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A Day in the Life of Anthony Knucks Scalici pt 2
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Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP



XWF FanBase:
Drug addicts, rebels, weirdos

(the villain you love to hate; has cult following; may deal drugs on side)


#1
03-06-2018, 04:41 PM

We see Anthony “Knucks” Scalici and he is standing in some shit hole boxer gym in Chicago. He is dressed in Black Shorts and a black hoody that has a few holes in it. Knucks seems very angry, oxer he sits down in the waiting room and he puts his feet on the coffee table that has dust all over it.

What the fuck am I doing here… I don’t want to to be a boxer… I don’t want to fight a few fights a year I want to beat mother fuckers up every day and get paid” Knucks goes to stand up but stops, “Fuck… I have to get a job or the state won’t release me from the foster care system” He picks up a magazine and flips through it as he waits.

A man walks in with a sweat suit on and a hat that reads east side gym on it. He walks over and introduces himself to Knuckles, “Hello Anthony my name is Tom Stevens and this is my boxing gym… let me show you around.” The man turns towards the gym and he look’s back and sees Anthony still sitting in the chair, “You coming?

Anthony Sets down the magazine and an XWF advertisement is showing. “Yeah, I am coming… so look I need a fight like today and how much do I get paid?” Anthony catches up with Mr. Stevens. “for real man I need to get paid.”

Mr. Stevens stops and turns, “Look this is a training center you pay us to train you and in 6 months to a year from now you might get booked for a fight.” He turns and points to a ring that looks shitty, “that is the training ring… but you won’t have an actual fight anytime soon. Now let's look at the gym equipment before we go over the contract

Anthony looks over at some spotty gym equipment and he turns to Tom Stevens, “Look, man, I don’t have any money I just need to get paid to fight.” Anthony turns and looks at two men getting ready to spar in the ring. “Look man let me fight one of them… If I win you get me a fight.”

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The scene then cuts to the group home and Anthony is sitting in his tiny room. Things didn’t go as planned, no he never got to fight either guy. He was thrown out of the gym for being broke and not having a life plan, “so when he asked what my 5-year plan in the ring was? I guess my answer to have no ring but a whole room of bitches to fuck.” Anthony laughs as he looks down at the ground. “I am never getting out of this shit hole.” His laugh turns to a darker laugh and he kicks over the trash can in his room. “Fuck… Why do I keep kicking over trash cans? I am so tired of being fucked over by the system. I have to change my life.”

Anthony picks up the trash can and walks out of his room. He pushes past a few other young males and he steps outside. Anthony didn’t smoke cigarettes but he wishes he had his nerves are shot… so shot that he is ready to kill the next person that crosses his path. He continues to walk out to the road and he starts walking down the street.

A lost man searching for answers in a world that would not just give him the answers he needed. In his head, he pictured himself fighting the first of the two guys he saw in the ring that day. He was a taller white male with a shaved head and black bags under his eyes. Anthony pictured the two fighting and he starts air punching and him ducks and dips and swings again as people on the street point.

Look at that asshole he must be high

Anthony didn’t respond to those talking hell he probably never even heard it. He was in the ring with a real-life boxer and… “Oh fuck that hurt” was the words Anthony said as the telephone pole he just walked into sent him to the ground. The people around responded some laughed, some ran over to see if he was ok. Anthony sat on the ground and he started to get up. “I have to get up before the ref counts to 10” Anthony gets up and screams out, “I am up at 8 and I can keep going.” One of the men tries to grab Anthony to stop him from hurting himself and Anthony delivers one hell of an uppercut to the face. The man stumbles back as Anthony charges him and knocks him to the ground. Anthony stands over him and he screams out “start fucking counting ref start counting!

The women next to him are scared and she starts counting out of fear, “1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10

Anthony raises his hands and screams out, “I won… never forget the name Anthony “Knucks” Scalici.” Anthony turns to the women and screams at her, “So who is going to pay me… I want my money” the women reach into her purse and she pulls out the little money she has. She quickly hands it to him and runs off scared to death to end up like the guy on the ground.

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The state worker from the other day sits outside of the group home smoking and waiting for Anthony to come outside. Anthony steps outside of the home and walks over towards his worker, “hey dumb ass remember when I said don’t get in any trouble and now you have assault charges filed against you… no job and you look like shit.” He looks down at his hand and he ashes his cigarette. “Look kid I am going to fucking have a heart attack if you don’t get your shit together.

Anthony turns away from his worker and stares at the street, “I didn’t do anything it wasn’t me.” Anthony turns back to look at his worker, “What did they say I did?” Anthony is starting to have a confused look. “Look, man, I honestly don’t remember doing anything.” Anthony sits down looking very confused now. “What did I do?

The state worker clears his throat and looks at Anthony and shakes his head, “Last night you attacked a man and was screaming out your full name and you made women count to 10 and then robbed her… one witness said you were acting like it was a boxing match.”

Nah that wasn’t me…” Anthony looks at his caseworker to see if he believes it.

Yeah, I figured you would say that so here is the video of you that someone posted on Youtube.” The worker plays the video and Anthony just stares at the phone. “Look we have to go back to court and you're lucky I was able to talk to the man you attacked and I told him about your situation and he is willing to drop the charges if you apologize and seek help.”

So this mother fucker wants me to say I am sorry because he is a glass jaw and went down in the first few minutes of Round 1… what the fuck is up with society today?” Anthony just sits with an eat shit smile on his face.

dude come on man… he was trying to help you and you sucker punched him… look you need to have a job I heard the director you went to see didn’t work out… what about that club you said you wanted to work at? Kid, you need to find something… anything.” The worker just looks at Anthony as he sits motionless. “Are you listing to me at all?

Anthony deep in thought. Over the last few days he had broke that old lady hip from fucking her, he was sent to a director who wanted him to gay porn. Not to mention the gym was a total bust as they wouldn’t let him fight today.

Look I tried to get a boxing job, and dude I am not gay… I was not going to do gay porn I have morals and shit.”

The state worker couldn’t help it he busted out laughing. “You said morals, look at you… you sell drugs and you screw any women that will let you. Kid you're going to end up dead or in prison and I am not so sure what one it will be.” The worker starts to walk away… “Please tell the man your sorry and go see a counselor or something. look call this number and go get help… don’t do it for me do it for your self.”

Anthony watched the man walk away and Anthony looks down at the card… “Fuck this… How did this happen… What am I going to do… I have no one in my life that cares, this fucker just wants me off his caseload and this home just wants me out. The judge hates me and now I have to see some shrink or something… fuck my life… I am over it.”

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The scene cuts to a live feed in California. We see Anthony and his is sitting in some tiny apartment in California. He is sitting on a couch that looks like it would be the couch in Grandma Judy basement. He has on a black t-shirt that has a fist logo in the center with the words Knucks written in blood red letters. Knucks has on a black hat turned to the back and some black shorts. He has a cardboard box turned upside down with an old school laptop on it. The walls are dirty and off-white and the carpet looks like it was used before it was put in 30 years ago.

Oh, shit I made it, my very own first place… I am so thankful that Judy was willing to help me out. She really is a nice lady.” Anthony leans back on the couch and he closes his eyes, “I never pictured my first place being out here on the west coast but you know what I am moving up in this world.” Anthony reaches for his phone and he dials up Briggs.

Hey Briggs man I have been doing some research and I think I found the right finisher… Look I agree that I need to get in the ring this week and make sure I am ready for this match… but look I am not scared of this three-time failure…

At this point, Briggs starts yelling loud enough you can hear him, “What are you talking about three-time failure?” Briggs stops and waits for Knucks to reply.

Knucks takes a deep breath, “Look this dude done tried to make it as a Football player not only did he fail at making the money he basically played at a community college… but I checked the NFL draft and guess what his name was not on a single draft board. So then after failing to be a football player, he started training to be an MMA fighter… and still not one mother fucker out their knows who this mother fucker is. so now that he is 27 he is out of his prime. Don’t get me wrong he is not old, but 4 years of being a tackling dummy and then he had what 5 years of being a sparring dummy… and now he is here to be the next fucking Jobber.”

Briggs starts laughing, “I guess that is one hell of a way to look at it, look I need you to meet me at my wrestling school in three hours. Please check out the link I just emailed to you it’s his first promo he has cut. Are you sure you want to use the email, CallMeMrBigCock@gmail.com.” with that he hangs up the phone?

Anthony sets the phone down and grabs the laptop from the cardboard table. He sits and watches the promo and then sits it down.

So this mother fucker gets his chance to debut and talk about himself and he spends his first promo telling everyone what I said in mine… dude, I love that you have no life and you sit around waiting to talk about me… you say you watched my shit like 6 times… dude I am not going to give yours a second watch… to be honest I have to agree this promo cutting shit is new to me… but you failed… you brought nothing to the table, you responded to the things I said but gave the fans no real look at who you are… but then again if I was failed Football player, Failed MMA fighter and now a Failed Pro Wrestler I guess I would do the same… no, actually I wouldn’t… I don’t give a shit about these fans… but damn it that’s 5 minutes of my life I will never get back and what did we get… you don’t like my dick jokes and you don’t like that that I Fucked an old lady… well, guess what mother fucker I don’t do shit to impress… I just do what I want. And I want to be the fuck out of you… so that is what I will do.”

Anthony stands up and walks over to the fridge he opens it and grabs a bottle of coke that is half gone and takes a drink out of it and puts it back inside. Anthony then sits down and picks up the phone and he dials a number.

Hello… Is this Anthony?

Yeah, Judy it's your favorite boy Knucks. How is your hip doing.”

Well the doctor says I might get to go home next week, I hope you come home soon so we can catch up… I told Gloria about how wonderful you are… but enough about that how is wrestling going?

Well, Judy I have to face this Ex-football player, Ex MMA fighter and a Japan student.”

You have to face 3 people?

No JUJU baby he is all the same person…

Oh, so he is a failure trying to find his place…. but honey a doctor just came in now let me call you back.”

Anthony sits the phone down and looks into the camera, “you want me to sell this match, but guess what mother fucker when you blood is pooled all over the ring and my right fist is covered in blood and the ref holds my hand up and the announcer yells out the name Anthony Knucks Scalici you will realize that you failed again. So yes. I am new to wrestling I am 18 years old and this is my first time trying to be something."

However, let me be the first to say that that I have been fighting all my life… I will not stop fighting.”

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