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Post by AJ on Jul 27, 2014 19:15:40 GMT -5
--THIRD MATCH— IWS Tag Team Championship Match – Street Brawl (C) The End (Alejandro Primo & JT Starr) vs. Josie Pleasure & Dorian Blake
Deadline = August 7th, 2014 @ 11pm EST
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Post by Alejandro Primo on Jul 28, 2014 17:44:29 GMT -5
I strut down the hallway still black and blue and taped up from Josie attacking me, and then my head has a bandage from where some masked weirdo wearing a Riot mask attacked me, The Primo knows it was not the AJ of Riot he shouts so not to attack from behind. This guy gave the Primo no warning, but still it is all fishy. "You know how dare you attack the Primo, Josie of the Pleasure! The Prim is the Tag team champion, you are a dirty girl, but not to worry. I am a comapsionate Primo and will bless you as I stand above you on the top rope and you look through blurred vision after facing the buuuuurn... BAM Money Shot, hahaha. You will become like Mistress Pain craving the Primo, you can't get enough of the Primo. That is why The Primo is better then AJ Riot, and better then Dorian Blake. That brute faced mugger is nt a real Primo man he is a demon. I will babtize him in my Primoness!" Primo holds up two fingers to his mouth and shoots a kiss at some pretty lady as he passes her. She rolls her eyes and laughs exiting into the Amazon locker room. Primo does a spin in the middle of the hallway showing off for himself as he hums a gay little tune inside his head.
"Oh and don't forget Ryan Sharpe and JT Starr. It so funny you think JT would have a reason to be jealous of you. The guy is small minded your mession went out to space and got lost, Goddamn, you a blonde just like Starr. I guess even as beat up as The Primo look I am waaaaay more Primo then Josie would ever be, so let's talk about Blake. You know this guy has beaten the hell outta me and now I see the light. I see how much more Primo I am and why he had to bully me like he did. I have no respect for Dorian Blake or anyone affiliated with the guy....other then Mister Clark. That guy gots the goods and The Primo is appreciated by Mister Dax Clark. Still... Well let's up talk about this demon, he has orders. The Primo knows what will happen if he breaks those orders and so does Dorian Blake. Hehe, The End will be victorious, we are champions the greatest of them all and yous twos are just a small stepping stone to our greatness. The End... Ciao!" Primo puts on his shades and kicks open the door to The End's locker room. Ryan and JT great him and slap him on the shoulder where his title belt are.
"Heeey Man!" JT slurs while wearing his own title around his waist.
"There is the guy." Sharpe remarks.
"You guys are we ready to do this or whats?" He ask confidently with some swagger in his voice as the cameras fade out.
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Post by Josie Pleasure on Aug 2, 2014 0:35:12 GMT -5
The room once again dark, but this time Josie sits in the center of the floor with her back to the camera. Eerie music beckoning to you from the fog of sin, you approach as a red light appears on Josie rocking in place humming with the tune, the camera begins to swing around to view her from the front and sees a sickening sight. Within her hands lies the lifeless body a cat, that she continues to pet and seemingly trying to keep calm. Feeling the intrusion, she looks upward at the camera now focused on her, with a tilt of her head to the side she stares right back. She begins to speak..
"Such horror is life, to think that someone would kill something so innocent for enjoyment. He now dreams a dreamless sleep, never fearing the unknown nor starving for attention. You Primo, are this cat. How dare I?! That's rather simple cuz I can! You boast about your victories over everyone and claim to be the only satisfaction a woman desires, I'm a woman and I can honestly say I'm addicted to you. I dream about you every night since we met, I've become curious of how we'd be together and last night I tasted you...
Right here in my hand that is what you'll become, I've thought of breaking you so many times, devouring your soul and feeling your blood on my tongue. Oh, did I disappoint you? I bet you thought that you had won me over just like Mistress, I believe that you for a second had this big, cheesy grin on your face thinking that I wanted my hot body pressed to yours in some sinful tango. No, my thoughts are always of stripping you of your spirit and grinding your face beneath my foot. I loathe you, just like your butt buddies Sharpe and Starr, you all deserve one another. Your constant whining about how beautiful you are and that annoying thing you do with saying your name as though you might forget who you are after so many minutes.
None of you compare to the talent that Blake and I possess. The entire world will be watching as The End, takes it's final bow. Primo, prepare yourself for what truly resides on top...Josie Pleasure."
A smirk appears to grow on her lips for a few seconds and then fades just as quickly, as though nothing had changed Josie returns to her quiet demeanor of humming and rocking, the red light disappears and darkness ceases it's control.
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JT Starr
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Post by JT Starr on Aug 3, 2014 15:20:59 GMT -5
JT listens to the children run and scream. Mary Jane covered hher ears and he noticed she started to cry and bit her bottom lip. JT Shouted. “YO! We be trying to talk here, go play over there.” He points away from them towards the front yard. Deacon the oldest and the middle child John follow his masculine athorative voice and run into the frnt yard with the younger Tiffany trailing after them.Mary Jane looks terrible her hair is a mess, and she has bags under her eyes and dark circles going around them. “Listen MJ, Blake will be home soon. I am going to make sure of it. I retire Sprit Fire I could retire my brother! I will prove her is of no use to Team Clark.”
She nods while holding her infant daughter Temperance in her lap. JT realizes this was not the life she pictured with Blake and holds back a giggle. She is twirling the wedding ring around her finger staring off into space it seems, she opens her mouth as though she will talk but there is a silence before words finally exit. “…I know, he wants to make his mark and have something people will be proud of.” Her voice has pain in it.
“Not to worry I got a plan. He trapped out to Cash so he is getting tired I know it.” He waits for the words t hit mary Jane, but she just nods with not real response. “He is hitting rock bottom MJ he will be facing The End, when Primo and I retain the tag team titles what hope will he have? Josie will not be it. What else will be left for him to do under Dax’s rule? He will be finished, nothing, he will be forced into the corner and to quit.”
“Sure JT.” He pats her shoulder knowing she is not convinced and walked off the porch. The children were jumping on the trampoiline. Deacon shoves John over and does a front flip onto his little brother. JT smirks as this reminds him of when he was younger with Blake. Tiffany is crying about not being able to get onto the trampoline. “HEY!” JT yells at them and runs towards them rolling onto the tramp and jumping, he tosses Deacon over and does a scoop slam on John then attacks him with tickles. Deacon is back up and kicks JT, s her shoves both of them over again and does a moonsault onto them. They (wow) at the backflip and giggle before he speaks. “I am JT Mother F’n Starr! Rawr!!” They giggle and tackle their uncle and Tiffany finally is able to get on and laughs as she jumps.
“Boys… Tiffany!” MJ shouted for them.
“JT are you gonna beat Daddy and Josie?” John asks.
“Yep.” JT says confidently.
“No he won’t Daddy is bigger.” Tiffany argues.
“Shut up you are just a baby. He will lose because Josie is badder then him.” He says pushing his sister over and she cries.
“KIDS!” MJ shouts from the porch.
“Go before you get into trouble. Never doubt The End we are the baddest, the best, and the biggest…we are everything The End.” He says shooing them away.
“Uncle JT… I hope you win so Daddy will come home like you told Mommy.” John says hugging JT then jumping off the trampoline and rushing after Tiffany and Deacon.
“God the dude has too many kids, just like pops…He can make them but he aint here for them.” JT walks to his car and his driver takes him to his appointment with Miss Hyde.
Inside the office he fidgets nad chews his nails counting the days he has been off his medication from Dax Clark. Miss Hyde enters and he stiffens his posture as Miss Hyde greets him. “Good Afternoon Mister Starr.”
“Good afternoon Doc.” He replies.
“So you been unmedicated for almost two wees now, what changes have you noticed? Any side effects?” She asks with her notepad readt for his response.
“Everything Doc is noticeable. I notice everything even people’s thoughts, or I should notice. I cannot ignore them, their breathing it is so loud how they breath. The breathing why do they breath??” He says his panic a little too evident right now, he watches her write something down in her notes. “Doctor I must win my match this will be worth it. Being fully alert like this. Blake needs to be home retired and finally raising his family. I know I can win he tapped out to Adian Cash, I know I can win. Her well I have to crush her… Josie… The home wrecker. She should not be filling his head with silly thoughts that he is too old for just like herself.” He says grumbling in his irritation at Josie’s presence in his thoughts. “She rather be tag team champions then let Blake retire and go home.”
“Blake is under Dax’s care why would he let him retire Mister Starr?” Miss Hyde asks being the devils advocate.
“Dax is smart, Dax is a good man. Dax would understand I am better then my brother he always has. I feel my senses 100 times! The bees in my head are buzzing… buzzing. Buzzzzzz!” He flies around the office in his own excitement and she writes down more notes on his behavior.
Finally he sits and looks around the office in the silence. “You seem distracted Mister Starr.”
“I am so so so much pressured right now. The children, I am the Chrildren’s champion you know. I won it when Destiny took me to Kindergarden…people remember it I am sure. I need to win, I win and they will be saved I can go back on my meds when I win. I have to win. The End must win. Hehe The End. Josie she will get the Starr Treatment, the very first of it’s kind. How lucky she will be, she will lose because she is a loser. She can never beat me…she will thank me… You’re welcome…. Thank you Miss Hyde. I needed this talk.” He jets out of the office towards his meeting with Primo and Ryan.
They decided to train a little so JT could show off The Starr Treatment. Primo was running around the ring faster then usual, but BAM JT catches him with a spear AKA the silver bullet. A move his brother first showed him and has mastered. “I am tired of using my brother’s name fr this move. My spear is way better then his sear….I am going to call is StarrStruck!” JT grabs Primo from behind while Ryan is applauding his name choice and continues watching. JT locks Primo into an octopuss type of submission and he taps out, but JT holds on explaining. “This is Josie’s fate…The Starr Treatment, I will snap her neck, break her back and she will scream for mercy…NO… she will CRY UNCLE! HAHAHAHAHA! I invented this just for her, I want to feel her break all over.”
“Man you certainly have been Sharpe this week JT.” Ryan says laughing at his own pun.
“We are ready for Josie and Blake, Midsummer’s Scream they will both see The End.” He drops and elbow on Primo and they continue to train as the cameras fade. JT’s voice fills the darkness.
“Yes I am ready! You are prepared for losing because it is all you know how to be. Just one on one you lost to me Josie, so this match you stand no chance. You think you are Blake’s hope of leaving Team clark? Don’t be stupid you are no savior you ruin people. Primo is Primo as always about time you admit that you got a thing for him. I knew it the whole time better him then me. You disgust me as to why just because you do. You don’t buy the hype that’s ok we will give it for free. You will blah blah blah everyone to death and be stuck at The End where you will stay a loser, boom The End. You can’t save yourself let alone Blake, you’re Welcome… The End.”
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Post by Blake Archer "The Dorian Blake on Aug 7, 2014 3:19:41 GMT -5
Waking up I feel like killing the stupid birds that tweet outside my window. I get up and shut the curtain to keep the sun from shining in here. I lost to Cash, not just a loss I tapped out. I am furious with myself, I should have let him disable me. No then she would be angry. I don’t want to make her angry. *knock knock* I turn to the door, who would be here so early? I open the door as the knocking continues to see Josie. Suddenly it accrues to me I am naked and I dash back to the bed and dive under the covers. The last thing I want is her judgment on my record breaking appendage, not that I am bothered by it, but not for her eyes to say the least. “Josie… wha…what are you doing here? Does Dax..Does Dax know you are here?” I wrap the blanket around my waist and look outside of the door then scoot her inside and shut the door, it would be really bad for her if Dax seen her here not that he won’t find out, but the longer it takes him the better.
"No need to get all dolled up for me. *laughs* I don't give a shit about Dax, the burning question is, why are you here?" She looks at him quizzically.
"Because...well I don't know its a good question. I just happen to be here for the night this is where dax placed me there could be many answers. Soooooo..." I say as I try and find some pants on the floor, her laughing tempting me to blush. I don't get nervous so this feels queer to me. Ah pants...I dash into the bathroom quickly and pull them on before entering the room with her again. "I assume you are here because of us having this tag team match against the end. You know I am still mad I tapped out to Cash, I get no credit."
Her eyes are drawn to the fly of his pants that still lies open in his rush to put them on and naturally your curiosity is peaked with what he might be packing. Which brings to mind that it's been a long time since she's been with Shane. Quickly pushing the thoughts from her mind as to not linger the silence between them, she nervously licks her lips. "I know that does seem unfair, you had him all the way until the end. I thought we could talk strategy for our match. Unless of course you're busy or worried that the lord of the manor might interrupt."
"Haha." I just realized my fly is open and think of how to covertly zip it incase she hasn't noticed. "There is no lord of the manor....its complicated." Finally getting my fly zipped I rub my hand through my hair nervously. Funny up till this point I failed to notice my mask has been the only attire I had on this whole time. What strategy you have in mind. I know both of them...even if I hate Primo he is good, and JT well he is my brother so naturally he is talented. He doesn't have your heart though Josie." I double check that I am all good to go before turning around to face her again.
She smirks at his compliment. "JT, might be talented, but his personality kills it. It's no secret that I hate him and the fact that he kisses Dax's ass, doesn't help his case in my eyes. I just think that in order to gain this victory, we need to be on the same page and be a well oiled machine."
"Well... it my fault he turned out the way he has." I say feeling a veil of guilt wash over me. "Well oiled huh...heh. like legendary!"
*laugh* "Exactly like legendary! No, it's more Dax's influence. For some stupid reason, he seems to think of him as some kind of hero. If only he knew what a creep he really is, but for JT it would probably only make Dax that much appealing to him. Since you obviously don't want to lose to your brother and I don't want to lose to Primo, I think it's safe to say we're on the same page."
"Shit yea." The thought of losing to my baby brother when he has so much to learn in life makes me feel slightly sick. Josie seemed to understand that without me saying a word about it. "I....I hate being under his power Josie. You know...I can't be with my wife...she won't come near me." Why did I say that to her, I turn away with the shame.
"I don't blame her, I've never understood what power Dax, has, but he seems to prey upon the weak minded and somehow they follow him like sheep. That's why I can't wrap my mind around why you're here. Maybe she thinks that you're different when you're around him." Hmm..odd that he's talking about his wife, I don't think he's ever told me about her before. She thinks to herself.
I find it offensive even if Josie doesn't mean to be that perhaps I am weak minded. If he destroys the key I die. "Maybe...I won’t let them hurt you Josie I promise. We are team mates and I plan on giving it the best I can. They only got plans and schemes I got the ability and know how to get the job done. Just don’t underestimate them."
She laughs. "Who do you think you're talking to? I know better than to underestimate anyone. I just can't wait to see their faces when we are victorious."
"You are confident. I like that." He smirks as he places on his mask now. She was like his brother so no worry there. His smirk fades as thinks about it. "What about with Primo he hasn't...well like gotten to you has he?"
She rolls her eyes. "Primo, is an annoyance simple as that. He will never get to me, no matter what he does." She can't believe he could even think that her resolve could even be shaken by him. "Don't tell me you're worried about him"
"I just don't like the guy, I don't trust him. There are a lot of things I am mixed up on. Demons I guess I am fighting. I am still hung up that I tapped out to Cash." He admits to her.
Placing a reassuring hand on Blake's shoulder. "Just don't let it steal your focus. You'll get a chance to redeem yourself."
"Yea you are right. Besides it will look nice being the tag team champion with you even if Team clark has a thing against you. We all see it Josie."
That was nearly two days ago since I spoke to her and I am sure that we have a chance of winning, more then just a chance.
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