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Joint RP (Duke, James, Feder)
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01-19-2013, 11:58 AM




Let's take you now to three simultaneous events that take place during today's autograph signing, and let's see how these three individuals are brought together just in time for tonight.


11 AM - XWF Autograph Signing - Scene 1


Outside of the building housing today's autograph session fans anxiously await the arrival of some of their favorite XWF stars. Michael James is shown bickering back and forth with a security guard before entering the building with a crowd of fans behind him. The camera turns toward the parking lot hoping to get a glimpse of the next arrivals. Suddenly, a small motorcade of four blacked out Chevy Tahoes speed into the parking lot coming to a stop near the building. At once All four doors on each truck open. Sebastian Duke steps out of one and numerous Followers step out of the others.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Guys, I want all these entrances manned up."


A security guard walks up to Sebastian Duke and his Followers.


SECURITY GUARD: "This.... is not happening. We have our own security force around here."


Sebastian Duke turns his attention toward the guard.


SECURITY GUARD: "And get these trucks out of here! With all the trucks and security you'd think you were President Obama. Get them out of here..... now."


Sebastian duke gets irritated with the cocky guard. Duke grabs the man by his throat.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "They will move the trucks. They will also stay where I tell them to. Mr. Rent-A-Cop, when you have had a man try to kill you, and when that target re-appears on your back, then you can talk! Until then, I suggest you shut up and get out of the way."


Duke releases the throat of the security guard and heads for the entrance. Once inside he's suddenly overwhelmed. He's not particularly fond of people. It is true he has people watching him all the time at the arenas and on television, but, there are barricades seperating him from the people, and he can't see those watching at home. A row of tables are set up near one wall. Duke makes his way behind the tables and sits about 3 seats down from Michael James. A woman walks up to Duke.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Name?"


WOMAN: "Actually, I was wondering if I could get Jacobs autograph. Is he here? I've seen him on tv, he's gorgeous."


Duke rolls his eyes and slams down the marker in disgust. He points toward the door in the distance and the woman takes off excitedly. A young man dressed all in black walks up to the table.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Your name?"


The man says nothing. Duke hesitates then just signs a photgraph and slides it over. Duke is obviously not having fun. The man walks away. Another woman walks up.


WOMAN: "Oh my GOD! Where.... is... Jacob!?"


Duke again rolls his eyes and point to the same doorway as earlier. Another woman, this time an obvious butch walks up. Duke doesn't realize at first that she's butch. Duke just points to the door way.


WOMAN: "No hunny. I'm here for you."


Duke is awestruck. It's a woman with a mans voice. Is his quiet little weird he can't remember experiencing a person of this nature. He clears his throat and doesn't look up.


SEBASTIAN DUKE: "Ahem.... name?"


WO-MAN: "Name's Jack. You can write Jackie though."


Duke obliges and slides the photo over. Off to his left he hears the commotion from what looks to be a confrontation between Michael James and a security guard. Duke looks over just in time to see the guard tackle James. Seconds later, another guard, then a third jump into the fray. All three trying to pummel Michael James!

Sebastian Duke slowly stands up. He strolls over slowly to the melee. He grabs one guard by the hair and smashes his head against the wall. The man falls to the floor unconscious. Another guard gets grabbed by the hair also. Duke lifts this guy by the throat sending him crashing through one of the autograph tables.

Oh shit. Here comes more guards......




11 AM - XWF Autograph Signing - Scene 2



* The cameras pan towards another crowd of people waiting in line for autographs. We move past the crowd to reveal a frustrated Michael James signing a personal photograph for a younger fan. He hands the photograph to the child’s mother and they move out of the line. James places a cigarette between his lips and prepares to light it. A man working security quickly moves towards James and grabs his lighter *


Security Guard: Sorry, Mr. James. We can’t allow you to do that in here.


* James rolls his eyes and turns his head towards the man *


Michael James: And why the fuck not?


* The man points to a sign that reads “No Smoking” *


Security Guard: I’ll be happy to give this back to you when the signing is over.


Michael James: Keep it.


* James says with a dismissive tone towards the man *


Michael James: You obviously need it more than I do. Chump.


* A few of the fans in line laugh at the man’s expense as James turns his attention to the next person in line *


Michael James: Next.


* An attractive woman in her early twenties approaches Michael James. She begins to unbutton her shirt causing James’ mood to switch from frustrated to instantly relieved. She exposes her covered breasts to him showing James a Japanese style tattoo she had done on her chest *


Woman: What do you think?


Michael James: I think I need a closer look.


* The woman takes a few steps forward. When James leans forward to sign his name on her chest the man working security quickly interrupts them and escorts the woman out of the line. James tosses down the pen and begins to shout at the man *


Michael James: Hey, pig fucker! You got a problem with breasts or some shit? That wasn’t fucking cool.


* The man quickly walks back to the line and approaches James *


Security Guard: I’d watch my tone if I were you.


Michael James: And why should I do that?


Security Guard: Because I’m about two seconds from knocking you flat on your ass. That’s why.


* James begins to insult the man in Japanese. A few of the fans who are fluent with the language begin to laugh at the man’s expense once again. He becomes severely frustrated and lashes back at James *


Security Guard: Listen to me, you slant eyed fucking prick.


* He says with a frustrated shove towards James. The crowd grows silent due to the scene being caused by the man *


Security Guard: This isn’t Vietnam, Taiwan, Pakistan or wherever the hell it is you’re from. Here in America we have a thing called common courtesy and if you don’t want to respect that I will be more than happy to beat it into you. Get something straight, Zulu. You’re a guest here.


Michael James: Wait a second. What the fuck did you just call me?


Security Guard: Ohhhhh! So now he’s speaking English all of a sudden. Isn’t that a coincidence?


Michael James: I asked you a question, douche bag. Now are you going to answer me or do I have to bitch slap you back to the trailer park?


Security Guard: Trailer park?!


* The man lunges himself towards Michael James and tackles him to the floor. The people in line begin to scatter as the scene quickly turns into a full scale fight between the two men *




11 AM - XWF Autograph Signing - Scene 3



The fans are still roaring for Sid as he finally enters the building and makes his way over to his designated area where there's already a long line for him. Sid whispers to one of the security guards and asks them to find his wife for him, and the guard nods and goes walking off.

Sid sits down and, still covered in scratches and still bleeding from his ride over here, begins to get right down to business.

Don't mind my ripped up shirt and don't mind the blood, guys. It's all just another day at the office when you're Three Times Better. Now who's first?

A young lady walks up, looking to be around 25, and she hands Sid an old school Sid Feder poster from over five years ago.

Wow, this is going back in history now isn't it? Look at that mullet I was rocking back then. Damn!

Sid asks the girl her name and she tells him it's "Tiffany," so he makes it out to her and signs it, much to her delight. She rushes off very excitedly as the next person walks up to the table; a very large man who appears to have a mental disability. He has a friend with him that does the talking for him.

Friend: Can you make it out to Tristan? He's a really big fan.

The large, balding man who appears to be mentally damaged is named Tristan? Sid can't help but laugh to himself but he doesn't even waste his breath with verbalizing the thoughts in his head.

Alright fair enough - Here you go Tristan, my biggest fan!

Sid hands a signed picture of himself to the man named Tristan and stands up to pat the man on his shoulder. He leans forward and whispers something into the big man's ear...

Seconds later the man bursts out into laughter and Sid is all smiles.

It's true though; don't ever forget it. You're already miles ahead of him and much better looking might I add.

The mentally handicapped "Tristan" starts bouncing up and down and getting even more excited as his friend now guides him away from the table so the next person can walk up.

Bless his heart.

The next person walks up to the table and it's a teenage boy who is wearing a 3 x Better t-shirt.

Yeah man - nice shirt! You're dressed three times better than the last couple people I just signed for.

Fan: Fuck yeah man you're the best! You're my favorite wrestler in the world! I can't believe I'm finally meeting you. The beating you delivered to Cyren at Lethal Lotto was legendary and the way you bitch slapped other like Kimberleigh Alves is just beautiful man.

You're referring to Kimberleigh as a ? I don't think I follow. Wouldn't you agree that there are much bigger in our industry, who are actual men? Or, who at least try to play off the idea of them being a man? Take somebody like N.A.Z.I. for example; the bitch is the definition of and he keeps getting more and more upset each time I call him out on that. He actually tries turning it around and claiming that I'm the gay one.

Fan: Yeah but N.A.Z.I. is a fucking queer man; that guy makes me sick.

Same here kid - saaame here.

Sid signs an autograph for the fan and writes a little something extra that we don't get to see. The fan takes it and reads it and his eyes light up!

Fan: Wow! Thanks Sid!

The fan slaps a high five with Sid as Sid smirks. Suddenly some commotion nearby draws Sid's attention.

It seems that Michael James has gotten himself into an altercation with a security guard and now other security guards are rushing in to beat him down.

Sebastian Duke arrives on the scene to help even the odds but the security guards are overwhelming both of Sid's partners for tonight.

Fuck that! I'm not going into tonight with a crippled team!

Sid throws the table out of his way as many of the nearby fans scream and back up. Sid runs as fast as he can right up and-

CRACK! He smashes his forearm into the security guard closest to him and the man goes out like a light. Instant KO.

Sid and one of the other guards begin trading blows as Sebastian and Michael also begin to fight off the odds. Michael catches a right hand from one of the guards and locks the man's arm while he repeatedly punches the man in his gut. Sebastian grabs one of the guards by the throat and pushes him up against the wall as Sid rips the guard's shirt off to expose...

A GIANT SWASTIKA!

Michael James rips open the shirt of the guard he was working on and there's an actual picture of Hitler's face on his chest!

Fuck! The guards are all racist pieces of shit! No wonder hired them!

That's when Sid, Michael, and Sebastian realize it's open season on these fucks.

The beating that follows is unable to be picked up by XWF cameras but we're being told we may be able to find fan footage of the rest of the encounter. One thing is certain, though - the team of Sid Feder, Sebastian Duke, and Michael James is ready to rip apart anyone that Shane puts in front of them this evening.

Good bye, Black Circle.



*drops bitch* What happened--? ? *walks away*

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