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Post by Eden on Oct 5, 2020 4:43:32 GMT -5
Broadcasting through FXX and Netflix from The Sanatorium Arena in Serenity, CaliforniaRoleplay Deadlines: Friday, October 16th, 2020 at 9 PM PST, 12 AM EST, 11 PM CT(US) Saturday, October 17th, 2020 at 5 AM(UK)Roleplay Limit2 RPs, up to 1000 words apiece OR A single RP, up to 2000 words Match Seven:Belladonna Hunter versus Christy Winters versus Chucky Ross Underground Championship #1 Contendership on the line. Submission match, one fall.
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Post by Christy Winters on Oct 14, 2020 3:21:38 GMT -5
Mr. Andruzzi isn’t going to be happy to hear that.
Hear what.
The guard turns and is eye to eye with Mob Boss Silvio Andruzzi.
Guard: Mr. Andruzzi, sir.
The Mob Boss stares around the guard to the silver and black mercedes-benz sitting in the middle of the auto shop.
Andruzzi: Would you care to explain why my daughter's car is still here.
The guard nervously gulps.
Guard: Mr. Andruzzi sir, the chick that usually does the work has been in solitary since she broke another inmate's orbital bone.
Andruzzi: That is unimportant to me, what is important to think about is the fact that my daughter doesn’t have her car. I pay you to get these things done, maybe I should stop those payments from coming in.
Guard: I’ll do what I can, but the only one authorized to have Winters removed from solitary is Warden Dubois, however she has no love for Winters.
Andruzzi: I don’t care how you get it done.
One of Andruzzi’s men whispers something into the old man’s ear.
Andruzzi: Well it appears a family matter has arisen, have my daughters car ready by the end of the week, even if you have to drag Winters out of her solitary cell.
Guard: Don’t worry Mr. Andruzzi, your daughters car will be ready by the end of the week.
Andruzzi: For your sake you better hope that happens.
Andruzzi and his men exit the auto shop, the guard takes a deep breath.
Inside her solitary cell Christy sits on a cheap plastic chair, sitting across from her is Brittany. Christy stares at her legs.
Brittany: Buys are down for your next fight.
Christy: Down why?
Brittany: You lost your last fight against that nobody and people bailed.
Christy: Well get them back sell them on the fact it’s a number one contenders match.
Brittany: I’ve been trying to do that, but they’re apprehensive, about buying more of your fights.
Christy: Honestly I don’t care how you do it. Your job is to sell my fights on the outside to make people interested in buying them. Figure it out.
Brittany: Okay, so about the other thing, the plan is going smoothly so far.
Christy: Good, I’ll be out of here sooner rather than later, and I can’t the Andruzzi’s or Colon’s cutting into our business, I intend to run the area from Malibu to Long Beach and from Malibu to L.A. The sooner the competition is eliminated the better.
Brittany: The boys have it covered, Right now Andruzzi is seeking revenge for the killing of one of his top Lieutenants, and the evidence just happens to point to the Colon family.
Christy: Gee I wonder how that happened.
The guard opens the door of the solitary cell.
Time’s up.
Brittany stands up and adjusts her skirt.
Brittany: I’ll get that problem taken care of.
Christy: Good, and tell the boys to keep up the good work.
Brittany: I will.
Brittany exits the room and the door is closed.
Christy is sitting against the wall of her cell.
I have nobody to blame but myself, I let my guard down and Sarah Lynn scored the pinfall. Sarah you but beat me last time but where did it get you huh.
Christy taps her fingers on the floor.
All it got you was a match on the preshow, and me a number one contenders match. Speaking of which, a triple threat submission match one fall. Chucky, Belladonna it was so much fun last time wasn’t it. We tested our abilities against each other in a meaningless tag team match where Jonathan Edwards stole my pinfall.
I really have no idea where the Underground championship fits in the championship hierarchy of the Sanatorium, but I know I want it
Christy stands up and walks around the cell.
For me to get there however I have to once again defeat Chucky and Belladonna Hunter. Chucky our last encounter didn’t impress me, and honestly I don’t think you deserve this opportunity. Chucky I’ve stated before my hatred of clowns. Everyday you walk around is one more day I wish someone would stab you with a Shiv.
Christy Smirks.
But hopefully not before our match, I need you breathing so I can put you to sleep.
Belladonna I am not going to bore you with the whole we’re women and we have to stick together thing. I trust no one to a certain degree, it's hard to watch someone's back when they’re sticking a knife in yours. Belladonna you don’t want this more than me you don’t need this more than me.
Christy leans against the wall.
You don’t deserve this more than me. Belladonna you don’t have my pedigree, my ability or even my goods looks, I have champion written all over me.
Christy sits in the nearest corner.
If I have to write it in Chucky Ross’s blood or yours I’ll do it, I will literally kill both of you to become the number one contender you can goddamn bet your lives I will do it. Chucky, Belladonna see you in the ring.
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Post by Chucky Ross on Oct 16, 2020 12:01:26 GMT -5
“To truly laugh, you must be able to take your pain and play with it!” Charlie Chaplin
As the scene opens, we see "The Soulless Jester" Chucky Ross sitting in his cell looking over what appears to be papers in regards to his upcoming Underground Championship contendership match against Belladonna Hunter and Christy Winters. As the camera zooms in, we see that it is strategy sheets for Belladonna Hunter and Christy Winters. After a few moments, he looks up.
"The Soulless Jester" Chucky Ross I can feel you in here. If you wanted my attention, all you had to do was ask.
Chucky gets up and turns to face the camera that is located outside of his cell.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross You see, I am currently going over the strategy sheets in regards to my opposition for the night, Belladonna Hunter and Christy Winters. When going over the strategy sheets of Belladonna Hunter, I see a troubled girl that needs to get rid of demons instead of hiding in a dark place like this. Belladonna, you don’t belong in a place like this. While someone like me does indeed belong here in the Sanatorium, you do not. I have legitimate demons inside of me. You are just an angry and sad woman.
He starts to pace around his cell for a bit before suddenly getting a look over his face that shows he wants to destroy the world. After a few moments, his eyes turn red to show an imminent “possession.”
Orin I am going to hurt all of you. I am going to enjoy making all of you suffer. Especially you Christy Winters. You think I am a “clown.” I am no such fucking thing. I AM A FUCKING DEMON! AND YOU AND BELLADONNA ARE GOING TO FUCKING DIE AT SANATORIUM!
Orin tries to charge at the camera to grab it. He continues to claw at it until he suddenly sits cross-legged on the floor of the cell. A few moments pass as Chucky’s eyes return to normal.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Belladonna, I am going to start with you. Miss Hunter, you are just a sad, angry and in your mind misunderstood woman; who always seems to complain about wins/losses and so much more. Man the fuck up and fight your demons such as Chris Matthews and everyone else that apparently has slighted you. I can solve that problem for you. All you gotta do is let The Joke’s On You seal your fate at Sanatorium. Then I’ll become the #1 contender to the Underground Title and allow you to handle the “demon” known as Chris Matthews without distraction.
He gets up from his cross-legged position and does a quick backflip. Then he walks up to the camera and waves at it.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross See you Sunday Night, Belladonna Hunter. And in the end, The Joke’s on You.
He starts to laugh hysterically like The Joker before the scene fades to black. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "The art of the clown is more profound than we think. It is the comic mirror of tragedy, and the tragic mirror of comedy." Andre Suares
Then the scene suddenly shifts to one of the training areas of the Sanatorium where we see Chucky striking one of the training dummies with Martial Art-style kicks and strikes. After a few moments of this, he stops and grabs some water.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Thanks for holding the bag, Sanford. You’re one of the few orderlies that I don't want to hurt on a regular basis.
Sanford That’s mighty kind of you, Mister Ross.
Chucky smiles.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Though you might want to leave for the next part. Cause I feel a certain “demon” wanting to come out and play.
Sanford nods and runs off. After Sanford has left the room, Chucky’s eyes turn an ocean blue. After a few moments, the demon known as Tobias shakes the vessel known as Chucky Ross for a few moments before speaking.
Tobias Why do I always get you when you are trying to be dirty by training this vessel?
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross (Voice) What I got to keep up appearances and maintain my body, good sir.
Tobias shakes his head.
Tobias Miss Christy Winters, I believe it is your turn for a tongue lashing of sorts. You see, while this vessel known as Chucky Ross is not a clown. He is a Jester. There is a big difference between the two. A clown is a comical performer who can trade on both comedy and tragedy in a professional manner and is often paid to entertain. Again there are "clowns" in many different cultures and they are viewed and function differently. Now a jester was a member of the royal courts of western civilization. These courts had the King at the top and all powerful.
Then the order and structure of the court would be layered down and at the bottom of the ladder was the court jester. So Christy Winters, Chucky is nowhere near a fucking clown. He may appear to be one sometimes but he is definitely not one. So you may need to brush up on your history before you start making assumptions like that. So, you think WE are afraid of you because of your “connections”. Bitch please, WE deal with demons, devils, horrors and other extra planar beings on a regular basis, my dear. So, I hope you are ready for Sunday Night, Christy. Cause you or Belladonna Hunter will have The Joke’s On You at the end of it all.
Tobias proceeds to punch the training dummy really hard and knocks it off the hook it is hanging onto.
Tobias That will your fate come Sunday Night, Belladonna Hunter and Christy Winters. WE just need to make one of you scream like the bitch that you are. See you Sunday.
Then Chucky’s body violently shakes before he falls to the ground as the scene fades to black. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Every human being is a clown but only few have the courage to show it.” Charlie Rivel
After a few moments, Chucky awakes and is in the medical wing of the Sanatorium.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Ah shit. How did I wind up here?
Medical Orderly Mister Ross, I see you have awoken. You were found passed out in one of the training areas.
Chucky looks at them like what.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Ok, I will believe you for now. So, anything else wrong?
The Medical Orderly shakes their head.
Medical Orderly You are free to go to your cell, Mister Ross.
Chucky nods and gets escorted back to his cell. Once inside, he looks at the papers and organizes them neatly before sitting on his bed for a brief moment. He looks up to the camera.
“The Soulless Jester” Chucky Ross Christy Winters and Belladonna Hunter, you have let the “clown” inside of you out every so often. I guess I am the only one around here to have the courage to do so. So be prepared for a laugh riot. Cause once everything is said and done, I will be the one with my hand raised in victory. Now leave me before I get really mad.
He smiles devilishly as he lays on his bed and the scene fades to black to finally end it. Then giant letters in a bloody red color splash across the screen that reads...
THE JOKE’S ON YOU, BELLADONNA AND CHRISTY!
WITH LOVE, “THE SOULLESS JESTER” CHUCKY ROSS
After a few moments, they slowly drip away as nothing but darkness can be now seen.
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