide to stick along for the ride. Wouldn't you agree, Lucas. Lucas stares over at Temper, and just noding his head up and down, as he cuts his eyes towards SVD, icing up, and somewhat bandaged from the attacks of Matt Ward, and his dark match with JBL, as he sees Edge is ready to go with this match as well, and it seems that they are in full force tonight in Milian only literally 24 hours away from the match, but the crowd knows that Team Orton is in the house tonight, and alot of things can still happen from now til then, as then Lucas begins to speak, as he sits there comforatably in his chair. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Temper is right guys, tomorrow night, we are going to war (Lucas sports his camo coat, with LP stitched into it) As you can see imagary, I am ready to go to war, and finish this once and for all, up to this very point, I have not been given alot of opportunites, and I think Trish and Kaylee has over looked us each and every one us to long, and I think that this very match, is going to make us very unique to them and know they gott a few good men headiang to Aimoo with them, but for Christ Sake of Team Orton, they got one hell of a chance in the dark to try to beat us, and if they don't get the job done tomorrow night, all 4 of us have proven we are the very damm best in this business, and that Team Orton will always be the losing end of this fight, as they stand no chance in beating us, by single they suck, but together, they are the worst bunch of superstars, that can't work as a single unit, but only to self-destruct with in, and people doing their work for them. All I can say, guys are you really ready for this match...Are you ready, SVD? SVD looks over at Lucas, as he stands up and streches, as he knows he's not 100% but, he's not going to let the attack of Matt Ward slow him down, or after that brutal match with JBL and winning it go to his head, as tomorrow night is a new day, and he got something to prove to these fans that use to cheer him, now they are booing him, but he's going to make them remember why he's the Sexiest Hardkore Icon of the WGEF. <~ "The Sexiest Hardkore Icon" Salman Van Damm ~> Don't worry about me, Lucas. I may not look like a million dollars right now, or the best shape of my career. But, I am not called "hardkore" for nothing, and if this is the best that Ward and JBL can do to me, then they failed miserably of putting me out of action, cause when it comes tomorrow night, hell will have no fury when I come back and bite them right in the ass, and show them a true beat down, and help beat Robert Stevenson right out of the WGEF, so he can remember that wrestling is not for him, and if you can't handle the beating then you can't hang with the best. (SVD looks over at Edge) Any final out puts on this Edge? Edge then looks at his 3 partner for the ngiht, as he stands up, and fixes up his coat he wears all the time, and just smirks, and cracks his neck, as he licks his chops, with a WGEF cameraman closing in on hjs face, as Edge speaks for the group the last time, as they don't need to share words with each other as much as Matt Ward does or Chris Orton, as these 4 men were less on words and more about atcion, as Edge finishes up their meeting. <~ "The Rated R Superstar" Edge ~> All I know, in this output gentlemen, tomorrow night, will surely be our night, tomorrow it's all about the legends who made WGEF it is today, and who really is the generation leading the WGEF to a brighter future, and for those deserve to be champion one day, as I know Ward and them are full of it, but really when it comes down to it, they can't hold a candle to us, either we win or lose, they still have alot to prove, and just beating us won't make a statement, it's about holding your own, and not relying on others to do the word for, I should know, I ain't Rated R for nothing, and I don't need much help of kicking their asses, so guys (all 3 of them look at Edge) If we are going to do this..Then let's do it. With that said, all 4 men gather around, and nods their head, and pound each other in the chests, and psyche each other up, as the legends in Team Temper storm out of their lockeroom invades the corridors of the Arena Civica, as Lucas proclaimed there's no telling what will happen with these guys together, and with Whatever It Take biting at our ankles, anything can happen in the WGEF. What else could possibly happen next, as the WGEF cameras once again goes to black. TBC: BY ME ONLY LUCASPRODIGY@WGEF2009 Character Disclaimer: All Rights of Lucas Prodigy Roleplays belongs to Billy. Lucas Prodigy, is not related in any forms of Limp Bizkit or Fred Durst. Lucas Prodigy is recognized to be WGEF Character Only, if seen anywhere else inform me at [email protected]. And too many thanks to Pure Essence for the banner and layout. Now, don't steal but Enjoy! | | | | | | | | | |
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| | |The Prophecy| | | | |Of Wrestling | | | |T I T L E|
We All Are Going To Hell...Are We Not? |M E N T I O N E D |
Team Temper, Team Orton | N E X T M A T C H |
Team Temper vs. Team Orton |O O C|
Numero Trez...playing off from number 2, leading into Sunday Morning!, And this roleplay will have very little to deal with Lucas, as I am trying to get everyone involved. Oh yeah, I am enjoying myself going back and forth with LP and HHH rps. got my weekend covered, I wish everyone that RP against, from Jon, JBL, John, Drew and Tammz best of luck. | | | As then as WGEF Live returns from commerical break, after a couple of segements that dealt with Triple H/Deacon Havok/Matthew Greene, along a segement with Phoenix Winterborne interview with Robert Levy, the crowd out in the Arena Civica, right here in Milan, Italy are really not ready to call it a night, as the crowd keep chanting "We Want More, We Want More, We Want More", as then the light becomes eerie red, as images of Temper, Edge, SVD, and Lucas Prodigy begins to be flickering throught the titantron as "Highway To Hell" by AC/DC begins to blare over the PA, as the crowd gives off a mixed reaction cause within the group of Team Temper there are some fan favorites and some fans hated ones, as then Temper comes out follow by, Lucas Prodigy, Edge, and SVD, as all 4 men appear on the stage and throw their arms in the air, as fire ball pyro errupts on stage, as these 4 men are seem to be ready to go to war, as they get ready to walk down their highway to hell against Team Orton, as then the 4 men start making their way down the ramp, as 4 men look very serious, as Lucas points up at the top of the arena, where a steel cage hang in balance, as Temper nods his head, as it seems there boys, brought themselves some little protection so that no more cheap shots could be made, as were are less than 20 hours to go, with the W.I.T PPV is at their heels, as Kelly Young, makes her way to the ring, as she holds the mic right up to her lips and begins to introduce Team Temper <~ "WGEF Ring Annoucer" Kelly Young~> Ladies and gentlemen, please at this time, welcome, at a weight of combine total of 854lbs, Temper, Lucas Prodigy, SVD and The Rated R Superstar, Edge, known as Team Temper! Team Temper made their way to the ring, as each four men choose a side of the ring, and slides right in underneath of the ropes, and went to the closest turnpost to them, and climbs it, as all 4 men, poses for the crowd, as the crowd took as many pictures as they can, even tho they hate them, but these 4 men makes up the other 1/2 of the Main Event of tomorrow night, as then the four men, jump off from the turnposts, as Temper makes his way to Kelly, and grabs the mic from her, as the other 3 men grab their own mic as well, as Temper makes his way in the middle of the ring, and cues the back to kill the theme, as he raises the mic to his lips and begins to speak. <~ "Leader Of Team Temper" Temper ~> That's right, ladies and gentlemen boo us, boo the men that made what the WGEF it is today, for this generation, for the men who made impact in this very busy, who made impact wherever we go. (the crowd continues to boo at them) You got 4 of the top WGEF athletes in this ring together, under for one cause and that's showing these rookies, that WGEF legends are not meant to be fucked with, or more to say to be laughing at, cause we are no joke..oh no no...We break bad jokes, we break poor excuses of superstars that actually think they are better than us, and I am speaking about the 4 clowns that makes up, Team Orton, I am speaking about JBL, a legend on his last broken limb, I am speaking about Matt Ward, a man with man faces and doesn't know how to stay around long enough to hold a good feud with, I am talk about Robert Stevenson, who seems can't handle the pressures of WGEF wrestling, and following his little uncle foot steps, who's going to choke up at the WGEF Championship, and finally Chris Orton, the leader of the misfits in action, a joke that should never ever been WGEF Champion nor Undisputed Champion, the reason that Tamms and Trish strap the title around his wasit, was to fuel his ego, about thinking he's actually good, in that case we know he's not that all impressive (the crowd boos) Yeah..yeah..but most of all the strap was only around his waist, just to trophy him and to embarass him, Tamms played him like a tool, and I know it must be very sickening to have a man like Chris Orton trying to kiss your ass, make an impression, trying to make an excuse from what he done to you in the past, and he calls himself a threat to me, and consider himself a challenge to us..He's not. Tomorrow night, Team Temper is going to bulldoze Team Orton right into the ground after this war is all said and done. The crowd boos, more and more, as they hate the real facts about this mismatch up, as then Lucas starts moving around, and signals the WGEF hands to lower the cage over them to protect them from a foregin objects from the crowd, and try to keep Team Orton trying to run down to the ring, and cause  more pain for themselve, the cage is not protecting Team Temper, it's protecting Team Orton not trying to make a 2nd mistake, as then as the cage surrounds the ring, Lucas brings the mic to his lips, as he was the 2nd man in charge as he begins to speak into the mic. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> You see, ladies and gentlemen, you only boo us, cause you just hate it when we are right, you hate the fact that our blood will not be spilled in this very ring, oh no. You hate the fact, that your crusaders are going to meet a terrible feat at our hands, you are going to hate it when finally the good guys never win at the end, and it's time for the bad guys to actually win for tonight, and prove to you all and the WGEF superstars, that we are legends, we are the main eveners, we are the headliners that are going to go on to Aimoo, and continue to do what we do best and that's literally kicking ass, not making movies, not posing for some GLAMOUR magazine, or disappearing and reappearing changing looks, or doing some kind of stupid energy drink, or actually call it quits just after one match, these 4 men that we got to face, have really nothing in common, just for one thing, and that's trying to actually kick our butts (the crowd roars) and make you people believe they got what it takes to beat us (the crowd chants YEAH) But, you know something that's not happening, never going to happen, cause all Orton, Ward and JBL just did up to this point is cheap shot us and talked, and all we did is return the favor and some, and if they think that's it is going to happen just like tomorrow night..Well, boys, you are in the wrong war, this war...it's all about spilling blood, taken names, and prove to the WGEF-NATION, who's better...the rookies...or the legends, and so far, it's the legends that making our voices heard, and not some snot nose punks. Lucas just only smirk as he climbs the ropes and bangs on the cage and tempts the crowd to throw something at them, as the crowd could only boo at them, til a real fan favorite turn heated, as SVD approaches around the ring, with his mic in hand, as he lets out a laugh, as he is clearly seen pretty banged up, but still holding his own, and he wasn't called hardkore for nothing, as he would bring his mic up to his lips and begins to speak to his so-called former fans. <~ "The Sexiest Hardkore Icon" Salman Van Damm ~> It's very funny, that you ladies and gentlemen, that you sit in those chairs and boo me, you boo me for making my decision to be part of this match, make thise decision to teach these rookies a thing or two about this business, you boo me after I carried you all on my back from the best perofrmances in my life, the shows I put on, and even I came back to this business, for you fans, but you boo me. I see it, you think that the rookies are better than me (SVD gets real serious) You think those little freaking pricks are better than me, don't you. But, you know something, maybe it was a wrong decision to put my support in with you people at the start of my career, I finally see that I've wasted my time with each and every single of you, and now the way I see it, those rookies look like the birght stars that twinkle in your eyes , and hope they bring hope in your eyes, but you see ladies and gentlemen, if you think you were wasting time on me, you are going to be really wasting your time on them, what have they really done for this business, except to run their mouths and lose more matches more than me, I mean the only sucessful superstar that carrying them is Robert Stevenson, and you got another superstar, who use to be my friend, but only to be a switcheroo between your team and The Jarrett Alliance, and that's Matt Ward, who gotten lucky in our last encounter, but I guess this tiime around, it's my turn to shut up Matt Ward once and for all, and I know Lucas still wants another piece of him (the crowd boos, as Lucas nods in agreement) You see, folks. In this very cage, you got caged animals that is ready to tear it up with those boys, and like Lucas said, we are not protecting ourselves, we are protecting Team Orton, so they could actually have a real future in thsi business, and not try anything stupid like you people trying to do, to tick us off. I suggest you all stop or you will have to pay the price as well. The crowd literally boos at the last comment that SVD made, as SVD just smirks, cause he knew that was the kind of reaction he was going to get from them, as then Edge, who leaning against the turn post, coughs in the mic, and tries to grab all the attention from the fans, as they boos, cause they know they are about to hear from the Rated R Superstar himself, as this was only half hour ago from when these four men just talked in their lockeroom, as Edge finally begins to speak into the mic and hope to finish this in-ring time to speak to the fans. <~ "The Rated R Superstar" Edge ~> What is it with you people? Do you really think we give a damm about any of you? You really think we give a damm from all the support you try to give us, or convince that you have for us. Do you think that really matters to us? (the crowd boos still, but chant Yeah) No, cause it was men like me, that goes down to this very ring and put our bodies on the line, we put championship opportunities on the line, we come out here and do our jobs, and the only things you people are good for is voicing your opinion, and just sit back there, after hard day work of sitting behindt the desk, and saying this is the hardest job in America, no folks, for what we do in this ring, we got high risk of hurting ourselve, high risk for injuries, and that's why we have to look away from you people, cause it just doesn't matter what you people think about us anymore, it's all about what our opponents think, they think they are better than us, they think they are going to win this big ol'' main event, they think they can pull one out of their asses and show us up..NAH I don't think so (the crowd boos, as Edge continues) Go ahead, people boo...boo hoo, fucking cry about the truth we speak about, you people mean absolutely nothing to the WGEF, all you do is buy tickets, and cheer on the good guys, but you see, like Lucas said, it's about god damm time that the bad guys, start taken things over, it's about god damm time we shake things up, and it's about god damm time, you people live with that, cause simply we are better than all of you, we are better than team Orton... we are..... Before, Edge could finish speaking, "Let The Bodies Hit The Floor" by Drowning Pool begins to blare over the PA, as the crowd errupts in favortism towards the rookies, as Temper, Lucas, SVD and Edge all walk to the closest side of the cage that looks up at the ramp, just as Chris Orton, Matt Ward, JBL and Robert Stevenson appear on the stage, as the crowd literally roar in approaval, as Team Temper shows no emotions for their interuption, as Chris Orton was seen likcing his lips, with Matt Ward, tightening the gloves on his hands, and tightening the bandana around his head, as JBL, is seen with a bandage on his head, and his ribs are wrapped up, as Robert Stevnson is applauding Team Temper of making complete fools of themselves, as then a stage hand comes across the stage and gives the four men each a mic, of their own, as he then would disappears from the side as Chris Orton, cues the back to kills his them, as Chris Orton brings his mic to his lips and begins to speak to the four men in a ring surrounded by a steel cage. <~ "Sexiest Man of The WGEF" Chris Orton ~> We are...We are what Gentlemen, .gentlemen, please stop embarassing yourselves for once, I mean you guys are hiding behind a cage from us, which you are saying you are protecting us and not yourselves, but you know damm well what we are capable of, and you couldn't live with the idea, that another member of your little "older than bucket of dirt" team having a high chance of getting injured like poor SVD, right there, I made sure Matt Ward got my vegenace for me, knowning the fact that you four men try to take me out, but you know somehting, I am still fucking stnading (the crowd roars) You gentlemen did not get the job done, and now, I am on the hunt for blood as muchas you all are, and trust me, I will get my blood lust fullfill, even it makes me do some of the sickest things, that I never have done in my career, and more to say, I am looking to open your ass up, Temper. I am going to make your bleed like a stuff pig and expose you that you can be beaten (the crowd roars) You can be beaten as easily as me. And you will know it, after I hit there's Nowhere To Run. As Chris Orton lowers his mic, Temper begins to laugh hysterically, he laugh for the first time in front of a live audience, and when he laughs, the crowd gotten shaken up, cause this was kind of man, that wasn't suppose to laugh, as Temper once agian brings his mic to his lips and begins to speak once again this time to Orton, and his little misfits. <~ "Leader Of Team Temper" Temper ~> Oh wow, Chris (Temper still laughing) You actually going to try to make me bleed, you really think you can do that, before you go busting yourself open, after the beatdown you have taken from us, trying to hit on my girl, Paris Joir, (Temper laughs, as Chris just cuts his eyes toward Temper) Please little boy, do not make us adults made, and have to bend you over our lap, and beat your ass with our leather belts, I mean, really, how can I ever take you seriouslly, huh. Chris, you are trying to challenge me to a one on one match, where you know there's no chance in hell you can beat me in, and let alone, you got four other guys like me, if not much worser than I am, that are ready to rip those tiny limbs off of you and your little mistits..and talking about making me bleed, how the hell would you be able to do that, after we will literally break every damm bone in your body, and these people are going to cry their fucking eyes out, to see their has fallen, and there's no god, nor satan is going to save your soul in time, for the war we are about to put you boys in, and it's about time you all remember that, you wanna challenge me, well, you got the challenge, and it's alot more than you baragin for, and I can guarandamm tee that. Ha (the crowd still boos) People please just shut up, you bunch of hypocrites. The crowd boos, as Matt Ward moves forwards and holds Chris Orton back from saying anything he's going to regret, and it seem Matt Wards is going to flect on some comments that Temper just made about god and satan, as it seems to fit his new persona, as Matt Ward begins to laugh on his own, as he brings his mic up and begins to speak, as the crwod start dying down some again. <~ "The American Devil" Matt Ward ~> Whoa Whoa, Temper. If I were you, I would slow down and watch the hell, I say, cause the only satan running the yard here in WGEF, is me (the crowd in approval) (at Matt points on his necAnd another things, if you boys decide to jump my partner again, I will make sure that there is a far worose more consequence than SVD suffer at my hands, it's going to be with this bike chain (as Matt points at it around his neck) and this damm lead pipe (as it could be seen in his hand, as he holds the mic in the other) Now, you boys been talking to much trash long enough, and you are talking about that all the talking will be all said and done tomorrow night in our little war, (Matt raises an eyebrow) I couldn't agree with you more. Maybe, I can't stick with one persona, as like Lucas, I like to change things up about me, and make myself most unique as possbile, and I believe being the American Devil of the WGEF, is proven to me, I am the biggest badass in the WGEF today, as I shown it to SVD twice, and I am looking to make a third time a charm, coming tomorrow night. (the crowd roar in approval, as Matt Ward stares at Lucas, as Lucas couldn't help but to look back at him) And Lucas, you own me a rematch you son of a bitch, and I am not liking the idea of how you are talking about my past relationships and their deaths, you heartless son of a bitch, I thought you were the voice, the man of the WGEF people, but nope..you are just like the rest of them, power hungry, and quite frankly very stupid, cause with those kind of comments you made, you have pissed alot of people, who made have a tragic tale, I mind, and if I were you I would mind myself what I would do within the next 20 hours before we have our match, cause next time, you won't be so lucky of beating me, the next thing you will be doing will be 6 feet deep dirt nap (the crowd roars) Curtoisy of The American Devil, you son of a bitch. The crowd gets behind Matt Ward, as they chant his name "Ward, Ward, Ward", as Ward throws his arms up, and taunt Lucas, as the crowd goes wild, as Lucas is seen climbing the cage, as he was ready to climb the cage and run up the ramp, and give a big beatdown on to Ward, and not caring who might be attacking him doing the process, as Temper looks at Lucas, and just shakes his head no, as Lucas sits on the top of the cage, and looks down at the ramp, as eeire light begins to shine on him, as he begins to speak once again into his mic. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> You know something, Matt, you awfully talking to big for yourself, Big Man. I mean the last time, I encountered you, no matter what I said about you, and your dead girlfriends, I walk away from the match, after I kicked your damm ass everywhere in this very damm ring, you fucking cried your little eyes out not only to the team you are standing next to right now, but to The Jarrett Alliance, and here you are talking as if you are a team player. all I see is a man that's fucking confused, and took alot of damm shots in his head, either physiqually from being in matches, or mentality, after learning the deaths of your loves one. (the crowd boos as it seem Lucas will not drop that) And I awfully feel sorry for Amy and Michelle Jarrett of dating you and your brother, James. Matt, what in the world can you offer the Jarrett Alliance, another damm lost, they can't even beat the Main Event Maifia, no matter what partner they choose, all of them are fucking hasbeens, and Phoenix Winterborne, a man I had respect for, is a fucking hasbeen to be joining with the likes of them as well (the crowd boos, as Lucas true colors are emergin ont he surfaces) You see, Matt these fucking people know it, they only cheer you all on, just to hype you four up, and actually believe you stand a chance against us. It's very clear that you guys don't (The crowd boos) I been in a match with all of you, I beaten 3 of you, and I lost to one of you, and Robert, you are the only lucky one of these 4, those men next to you, should mean nothing but close to jackshit, you are bigger than they are, but yet, you failed to realease that, and that's why you are leaving this company after all things are said and done, and maybe, just maybe, we can run into each other one more time to actually to see who';s better, it's not about winning matches, it's acutally mean a god damm thing to this company, not packing your bags and leave just like that, but let me reassure you, coming tomorrow night, I will help in all means by letting you leave this arena as a broken down hasbeen, you got me. Robert just then walks forward clapping his hand, and somewhat bowing down to him of literally watching Lucas saying all this bullshit and embarassing himself, as he then raises his mic up to his lips and begins to speak. -xx//Robert Stevenson\\xx- You know something, Lucas. You are so full of it, and you know it, you damm well in a straight up one on one match, you stand no chance in hell with me, even when I had Chris Orton, as my partner and you talk all this nonsense about how I am carrying him, whiich I am not, but I do believe, I was the man that pinned your ass, to score the win for my team. (the crowd roars) Where as I expose you as a freaking phony, Lucas. That's what you are, and yes, rumors are true that, I am leaving but I am planning to leave on top once our team kicks your team ass, and show how we bring the ratings, and where your generation is dropping them, and like the saying goes, the legends should just die off somewhere, and make way for the new faces in WGEF, but it's too bad, that I won't be around to see that, and see that Chris Orton, JBL and Matt Ward, standing tall in this halls, knowing for the fact they kicked your ass, and I help accomplished to destroy the winning streak of the of, Temper. and none of you can deny them of that pleasure. The crowd roars in approval of Reobert's response, as Lucas just shakes his head no, and said it is them that be winning the main event coming tomorrow night, jsut as then Edge brings his mic to his lips and begins to speak. TBC: BY ME ONLY (This Roleplay will finish in the last roleplay, and final segement) LUCASPRODIGY@WGEF2009 Character Disclaimer: All Rights of Lucas Prodigy Roleplays belongs to Billy. Lucas Prodigy, is not related in any forms of Limp Bizkit or Fred Durst. Lucas Prodigy is recognized to be WGEF Character Only, if seen anywhere else inform me at [email protected]. And too many thanks to Pure Essence for the banner and layout. Now, don't steal but Enjoy! | | | | | | | | | |
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| | |The Living Nightmare| | | | |Prophet Of Wrestling | | | |T I T L E|
We All Are Going To Hell...Are We Not? |M E N T I O N E D |
Team Temper, Team Orton | N E X T M A T C H |
Team Temper vs. Team Orton |O O C|
THE FINALE FOR LUCAS!, this will be the shortest RP for Lucas, best of luck once again. | | | <~ "The Rated R Superstar" Edge ~> What the hell was that bullshit, you just said, Robert (the crowd boos as, Edge start speaking into the mic, as he finished up) You guy are going to bring the rating to the Main Event Match, cause you believe you the hottest living peiece of shit, to be recognize as the newphew of Drew Stevenson, and feeling awfuly big of himself cause he was able to get a win over myself and Lucas (the crowd roars) So, what of it, Robert, I have been beaten in the past, so has Lucas, but one god damm win doesn't mean a golden opportunity, and it's not something to be proud of to just walk away form WGEF with just one win under your belt, what are you going to do after WGEF, go back to WalMart, and be a cart collector, or go to Food Lion, and be a bag boy, cause the way I see you, that's what your job was before you ever decided to ge tinvolve with wrestling, if it wasn't for your uncle, or legacy, you won't have a shot here, as you will just be over looked and uncared for what happens to you down the road, so don't you dare talk shit about Lucas or us, casue we been on this road for a very long time, and I am not going to let a bunch of god damm rookies saying anything diffrent, and if I know JBL, he's going to prasie tosay, he finance his way through this match just in case he lost...cause why...he's JBL, givie me a break, Robert, I think JBL is rubbing on some alittle, and I guess you might like that. The crowd boos with Edges, comment as JBL who is standing by Robert, as JBL back aways, and fixes his tie on his suit, as he looks down at the ring, with the four men still surroounded by the steel cage, as JBL brings his mic to his lips and begins to speak finally last for his team towards Team Temper, as he begins to speak. -xx//"The Wrestling God" John Bradshaw Layfield\\xx- Oh come on, Edge, am I that predictable that I will go into my finacne, and by my win tomorrow night, over the likes of you four, you have to be kidding me, I don't need to waste my money on talent like yourself, as i gotta be more conserive with my money, and how well I spend, it but I do know, after we kick your four asses, we will be raking in the money, and I can expand my energy drink empire, so I have alittle bit of a good retirement fun to live on for the rest of my life, where oyu boys, will be just struggle, ask little poor boy from Pancakestin, he's so poor, that he's uses RVD's "drugs" to get money so he can get started in this business, maybe that's why he's fucking crazy as ever thinking he god damm legend of the WGEF, but you know something, legends don't mean a damm thing, if you are not a Wrestling God, and that's what I am (the crowd gives mixed reaction) and you boys are not. The crowd actually cheers for JBL, as SVD is pissed off from the comments, as he was the last one to deliver the word, to Team Orton, with the hours counting down, and minturs to end the house show in Milian, Italy, as SVD, joins Lucas on top of the cage, and speaks <~ "The Sexiest Hardkore Icon" Salman Van Damm ~> You know something, JBL for once in your life, I would just the hell up, at least I am not crying each and every god damm week for a damm title opportunity, cause really, why should anybody give it to you, all you have proven is that you are a god damm failure, and this little energy drink bull shit, is just your escape from wrestling, cause you know you won't last long after tomorow night is all said and done, cause tomorrow night, I am going to prove, that I am simply better than you, and I will get my hands on Matt Wards, and I am gooing to SLAM JAM DROP his ass to hell, just like I did to you, And when it all said and done, we four men inside the cage, is goiung to unleash our rage on you, and you are going to wish this cage would be up to save your asses, cause nobody is tomorrow night. And that's that. With that said, "Highway to Hell" by AC/DC, begins to play, as Lucas and SVD made their way down from the cage, as the cage lifts up, as Team Temper taunts Team Orton to come to the ring, and let's go at it right now, but Kaylee's send security to stop them battling each other and worsen things more, as she needs her main event, as the crowd in the arena goes wild as the two teams are ready to go to war, and they don't wanna wait til Whatever It Takes, as the WGEF House Shows fades to black, with Temper staring down Chris Orton, as Chris Orton returns the favor. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ WGEF Main Event Team Orton Vs. Team Temper Rookies Vs. Legend  Prize: Bragiing Rights
With that Main Event only mere seconds away, as W.I.T has been jammed packed and explosive, and the crowd is enjoying every moment in Arena Civica, as then the image of battle ready Lucas appears on the titantron, as the crowd boos, as everyone that this legends must got something to say, and sees that every participant in this match is indeed showing up, as Lucas walks out from of the back, as he disappears form the titantron, with a mic in hand, as he walks down the ramp, without his theme playing as he doesn't need to be psyched anymore that he is now, as he raises the mic to his lips and begins to speak. <~ "The Living Nightmare Prophet" Lucas E. Prodigy ~> Boys, right here and right now, the talk of war is over, the talk of who's better is offically all said and done, and last night, we were ready to tear each other heads apart, as both sides says the undeniable aruguments, and what can I say, both team has strong factors verbally, so we know we are mentally ready for this match, but are you physiqually. (as Lucas continues to head down the ramp receving heat from son, and somewhat cheers) In this very ring right here, right now, one of us is really walking away from this, either a member of Team Temper or Team Orton it's all about the Last Man Standing in this ring, and as you can see, I am fucking ready for this, I been ready for this for a very..very..long time, I been wanting this, and so do I need to get myself even more confident of kicking your asses (Lucas shakes his head) No, I don't think I need to do just a things, Matt Ward filled us the ammo, Chris Orton spilled the bullshit, and I just cleaned it up along with the rest of the guys, and we agreed, we are sick and tired and waiting, the main event is now, the main event is going to happen, as I know Chris Orton is in the back yapping his mouth of to Kris Dawson, as he will enter the ring last, I say Orton, you better say your prayer and say a prayer or two for all of your team mates, cause the Nightmare Prophhet is ready to unleash his unholy abilites, and ready to nail crosses all over your sorry asses (Lucas climbs into the ring, as he finally reaches it, as he stands on top of the tunrpost then yells) BOYS!, IT'S TIME TO GO TO WAR, NOW LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLEEEEEEEEEEEE! The crowd actually cheered for Lucas, as they couldn't agree with him anymore, as Lucas is in his wrestling attire, and pacing back and forth, as he waits for the arrivals of his partners, then the opponents, just as then Edge begins to make his way out, as the Main Event of the evening begins to go underway. TBC: BY NO ONE! LUCASPRODIGY@WGEF2009 Character Disclaimer: All Rights of Lucas Prodigy Roleplays belongs to Billy. Lucas Prodigy, is not related in any forms of Limp Bizkit or Fred Durst. Lucas Prodigy is recognized to be WGEF Character Only, if seen anywhere else inform me at [email protected]. And too many thanks to Pure Essence for the banner and layout. Now, don't steal but Enjoy! | | | | | | | | | |
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