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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Sept 18, 2019 14:25:49 GMT -5
HOUR 1 MAIN EVENT: TAG TEAM MATCH Miles Kasey and Mack McKane v Alexis Makarios and Jennifer Carpenter-Lopez
PWS APEX Presents Friday Night Riot Hong Kong Coliseum Hong Kong, China Show Date 9/27/19
ONE RP Max per person
300 minimum 3000 maximum
RP due by Wednesday 9/25/19 by 11:59pm eastern
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Post by Alexis Makarios on Sept 25, 2019 11:32:04 GMT -5
(The scene opens up in the back of the arena where Alexis Makarios was in full wrestling attire, stretching. Her fiance, James Younger, stood off to the side looking through a stack of paperwork.)
James: I'm gonna have to spend several hours on this paperwork... everything is out of order. Whoever filed this needs to be retrained.
(Alexis looked at him and chuckled a little bit.)
Alexis: Sorry... I was just trying to help take a little bit of the workload off of you.
(He smiled softly at her and walked over to her)
James: I appreciate that... but... don't touch the paperwork. We both know you are the most unorganized person when it comes to files and sorting and things of that nature.
Alexis: That's why I could never be a secretary.
(They both laughed and shared a kiss)
James: I'll be in the locker room working on this if you need me.
Alexis: I'll be fine. Me and Jenn were gonna go get in a little workout before Riot anyways.
James: In full wrestling gear?
Alexis: This is a new one, thank you very much. I need to make sure it's comfortable, fits properly, and won't result in any wardrobe malfunctions while in the ring.
(He raised an eyebrow)
James: And if there are any malfunctions...
Alexis: I'll show ya later.
(She winked at him and the two shared another kiss before he walked off down the hall. From the same direction came backstage interviewer, Daniel Clark.)
Daniel: Alexis? A moment of your time, please?
(She let out an audible sigh as she continued to stretch)
Alexis: Fine, but you only have a short period of time, like a few minutes, I'm meeting up with Jenn as soon as she shows up. I swear, that girl would be late to her own funeral...
Daniel: Ok, it'll be fast. Now, Alexis, you have a big match coming up with week on Riot. Any thoughts on that?
Alexis: Yeah, of course. I'm excited to be able to team up with Jenn again. Having her back in my life has really... REALLY... made a huge difference. Things without her were awful. She's not only my best friend... she's my sister.
Daniel: Are you at all worried about your opponents? The United Champion, Miles Kasey, and the Collateral Damage Champion, Mack McKane?
Alexis: Why would I be? I have my best friend by my side, and my title around my waist. Doesn't matter who we face.
Daniel: You seem confident.
Alexis: Why shouldn't I be? Look... if your whole point here to try and get me to say bad thigns about people... you are looking at a dead end street. This is a star studded match, and has the potential to be a 5 star match. Every one in it deserves to be there.
Daniel: You may be the only one who thinks that. Many people think that Mack is reaching far beyond his level by calling you out.
Alexis: I'm the champ. That's what happens. I knew that would happen the moment I signed up for the title match. Winning the World Title puts a HUGE target on your back. And that's unavoidable. Frankly, I think it's kinda cute how much attention it has garnered... especially on twitter.
Daniel: Many would say you are purposly ignoring Mack and all his comments on Twitter.
Alexis: Oh look... I see Jenn down the hall. Sorry... gotta go.
(She rushed off down the hall, leaving Daniel standing there confused, as the scene faded to black)
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Post by Jennifer Makarios -Lopez on Sept 25, 2019 20:26:35 GMT -5
(The scene opens up at a hotel room, we see Jenn walking down the hallway of the hotel, looking for something. She found what she was looking for, it was the room of one Eddie Lopez. He’s in a presidential suite. She knocks on the door when she does she stands there waiting for his answer. At first, there is no answer. So, she pounds on the door this time. Eddie finally answers the door.)
Eddie: What!? Can a man relax in peace around here?
Jenn: …… we need to talk.
Eddie: Oh no, we’ve been through this “talk” before and look how that turned out.
Jenn: Just…. Let me in.
(Eddie looks around the hallway for a second before opening the door. Jenn walks in, Jenn shakes her head with a slight smile before smacking him upside the head.)
Eddie: OWWWW! What was that for?! That’s abuse! Elders abuse!
Jenn: Why didn’t tell me?
Eddie: About?
Jenn: The job!
Eddie: Wait! When did your hair turn blue?
Jenn: DON’T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!
Eddie: ….. It was a secret. Star wanted me to keep it if we’re honest here, Gracie didn’t know either. It was under wraps for a couple of weeks. I think it worked, plus they gave me an office… an office that smelt like sardines.
Jenn: I saw that on twi….. YOU HAVE TWITTER TOO!? Boyyyyyyy…..
Eddie: Surprise!
Jenn: I hate you.
(Jenn chuckles playfully shoving her ex-husband with a chuckle.)
Eddie: No, you don’t.
Jenn: what’s gonna happen to your golf business?
Eddie: I have a buddy watching over it when I’m gone. I can always check in every now and again, I have a camera on the place that I can see from my phone. So if anything goes wrong, the police will be there.
Jenn: Good. Are you gonna rebuild that office?
Eddie: Have too. It’s gonna take a while before it’s open so for the time being, I’m going to be having a mobile office.
Jenn: I can only imagine how that’ll turn out….
Eddie: You have a match. Are you ready for it? And do you have your ring gear with you?
Jenn: Yes, I do. Last week was… .unexpected. I didn’t think Alexis would call me out as she did.
Eddie: What do you mean?
Jenn: I mean, I wasn’t ready for that match but I needed it. We needed to have closure and we did.
Eddie: I’m glad you guys did. That whole thing was a misunderstanding and you guys said some stuff you shouldn’t have said. I promised myself I wasn’t going to get involved with it, and that one week I had too.
Jenn: Honestly? I’m glad you didn’t and stuck to your word. But that’s in the past.
Eddie: Yep, this match this week….
Jenn: I’m ready for it. It’s simple as that. I’m ready.
Eddie: Not even going to talk about the opponents?
Jenn: Nope. I’m ready.
(Eddie raised his eyebrow for a second, he knows she’s hiding something but he doesn’t want to say anything about it. He doesn’t want to push her.)
Eddie: As long as you’re ready….
Jenn: Yep. I’m ready.
Eddie: I got it.
Jenn: Good. Hey, let’s get Gracie and head to lunch?
Eddie: …… I could go for a burger.
Jenn: Good, get your shoes.
Eddie: Wait! Does china have burgers?
Jenn: …. I think so? You’ve been here more than I have.
(The scene comes to a close with the two friends walking out of the room, to the hallway.)
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Post by Miles Kasey on Sept 25, 2019 21:43:30 GMT -5
Fucking Darkest Carnival
Fucking Syn
Following Center Stage
“I KNEW IT! I KNEW THAT SON OF A BITCH WOULD DO THIS!” Miles says as he dries his hair with a towel rather violently and chucks it across the room. “I feel more horrible for Alanah. I promised her a match for the ages and this shit happens.”
Sitting in the room is Miles’ twin sister Brianna who just watches as her brother paces the room. “I just....dammit”
“Miles, I get it, he’s been haunting us for a long time but please tell me you had nothing to do with it.” Bri almost pleads in the tone of her voice.
Miles just shoot his sister a look and at the top of his lungs, “NEVER! I would never do that to her. Alanah is too damn good to get that kind of treatment and I will make sure that she gets a rematch. She deserves that much from me.”
“At least that’s something you can do. I just hate seeing what this is doing to you though, bro.”
“It’s not doing shit to me but pissing me off and robbing me of what could have been the biggest win of my career, instead I have to face accusations.” Miles walks over to his bag and starts slamming things inside of it and slams it shut, Brianna stands up and grabs his arm.
“I wasn’t accusing you, I was just making sure...I know that’s not you. Now....how about we go and I treat you to a pint and some food?”
Miles just nods as he finishes closing up his case and the duo leaves the room.
CURRENT DAY
We fade in as we see Miles standing in the ring and looks around the arena in Hong Kong, “I will say this til the end of time...I HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH WHAT HAPPENED AT CENTER STAGE!” he runs his hand through his scraggly hair smoothing it back the best he can. “And I need to say real quick that watching what happened following it.....it was incredible. Bella saved our asses big time...but that was weeks ago....tonight....in one of the main events is perhaps the biggest match ever to grace PWS: APEX history. 3 current champs and a potential contender in a tag match. And what’s cool? I get to team up for the first time in a LONG ASS TIME with one of the best mates I have in this business, Mack McKane.”
Miles smirks almost evilly, “Let me explain something to you all, when it came to the London scene before I came over....no one set a standard quite like Mack and I. Apart, we damn near killed each other....together? There wasn’t a bloke alive that could stand across the ring from two of THE craziest mother fuckers alive that didn’t have to be carted out.” Miles stops for a minute as if he’s picturing it in his head “So with that being said, know this Ms. PWS Champ and Ms. Carpenter....while you two have kissed and made up....Mack and I are willing to bleed buckets to show exactly that we are indeed the better champions of this company.”
With that Miles steps up to the camera grabbing a hold of the front tight bringing it up close to his face, “Game time lasses....and we will indeed, kick yer asses” and with that he lets it go and it falls and crashes to black.
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Post by Mack "The Knife" McKane on Sept 25, 2019 21:55:55 GMT -5
“Well if you wanted honesty… ...that’s all you had to say.” (The following is a blog entry from the official PWS: Apex website from the series “Mind of a Madcap: Who Is Mack McKane” coming soon) FUUUUUUUUCKIN’ HELL!!!
What is it with this broad? I call her out and call her out...I even take to BLOODY. TWITTER. And she blatantly ignores every line of it. She’s dipped and ducked me EVERY chance she’s gotten and now all of a sudden when the world is going to Hell in a handbasket...THAT’S when she wants to tussle.
BITCH...I...AM...BUSY!!!
Or haven’t you noticed from your crystal castle? Your padded little terrace where you can look down on all of us “peasants” and never get your hands dirty. The war is HERE. Reverend Synister is raging in the shadows, all Hell has broken loose, and the only kids I ever cared about are stuck SMACK in the middle, innit?
But no...lemme just drop everything and run to your beck and call, eh? And what’s worse? You don’t even give me the courtesy...of a one on one. No you saddle yourself with your star-crossed little...whatever she is. Against all odds! Besties again! How fuckin’ touching.
...me and Miles? The shit what we done to each other puts your little bitch fits to shame. You think you gals have gone to war? You think you brought the THUNDAH FROM DOWN UNDAH, GUV’NAH?
...you...your from-a-box red hair...your false bravado...your “bestie”...your cuckold pretty boy...your title reign...your legacy...your clown shoes...your horse...the moustache you rode in on...your mum AND yer dad...your royalties...your merchandise...your legacy in general…
FUCK. ALL. TO ME.
Me and Miles spilt our bloods, yeah? But you should see what we can do TOGETHER. And since you’re afraid to take me one on one...you’re gonna take a full battalion. And your back-up is Jenn fuckin’...what even IS her last name now? Doesn’t matter. Just like her. She didn’t matter when Daniel Russow put her in her place, did she? She didn’t matter THEN...she doesn’t matter NOW.
...I could stand a warm-up before I walk back into that firing squad...that cesspool Darkest Carnival…
Now...you girls ain’t EXACTLY what I’d even call an h'orderve...but beggars can’t be choosers. One thing’s for sure...when we’re done? You’re skank-ass illusion of grandeur is gonna be shattered and you are gonna see EXACTLY...why I am EVERYTHING...I ever said I was.
Player One, START.
-Scene- (The scene opens and we see Mack McKane sitting on a production box cutting jokes with some of the stage hands and developmental talent as Claire Anderson walks up with a camera crew in tow.) Claire Anderson: Excuse me, Mack! I was just wondering if we could follow up with you after that SCATHING blog entry on the PWS website...how could you have such disrespect for such a dominant champion in Alexis Makarios? Mack McKane: Dominant champion?...are you takin’ the piss, love? (Claire looks a little confused at the slang as Mack shakes his head and waves it off.) Mack McKane: Here’s what I think about Alexis Makarios and her little lapdog tagalong. See I’m reminded of a story...if I may be so indulged, yeah? Claire Anderson: Err...okay...the floor is yours. Mack McKane: There was once a destitute, grief-stricken Australian woman pleading to a group of his peers. Tearfully she questions…”Here, you see this house my fiance’ and I built with our own hands...do you call me a homemaker?” and she’s met with silence. Beckoning again she says…”And here, I planted these seeds and watched them grow...do you call me gardener?” and once again she’s met with silence. She is distraught as she asks…”and here, I’ve built this false legacy on the backs of lesser challengers. Do you call me your champion?” and she’s met with a distressed murmur of denial. Her fake red hair blowing in the breeze, tearfully defiant she hugs her undeserved championship title and… (Mack fakes like he’s tearing up and holding up a finger like he needs a moment before he turns back to the camera in a fake shaking voice.) Mack McKane: And she surmises…”You don’t call me homemaker, gardener, or champion...but I fuck ONE KANGAROO…” (Mack begins cackling as he winks at Claire and walks off dismissing any further questions she could possibly have.) END
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