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Post by Eden on Aug 7, 2020 18:16:44 GMT -5
LOCATION & ARENAPLEASANT GROVE, CALIFORNIAWAKE ISLAND WATERPARKROLEPLAY & SEGMENT DEADLINES Friday, August 21st, 2020 at 9 PM PST, Midnight EST, 11 PM CT (US) Saturday, August 22nd, 2020 at 5 AM (UK) Saturday, August 22nd, 2020 at 4 PM (AUS)
ROLEPLAY LIMIT ONE per competitor
1000 to 2000 Match One:Mad Dog vs. Charlotte Ross w/ Lilith Evans & Lady BlackA contrast in styles as Mad Dog meets Ross. Mad Dog is a crazy hillbilly, no other way around it. No style to his fighting, chain linking moves? The only thing he chain links is his backyard fence. Ross also fancies herself a brawler, but these two are not the same. Ross is probably the more “refined“ of the two but that really doesn't matter; now this match has interesting written all over it.
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Post by maddog on Aug 15, 2020 8:04:38 GMT -5
Mad Dog’s House Big Ugly, WV 8/13/20 – Off Camera
I'm strong enough to hold you through the winter Mean enough to stare your demons down The hard times put the shine into the diamond I won't let that keep us in the ground
"Baby, we'll figure something out, we always have. Ya know the Lord won't put more on us than we can handle with him by our side". The words escape Mad Dogs lips as he tries to console his wife Heather. Mad Dog and his normally feisty redheaded wife sit at their kitchen table, and like many people around the world right now are wondering how they are going to pay their bills this month. With tears in her eyes she says, "this isn't like any other time Mark, the world isn't the same, I'm laid off, we are locked in our houses, and we have no idea what we are going to do for school with the kids".
Mad Dog hates seeing his wife worry, especially over money. He was raised old school, where the man is the bread winner and is his responsibility to provide for the family. He takes his wife’s hands into his, as their arms rest on the table, and he looks into her beautiful green eyes. “Baby, I’m gonna win on the twenty-third and hit the pay window. After that, Shogon is gonna start and I’m gonna win that whole damn thing, and we are gonna be set”.
Heather smiles at her loving husband, but still holds back tears. Both her and Mad Dog had grown up poor, and she had sworn to herself that her kids would never have to go through the struggles she did growing up. She has faith in her husband, and he has never let her down, he has always kept his word and done everything he can to provide for the family, but things are different this time. The world is different and it will never be the same.
Mad Dog can see the uncertainty in Heather's eyes. This uncertainty hurts him, it strikes him to his core and he feels it in his soul. He knows his wife means nothing bad by it, but it hurts his foolish pride. He grips her hands tighter, reaffirming his seriousness but also giving her a sense of security. “I can fire up the still and run a few gallons, you know old white lightning is recession proof”, Mad Dog says.
“Mark, No”, Heather says as she pulls her hands away. “We have too much to risk for you to get caught shinning. Just… ju…”. Her words trail off as she falls silent and slumps back in her chair. Mad Dog leans forward, sitting even more at attention, concerned about his wife’s state. “Baby, what is it?” he asks. “Nothing, I shouldn’t have even thought it” she replies. This only makes his curiosity stronger, as he says “baby, just say it, I’m a big boy, I can take whatever it is”.
Heathers arms unfold from her body, her somber demeanor changes to one of fire, not of anger, but of determination. She leans forward and with a very serious look in her eyes and tone in her voice says, “Just make damn sure you win, not just this match, but you go on and you win that whole tournament. We took a leap of faith when you quit the mines and went to wrestling full time, so you better make this work, because this is your last shot at making your dream your career. Now baby, I love you and I’ll always stand by you, but you gotta make this work.”.
Mad Dog leans forward and places his hand on Heather's, he looks her in the eye matching her intensity and passion as he says, “baby, you know I’m going to give every last drop of blood, sweat, and beers I got to make this thing work”. Heather smiles and says, “I think you mean blood, sweat, and tears baby”. Mad Dog smiles and says, “na baby, beers, I’m not crying like some little b*tch”. Heather cracks a smile and laughs a little bit, saying “you’re such an idiot”. Mad Dog smiles back at her and says, “yeah, but I’m your idiot”. The two of them smile at each other and then both lean across the table and embrace in a kiss.
I'm a riser I'm a get up off the ground, don't run and hider Pushing comes a-shovin' Hey I'm a fighter
Mad Dog’s Backyard Big Ugly, WV 8/17/20 – On Camera
“THWACK!”
The sound of an ax smashing through a piece of wood is heard as we fade in to see Mad Dog swinging an ax into a block of wood. His tank top is drenched with sweat as the humidity of the Appalachian Mountains drains the water from the body. Mad Dog sits a piece of wood on the big block made out of a stump, and then lifts the ax up over his head and brings it down with a hard swing, slicing the piece of wood in half.
Mad Dog puts the ax to the ground and leans against it holding himself up with one hand, while he pulls a handkerchief from his back pocket with the other hand and begins wiping the sweat off of his face. The voice of Sunny Jim cuts in saying, “JESUS IT’S HOT OUT HERE!”. Mad Dog looks over his shoulder and sees Sunny, who looks like he just got off the gold course walking into his backyard.
“You wanna take a few licks?” Mad Dog asks as he turns around to face Sunny. Sunny chuckles and says, “shoot no, that is too much work for me, I prefer to hire those jobs out”. Mad Dog scoffs and shakes his head. “Why are you out here breaking your back in this heat?” Sunny asks. Mad Dog shakes his head in disbelief, and a bit in shock at how different his life is from Sunny’s, and then says “Well, it’s a heck of a workout, and I need to stack wood for the winter, but I ain’t got the money to hire the job out. Besides, what would my Dad or Grand Pappy say if they saw me hiring a guy to do a job I could do myself?”. Sunny stops in the shade of a nearby Oak tree, and puts his hands on his hips.
They’d probably disown you.
Yeah, no sh*t, but only after they chewed my ass.
Well, you won’t have time for stuff like this soon enough, you’re big star bound.
Mad Dog sits another piece of wood on the block and splits it with a big swing of the sharp ax. Mad Dog continues working but begins speaking while doing so.
Ya know what old Hank Junior said, if your big star bound, it’s a long hard ride. Well, I guess I am big star bound cause my whole my career, shoot, my whole damn life has been a long hard ride. I’ve known nothing but hard work my entire life, and I have spent all of my formative years busting my ass, because I have always been taught that hard work makes dreams come true. I got big dreams, and I sure know how to work hard.
Mad Dog sinks the ax blade into the wooden block, turns to the camera, and pulls his suspenders down off of his shoulders.
After I beat a man twice my size in my debut match, I get left sitten at home instead of getten another chance to hit the pay window, that sh*t takes food off my table, and takes food outta my kid’s mouths. Mad Dog didn’t b*tch and complain though, so they giving me a shot again this Dystopia, and if you think for a second I ain’t gonna make the most of this shot, then ya crazy. But you are a little crazy ain’t ya Charlotte? Like a rabid Coon out wondering around in the day light crazy. Well, my momma may have raised me to never hit a woman, but she also told me if that woman was big enough to hit me to go ahead and knock the b*tch out. So, Charlotte, let’s see whatcha got girl.
You fancy yourself a bad ass, well let’s see just how bad ass you are. Don’t bring your girl squad with ya, just come at me like the bad ass ya think ya are. (Mad Dog slams his fists together) Like two big old bucks slammen together in the middle of the rut season, you and I are gonna bang heads and see who the biggest buck of the woods is, but darlin I’m willen to bet da farm that my horns is bigger than yours. Na, this ain’t some gender bullsh*t, and ain’t bout the size difference, none that matters. What matters is how hard you are willing to fight, and BY GOD, Mad Dog is willing to fight until there ain’t any fight left in my body. So, darlin, how bout you?
You willing to go to the limits that old Mad Dog is? Shoot, looking at your history it looks like you are willing to get crazy, but I gotta know, are you willing to go mad? I ain’t talken pissed off, I’m talken old school kings English mad. I’m talking throwing caution to the wind, I’m talken bout to the edge of sanity, I’m talken bout risking it all to get that dub. Cause darlin, old Mad Dog is willing to go there, old Mad Dog is ready, willing, and able to go mad.
Mad Dog looks very intense as he steps to the side and opens a small cooler saying, “I need a beer”. Mad Dog grabs a PBR from the cooler and wipes the can off with the tail of his shirt. As Mad Dog begins to take a drink Sunny Jim steps into the frame.
Charlotte Ross, one of the Soulless Sisters, you call yourself the slayer, well slayer you better bring your biggest sword because you are going to have to slay the biggest beast of your life. You aren’t stepping into the ring with any normal dog, this is the Mad Dog who is more comparable to Cerberus than to a mangy mutt like you. That’s right I’m calling you a dog, and we all know what a female dog is.
Now while I have no love or respect for you, I’d be a fool not to acknowledge your success as of late. You are indeed the number one contender to the tag team titles, but this is different, this isn’t a team effort where you can escape when your behind is getting whipped. Oh no, this is one on one with the Mad Dog, and the Mad Dog can sniff you our anywhere you go, so there will be no place to run and no place to hide. I’d could go on and on about how Mad Dog is going to bust your face up, but God already beat him to it.
I am willing to concede however that you are a bigger star here than Mad Dog, but that is going to change at Dystopia. When Mad Dog drops his cinder-block like head onto your not so pretty little head and beats you in the middle of the ring for the world to see his stock is going to rise. That stock will continue to rise as Mad Dog moves onto Shogon and wins the whole tournament. You aren’t typically considered a stepping stone Charlotte, but that is exactly what you are going to be a stepping stone.
Mad Dog steps in front of Sunny and takes a quick swig.
Charlotte, you the dog on the hill, and the dog on the hill ain’t as hungry as the one climbing the hill, at Dystopia it’s time for this mad dog to eat. AAAAAROOOOOOFFF!!!
Fade.
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Former Champion
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Post by Charlotte Ross on Aug 21, 2020 20:45:47 GMT -5
As the scene opens, we see "The Slayer" Charlotte Ross sitting in a throne of some kind exquisitely designed room and as the camera looks around, it is also overlooking a battle arena of sorts. Then "The Slayer" Charlotte Ross looks up and notices the camera.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross Why hello there, people. I didn't hear you come in. Now, it appears I have to beat some sense into yet another poor unfortunate soul. And their name is Mad Dog. How original. But if your wanting people to listen, you cannot just tap them on the shoulder. You have to hit them with a sledgehammer or The Club, then you will find you have their full attention.
Then she motions to her signature weapon that is sitting right next to her at the ready.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross For so long I attempted to avoid the trope of deviating from the goal of winning a match for the purposes of making a point. I placed the honor and integrity of the process above that, picked my moments when it would not cause such a disruption in competition. Yet as time goes on, I find the need to do so wanes. But as the old adage goes, "You must break a few eggs to make a good omelet."
Then she starts to stand up from the throne and grabs The Club as well.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross I have a singular focus at the moment, and that is to go to the upcoming episode of Dystopia and come out victorious in spite of the supposed challenge that I have been shackled with. You my dear, Mad Dog embodies that enshacklement. You are the one being both directly responsible for it as well as the most certain and current obstacle in my path at this present moment in time. So I acted against type and ignored the immediate needs of the match to give you lot a preview of the fate that awaits him in the ring coming on Dystopia, hurling him over the top rope to the floor. Then chasing after him and pounding his dirty face into the floor, the ring post and whatever else I feel like before going back into the ring and beating him up some more.
Then she gets up from the throne and slowly saunters down a series of stone steps.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross That my actions led to defeat is irrelevant, though a reminder and validation why I have not used such tactics in the past. The seed is planted in Mad Dog, a reminder that his only current viable path to the championship is a remarkably uncertain one. Doubt is a remarkably powerful poison, one that takes its time to be efficient and effective. So I am prepared to further plant that seed of doubt before you head off to be in the Shogun Tournament.
Then after a bit of walking and looking at the various paintings, relics and other items of immense and ancient value; she gets to a door.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross I figured someone like you would have failed to see the value in my actions is of little surprise to me and the rest of The Soulless Sisters and The Order of The Soulless overall. I expect someone like you, Mad Dog to be simple and lacking in vision. While I understand that your career in the W.W.H. remains fledgling in status at the moment, and that every victory is crucial in this current state of affairs, I am hardly responsible for your future success and prospects. I carry no responsibility for your fate. Any post-match tantrum you will have will merely reveal your narrow mind. A failure that will further lead you to comprehend the greater meaning behind my actions and any action that The Soulless Sisters and The Order of The Soulless will do from now. The true purpose to my message will be to spread pain and destruction to all the nonbelievers. I am unconcerned what others think of me, The Soulless Sisters and The Order of The Soulless overall.
Then she opens the door to reveal the aforementioned Battle Arena from beforehand. It looks like a Roman-style gladiatorial pit but it has a wrestling ring in the center of it instead of stone flooring and etc. She begins walking towards the ring.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross All that matters is this upcoming episode of Dystopia which will lead to the destruction of this one called the Mad Dog. Then The Soulless Sisters and The Order of the Soulless overall shall move and reattain the the thing we are very good. And that is the W.W.H. World Tag Team Titles away from those sniveling bitches known as the Dynamic Duo of Serenity Scorpio and Jocelyn Sky.
Then she enters the ring with an unknown participant seen across from her as the scene fades. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Then after a few moments of darkness, we see "The Slayer" Charlotte Ross standing over this unknown participant that oddly looks like Mad Dog. Then she looks up to the camera with a look of destruction and mayhem.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross There was a time when I would have looked upon my recent actions with disdain and disgust. To take such focus and delight in the mere snuffing of the dreams of others, all because my own have been taken from me, it is such pettiness. Yet I find myself enjoying every moment of these supposed actions.
Then she starts to pace around the ring a bit.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross I felt elation at stripping someone like this Mad Dog of possible future opportunities. Amusement at the idea of him returning to needle someone like John Blade in the future. And now I find myself presented with a new choice, a decision that now leaves me awake in the middle of the night, scribbling away, with only the voice inside my own head available to council me...
Do I totally end you or do I save this punishment for The Dynamic Duo of Jocelyn Sky and Serenity Scorpio?
Then she slowly starts to exit out of the ring before out of the corner of her eye, she notices the person that looks like Mad Dog is still stirring. She heads back over to them and picks them up once more.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross Why must simpletons like you do things the hard way.
Then she picks them up into a Fireman's Carry. Then once the person is fully situated, a devilish grin comes across her lips.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross This is your fate come Dystopia, Mad Dog. Pay attention to your demise.
Then she slams the unknown person into the mat with the ending part of her finisher, which is a Snapmare Driver. This move is known as The Stuff of Nightmares and will be the downfall of the one known as Mad Dog.
"The Slayer" Charlotte Ross One final thing before I go and do some different training... This might hurt your feelings, but frankly I just don't like you. You've got some of dumbest hair I have ever seen on this fucking planet. Your palms are always sweaty and it's really distracting. Please stop that before I permanently end you, Mad Dog. But once I am done with you, WE will move onto our next objective. And that is the W.W.H. World Tag Team Titles and the utter destruction of the Dynamic Duo of Jocelyn Sky and Serenity Scorpio.
Then "You Will Know My Name" by Arch Enemy plays as it now shows her finally leaving the ring as some Soulless Ones are seen dragging away the unknown training participant through some doors on the other side of the arena. Then the scene starts to fade to black but then a mysterious voice can be heard...
Mysterious Voice THE END IS NIGH FOR YOU, MAD DOG! COME ONE AND ALL TO THE SLAUGHTER OF A LACKLUSTER CREATURE!
Then once the voice has faded, the scene finally fades to black.
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