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Dead on Arrival (RP4)
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Neil Capra Offline
Totally not crazy, I swear



XWF FanBase:
Heel w/ Cult Following

(the heel you love to love; does whatever they want)


#1
03-09-2013, 09:28 AM

Break, Dammit!

Narrator: "John"

Oh, how adorable...

You're still trying to resist us...

Don't you know that you will never win?


Shut up! Just, shut up!

Is that all you can say?

I have to say...

That's quite pathetic.

You, along with everyone else tries so hard to talk yourself up.

To make yourself look intimidating and tough...

Yet you fail to realize that when you're faced with your mortality...

Join us, Neil...

Embrace eternity!


No! I
Won't!

Yet, you're coming closer and closer to being one with us, Neil...

Can't you see we only want to help?

Why can't you see that?


You've been haunting me for years! How am I supposed to fucking trust you?

We've been trying to save you!

Neil, just join us...


Never, you son of a bitch!

Why won't you just break already?

God fucking dammit!

I'm getting real fucking tired of dealing with your resistance!

Just...

Trust...

Us...


Why? So you can steal my body and do whatever you want to in it? So you can wake me up at any time to make me answer for your sins? Fuck that!

I don't want to hurt you, Neil...

I will do so however...

If you keep up with your foolish resistance!

Just do as I say, god dammit!

This is all for you...


If this is all for me, why are you trying to break me?

If this is all for me, how come I have nothing to gain from it?

If this is all for me, why are you so desperate to get it done?

Last I checked, people really stop trying to get something to happen to another if they have nothing to gain out of it.

So tell me disembodied voice, what do you stand to gain from our joining?


That is none of your concern!

Oh, but it is...

Fine, I'll tell you what I stand to gain from it...

Oh wait, no I won't!

You've got some waking up to do!




Rude Awakening

Narrator: Neil Capra

The driver's seat of the car I'm sharing with the three girls from the diner is the only thing I see. I pull my head from the back of it and sit straight up. That chick Melanie is fiddling with her hair, doing who knows what with it. The girl in the passenger's seat is staring out the windshield, daydreaming. I can't see what the driver's doing, but I hope she's paying attention to the fucking road...

Melanie looks up and over at me, knowing now I just woke up...

"Hey! What happened? We were talking, all of us were, and you just up and passed out..."

I shake my head a bit to wake myself up more, and begin to respond.

"Yeah, I pass out occasionally. No big deal, really."

"Well, okay then..."

"So, back to what we were doing prior. Neil, what do you do for a living, besides killing small town restaurant employees to death with hammers?"

Oh yeah, I did kill someone earlier tonight. I should've remembered that better...

"Well um, I'm a professional wrestler."

The other three start laughing uncontrollably. I start to laugh too, sensing the ridiculousness of that.

"So, what do actually do?"

"Oh no, I was being serious. I am a professional wrestler."

Another round of laughter.

"Don't you have to be like, huge to do that?"

"Not anymore."

"So, where on the internet do I have to go to find one your matches, Mr. Pro Wrestler?"

I think to myself for a moment. I shouldn't really recommend any of my work in XWF. They seem to be bigger fans of blood and gore and whatnot...

"Just search up Neil Capra deathmatches or something..."

The girls' ears perk up after hearing the phrase deathmatch.

"Not like, to the actual death. But still..."

Melanie starts messing with her phone. I'm guessing she's looking that up, to see what I've been doing with my life. Oh well, I hope that'll give them a show. Deathmatches were conceived with these types of people in mind...

Minutes pass, Melanie and the passenger are both staring at Melanie's phone. They have a look of absolute joy on their face, watching what I assume is one of my matches...

More minutes pass, and the two finally look up from that phone. They look at me for a few seconds, and the passenger says:

"Damn, that was some pretty awesome shit..."

"Yeah it was! That stuff's seriously legal?"

"You fucking know it..."

"So, you still do stuff like this?"

"Well, I recently got signed to a company called XWF. They haven't put me in a match like that, so not at the moment. I'd bet however, that it'll happen sometime down the road."

"It fucking better..."

"Hey guys, guess what I remember is going on this Sunday?"

"What?"

"The company I used to work for in Detroit is having their annual deathmacth tournament!"

"We're fucking going..."

"That's what I was thinking!"

Melanie and the girl in the passenger's seat are almost jumping for joy. They sure like to see blood, don't they? Oh well, it's not that big of a deal...

Melanie's starting to carefully and sneakily inch her way over to me...

Doesn't she know that I can see what she's doing?


Never Mercy

Speaker: Neil Capra

Hey neil, How ya doin man, I really hope youre doing good because I want you in the best possible shape for tommorow night.


"Sportsmanship is for losers, Alex. You want me in the best possible shape for our match? Do you have even a lick of common sense? In this business, any man in their best shape is dangerous! Except for you, however..."[lime]

Because when tha bell rings we are going to FIGHT! we may not be able to going completly extrem...


[lime]"We're going to fight? No Alex, I'm going to beat you from post to post, and leave you broken in the middle of the ring. I don't need a weapon to do that. I AM A WEAPON!"


yet but trust me I will find ways to make you bleed Neil.


"Oh yes, you'll make me bleed? I'm the second worst guy to make that threat to in this company. First of course being Unknown Soldier, for obvious reasons. Seriously Alex, do you even know how to threaten? Because it doesn't sound like it, at all..."

I understand that you're going through some rough times, Well thats to bad I was really hoping you were going to have a beard after all you are homeless or am I thinking of your neighbor ya know the other homeless guy that lives right next to you.


"It appears you're even worse at insults. That homeless crack was without a doubt the worst insult ever, of all time..."

I know you like light tubes for some wierd reason but I dont care I will be watching for that stupid weapon that I don't know why people use it.


"People use lighttubes because they're made of glass, Alex. Glass cuts people. When people are cut, they bleed. Simple fucking logic, isn't that right? Why am I trying to explain anything to you?"

One more thing asshole Don't take me lightly just beacause I'm new here for XWF doesn't mean that im new to wrestling, that cornerstone Whore ursula made that mistake of thinking im new at wrestling.


"I'm not taking you lightly because you're new, Alex. I'm taking you lightly because you aren't in my league. You can have as much experience as Ric Flair, and I'd still take you lightly, because you are a little bitch. Ursula beat you, didn't she? 'Nuff said."

No, I'm not new and seems that a couple of people here don't really like new poeple I don't exactly know why because they were new at one poing of thier carrer.


"People don't like newbies like you who claim they're going set the world on fire, just to be extinguished days later by someone who's worth something, Alex."

Last thing Neil good luck mother fucker.


"I don't need luck, Alex. You'll need it. You'll need all the luck in the world to be able stand after I'm done with you.

By the way, How are your parents?"
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