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The Walking Disaster



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(loved by some; hated by some; dips between clean/dirty)


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04-06-2015, 03:50 PM








*Gator and Justin Sane sit in a large room, tables fill the room, sunlight fills the room pass the iron bars in front of the glass. Gator and Justin Sane sit at a table in the middle of the room, surrounded by other people visiting the prisoners. Sane checks his phone as Gator rests his chin on his hand, tapping the table. The door at the end of the room opens, a prison guard walks out letting a man in orange clothes pass by him. Gator and Sane look up at the man who slowly walks to the table with his head down, dragging his feet across the tiled floor and finally taking a seat opposite Gator and Sane. Justin puts his phone away and the prisoner raises his head*

". . . Hey."

*CorVus looks at the two waiting for a response, Gator cracks up in laughter*

"How you doing CorVus?"

"Hahaha! Yeah, how you doing? Guess they don't have a good supply of make up in your cell? Hahaha"

The guards said it was hard to wash off, so I apologize for looking a little... Dejected."

"I think you're confusing dejected with dog shit."

"Fuck you."

"Oh I'm joking dude, chill out."

"You do look like shit though."

"Ha. I know. Fern not with you?"

"Oh shit Fern."

"I thought we forgot something."

"You didn't tell him you were visiting?"

"Uh, yeah. He's dealing with Gilmour though, so I guess he'll be too busy laughing his ass off to stand up straight anyway."

"Oh yeah. How is XWF?"

"We're defending the Tag belts."

"You and Gator?"

"Yeah."

"I took your place after, well, you know."

"Who you facing?"

"Team ."

"Maverick and Scully."

*CorVus looks between Gator and Sane before chuckling to himself and shaking his head*

"Well. Fuck."

"Haha, tell me about it."

"I've been most dealing with Scully, Iceman is giving us the cold shoulder as usual. Sane has been, busy."

"Busy?"

"Busy."

"Doesn't matter. We've got the fuckers. Scully is doing more damage to himself, acting like a and thinking he's being funny. Dude's actually a fucking embarrassment and doesn't even realise it. Then we got Iceman."

"Who is ready to drop the promo of his life, and then we shoot it down like it was a clay pigeon. So, same thing from him."

"Living the dream then."

"What pisses me off is ... Everything. Every little thing about this match. Two fuckers I've beat numerous times, two people I've told before, don't get used to the idea of beating me because it's never going to happen. I hate stupid fucking people who don't realise when they're fucked."

"We're fighting a and his dandruff. Of course they're going to say dumb shit. My problem is, is that they think they had a shot when it was me and you CorVus."

"Really? Those two thought they had a shot."

"Again, they are ."

"There's and then there's that."

"Right. So, when we breaking you out of here?"

"What!?"

"When we doing it? That's why we came here right?"

"Gator, we're not doing that. Are fucking insane?"

"No, just you."

*Gator smiles under his mask as Sane shakes his head with a chuckle. CorVus leans in a little closer and whispers*

"Gator, we're not doing that."

"Yet."

". . ."

"I didn't hear a no."

"Gator we're not doing that."

"Well..."

*Sane and Gator sit up a little as they stare at CorVus*

"It's not the worst idea."

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"Scully."

"Let's get this shit show on the road. I don't really hate you, hate implies that I care. You're afterbirth Scully. Slid out from your mother's axe wound and somehow managed to stay away from the inside of a bin. You literally mean nothing to me, you annoy me sure, but you don't mean anything. Now, you say I don't like my tag partner much, you mean because I said you and Iceman have zero chance against me? But then I went on to say that adding Sane into this makes this a massacre. I can beat the shit out of Team Tard on my own, but with Sane, we will fucking annihilate you. I know you're Scully, but you're not fucking deaf. Maybe actually try and think instead of acting like a fucking bottomless pit of soiled adult diapers and disappointment."

"I didn't say I was better then CorVus or Sane at all, we're equal. But if you want to go after one another for insulting teammates, you just called Iceman a title shitter. He fucking hates it when people call him that, and you, his partner, call him a title shitter. Great job Lenny. Tell you what, maybe think long and hard about the word hypocrite. No, it's not a hippo crossed with a cricket. It's what you're being right now. That pea sized brain can't fucking handle a lot I know, a strong gust of wind could rattle your brittle neck and cause an aneurysm I know, but maybe, for once in your miserable existence, think for a fucking second."

"I'm going to kill the both of you. I decided. Neither of you have shown one hundred percent, I don't think either of you could reach one hundred percent. That would mean you're both capable of doing something of worth. Sure, you beat Black Veil Brides back at LL, but a drunk Metal fan with a lead pipe could have done the same. Must be nice though, to see a group worse than your own. Bet it built up all that confidence that me and Justin Sane are going to tear down."

"And yes, your team won at War Games. But you beat me? No. The team you was on won, but you didn't beat me. Warfare Mini Gauntlet, I beat you. But you have never beaten me. That may be a hard concept to follow, but I'm sure you can get it. And all I need to do is speak and win, yup, that's exactly all I need to do. Not literally, but it's basically all I need to do. You just talk and talk and I reply and I kick your ass verbally, like right now. I mean just think about what I've said so far, every point you've brought up I have ripped apart. That means I'm winning. C'mon man, try and follow."


Scully Said:Why would I insult you for being British? I'm from Britain too, dumbo! I'm going to insult my own nationality?! Duh!"

"You even think for a moment that I was directing that at Iceman? Guess not. But that line at the end, 'I'm going to insult my own nationality? Duh.' That makes it seem like you are in fact going to insult your own nationality. Like me saying, I'm going to put Scully in his place? Duh. See what I mean you steaming pile of horse shit? This is why I think you're acting like a and not just actually . You try too hard. Even some have common sense. Actually, let's talk about that for a second. How and why are you ? You might have explained this before but I really don't care enough to fact check. Did you get kicked in the head by a horse? What is your mental condition? Did you contract Down Syndrome overnight by licking a toilet seat? Do you have Autism from crying yourself to sleep every night because of how much you suck? I'm going to need details here Scully."

Fart noise Said:Why do you need Todd? Because he's the only thing or person that makes your promo's entertaining, without him they would suck even more

"Oh wow, you cut me sooo deep Scully. That's the first time I have ever heard that, your wit is too much for me to deal with. Sarcasm. I really needed to clarify that for you didn't I? Listen, just because you steal lines from films doesn't mean you can steal jokes from other people, at least try and be a little fucking creative. Mask joke. Wow. Really running out of shit to say here Scully? Okay, let's go the looks route then. You look like a tube of toothpaste, just an ordinary tube of toothpaste, nothing special. And somebody grabbed that tube and just squeezed it until it was almost empty. Then, someone got the cap and swirled it round in diarrhea, screwed the cap back onto that almost empty tube. Then someone propped that tube up and looked at it, and some fucking idiot told that tube it was special and it could go on to accomplish so many things. Then the fucking idiot who told that tube of toothpaste that, wished on a star that the tube would come to life. And his wish came true, and that shit covered, almost empty tube of toothpaste sprouted shitty little legs, and shitty little arms and fell off the windowsill that it was placed on. And you were born Scully. A useless fucking thing that one person, ONE person, thought was worth something so long ago entered the world and did nothing."

"Nothing at all. Just woke up, fell and splashed around in it's own failures. That's what you are. You called me a tomato, that's what I know you are. Something shitty and useless that I couldn't give two fucks about. You obviously do care that CorVus got arrested or else you wouldn't have screamed about Freebird rules. Sorry for explaining shit to you. Next time I'll just leave you in the dark."

"How many times did CorVus and Sane defend the titles? How many times did people challenge them? Exactly. I love that argument. It takes two to tango, but because no one stepped up, people blame the guys who have the belts. Pathetic. And you ramble on and on and.. I'm done. Hahaha, I'm so fucking done. This is just too easy for me. Fuck man, this is the worst match of my career. It's just sad. I'm going to kill you both for making me feel sooo, disinterested. Not sad or angry, just not in this match. So fuck you both, I hope you rot in hell. Iceman, any words from you before I go?"


Iceman Said: [Image: giphy.gif]

"What I thought. Never change Iceman. See you at your loss fuckers."

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