Heyyyyyyy

howareyouidliketokickyourass... ifffff you'll give me the opportunity!


Guest


Bring it... bitchessss!

Bahahamahaha!

DDHDHDHDHDHDHD....


Yeah i'm not trying to translate ya gibberish...


Infact, I'd rip that mask off ya face and turn you into Maria's AIDS


When should I give you the 50182?

You called my name. Yet I do not understand your request. Translate.

WG.WF, this doesn't concern you at all.

Go Troll Shades, Maverick, and Loverboy... they need your attention.

[ Justin sane is standing in a corridor of the XWF Monday Madness arena. He's not scheduled to appear tonight but is obviously keen to get a feel for his surroundings. Wearing faded black jeans and a "That's Insane!" t-shirt, he appears to be looking down at his phone screen. We can hear the audio as he presses play. ]

"Heyyyyyyy

howareyouidliketokickyourass... ifffff you'll give me the opportunity!

Justin Sane

Bring it... bitchessss!"

[ Manic laughter can be heard ringing out from the speakers on Justin's phone. He smirks, then looks up at the camera as he runs his fingers through his hair. ]

Justin Sane: "You know, Hysteria, I've gotta' hand it to you.. you've got balls. I mean, here we are, both on the cusp of writing the first chapter in our respective XWF dynasties and in stead of catching goldfish you have decided to go straight after a shark. What makes you think for even a second that you can hang with me? That you have what it takes to lace up those boots and cross that threshold to go one on one with Justin Sane? You see, it really makes no difference to me.. I am afraid of nobody, but understand this.. you take this on at your own peril because whether you're in my league or you're not, I will show you no mercy. I will show you no compassion. I will take you to physical limits your body never thought possible. I'll make no secret of it.. if this is really what you want, it will be nothing short of a sacrifice. Is that really how you want to start your career? With it ending? I think you best reconsider."

[ Justin smirks and walks away, and looks as though he is making a phone call. Scene fades. ]

Ah, I see. The kid stole my trick. It seems my methodology is becoming quite popular. It appears I've become some sort of icon for the foolish who believe they can do what I can do. Adorable.

Don't be
AFRAID

I just want to tessst the very ESSENCE of the XWF.


Guest



I hope you're ready for.... what comes next. Your ass will... be....


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"Aaah, I get it. His name's Hysteria and he's trying to cause hysteria. Clever if it wasn't so fucking overdone ... Damn, I'm bored. Anyone wanna go play poker in LH Harrison's therapy office?"

Yeah this is lame. Come play poker! If you're Liz Hathaway or Kendall or any other females, we can play a variation!
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Just don't tell Jessica.

you don't understand what you're dealing with here, your bravery... shall be your downfall. I ACCEPT

Bring it asshole,I'll serve your carcass to pest,considering all the disgusting fetishes he has I wouldn't be suprised if necrophilia wasn't one of them

made by justin sane,I added the anon masks and the scumbag hat
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While we're using cheap tricks... I'd like to just say bedaub and get paid.

"Bedaub bedaub"

Bedaub Bedaub Bedaub

made by justin sane,I added the anon masks and the scumbag hat
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(10-06-2014, 10:20 AM)S.W.A.T. Said: Bring it asshole,I'll serve your carcass to pest,considering all the disgusting fetishes he has I wouldn't be suprised if necrophilia wasn't one of them

Do not speak of me as if you know me. I'm not a homosexual, nor am I into necrophilia. I am simply what I am.

Pedophilia is more of Pest's game.

Epheophilia.

Well shit. A man who can't speak properly wants to fight me. You know what, here is my response get a gm to book it and if they do. Fine. If not, then it shows how little the company cares for you.

"... Not gonna bother with this scrub who is using cheap parlor tricks. Bedaub. That is all."

Wow another jabroni. Get in line bub

SUCK... MY... DICK!

3X Star of the Month
Former 3x Hart Champion
Former 13X Xtreme Champion
Former 6X Tag Champion
Former 2X Trios Champion
Former 2x Heavy Metal Weight Champion
Former Universal Champion

OOC: hey there lol

Virgil's back is seen with his head pointed at a monitor playing the challenge proposal. He's slowly finishing the wrapping of tape around his knuckles. When the video cuts out Virgil looks back the the camera

Cute. This is usually the part where I'd accept your challenge and tell you that when I'm through with you I'm going to leave you unable to think or speak properly,nut as I can see you've done all of that for me.

Virgil stands out of his chair and walks in front of a mirror. The camera pan revealing him to be in what looks to be a broken down apartment.

Sure, I'll accept your challenge; on two conditions.

One: When I leave you broken in the ring you apologize for wasting my time.

Virgil turns toward the mirror states into his face briefly before raising his fist and shattering the reflective surface with one blow. What shards and fragments didn't embed themselves into Virgil's knuckles go flying through the air catching light as they flutter to the ground

Two: When I shatter your jaw you do everyone a favor and don't speak again until you can do it properly. See you in the ring

Virgil pulls a shard of the mirror out of his hand and flicks it at the camera before exiting frame.

^^dont u got some cars to wash? or is mr dibiase not whipping u enough?

welcome back CAM FUCKIN LANG!

SUCK... MY... DICK!

3X Star of the Month
Former 3x Hart Champion
Former 13X Xtreme Champion
Former 6X Tag Champion
Former 2X Trios Champion
Former 2x Heavy Metal Weight Champion
Former Universal Champion

(10-05-2014, 09:57 PM)Hysteria Said: Don't be
AFRAID

I just want to tessst the very ESSENCE of the XWF.


JillLorder



I hope you're ready for.... what comes next. Your ass will... be....


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On the X-tron, the camera pans over to a woman who was walking about in the backstage area. The camera man hastily runs to be in front of the woman, revealing her to be none other than Jill Lorder herself. Rosette lips were curved into a sly smirk as Jill's eyes looked directly into the camera. In one hand was a picture of Hysteria, and in the other hand she had a... can?

What the hell was Lorder doing with a can?

Well, well, well... I haven't made a proper debut yet and already it seems as if someone has proposed a challenge to me! How exciting.

Jill shows the picture of Hysteria to the camera.

This is the person. He goes by the name of Hysteria.

Jill then examines the picture, throughly studying and scrutinizing it as her eyes looked at the ominous figure.

... Not sure if he's dressed up as Slenderman Sr., Slenderman from the 1940s, Slenderman going through a mid-life crisis or as Slenderman that just came back from doing a Mens Warehouse commercial... very interesting attire you got on, bub.

With an eyeroll, Lorder tosses the picture aside, continuing to speak to the camera and address Hysteria.

And I'm gonna guess, Hysteria, that you're curious about this can that I have in my hand?

The young woman points towards the aforementioned can. She then raises it up to the camera. It has the words "Whoop Ass" and "Highly nuturious!" written on the label.

I was at home when you issued your challenge to me. Saw that supposedly "spooky" cryptic message of yours on the television. After that, I thought, "Geez, he must be really hungry! He needs something to help slake his hunger. The poor thing..."

So, being the considerate and benevolent person that I am, I brought you this can.

And you know what I'm gonna do with this can? You're gonna be in front of me in the ring, okay? And then I'm gonna open the can. Then after that, that's when I'm gonna serve you a nice, well-portioned serving of Whoop Ass. Yeah, I'm gonna kick your ass. That's exactly what you need and that's exactly what you're gonna get.

Go ahead. Make the date and the match stipulation. I accept your challenge, Hysteria. But just know that I won't hold back. I will fight and I will continue to fight. Your ass will be the one that's obliterated, not mine.

With those words now out in the open for Hysteria to digest, Jill walks off.

Damn, girl. That's some bullshit, my friend John Cena would not stand for this. Seriously dude you just picked on the new girl on her first day! That's some Hustle, bro.

Hey, Hysterical how about you get yourself a tag team partner and Jill and I will teach you a lesson. October 20th. Madness.

Oh shit! I've never heard of this "Guest" character you speak of Hysteria, but they sound like a badass! I'll bet all my money that "Guest" beats you.

(10-13-2014, 03:08 AM)Hunter Payne Said: Oh shit! I've never heard of this "Guest" character you speak of Hysteria, but they sound like a badass! I'll bet all my money that "Guest" beats you.

You're the only guest here, jackoff, because you're too big of a spic pussy to be an actual roster member and compete with me or anyone else here. And no, you won't beat Hysteria. He'd shove your triple bean burrito up your ass and snap your neck while you're trying to pull it back out, and then he'd make your dead body tend to his garden! And your lifeless corpse would probably do a better job than you did while you were still breathing my oxygen! Ha ha ha!

(10-12-2014, 07:56 AM)JillLorder Said: On the X-tron, the camera pans over to a woman who was walking about in the backstage area. The camera man hastily runs to be in front of the woman, revealing her to be none other than Jill Lorder herself. Rosette lips were curved into a sly smirk as Jill's eyes looked directly into the camera. In one hand was a picture of Hysteria, and in the other hand she had a... can?

What the hell was Lorder doing with a can?

Well, well, well... I haven't made a proper debut yet and already it seems as if someone has proposed a challenge to me! How exciting.

Jill shows the picture of Hysteria to the camera.

This is the person. He goes by the name of Hysteria.

Jill then examines the picture, throughly studying and scrutinizing it as her eyes looked at the ominous figure.

... Not sure if he's dressed up as Slenderman Sr., Slenderman from the 1940s, Slenderman going through a mid-life crisis or as Slenderman that just came back from doing a Mens Warehouse commercial... very interesting attire you got on, bub.

With an eyeroll, Lorder tosses the picture aside, continuing to speak to the camera and address Hysteria.

And I'm gonna guess, Hysteria, that you're curious about this can that I have in my hand?

The young woman points towards the aforementioned can. She then raises it up to the camera. It has the words "Whoop Ass" and "Highly nuturious!" written on the label.

I was at home when you issued your challenge to me. Saw that supposedly "spooky" cryptic message of yours on the television. After that, I thought, "Geez, he must be really hungry! He needs something to help slake his hunger. The poor thing..."

So, being the considerate and benevolent person that I am, I brought you this can.

And you know what I'm gonna do with this can? You're gonna be in front of me in the ring, okay? And then I'm gonna open the can. Then after that, that's when I'm gonna serve you a nice, well-portioned serving of Whoop Ass. Yeah, I'm gonna kick your ass. That's exactly what you need and that's exactly what you're gonna get.

Go ahead. Make the date and the match stipulation. I accept your challenge, Hysteria. But just know that I won't hold back. I will fight and I will continue to fight. Your ass will be the one that's obliterated, not mine.

With those words now out in the open for Hysteria to digest, Jill walks off.

You know dudette, I have never once had any chicks complain to me about getting their ass obliterated. Usually it's pretty high on their bucket list to have it done by a real rock n' roll megastar, man!

I think maybe you should chill a little and let crazy-boy Hysteria get his LSD flashbacks out of the way so he can go back to playing chess with the old men in the park, you know?

He's mostly harmless.

(10-13-2014, 05:25 AM)LoverboyVinnieLane Said: You know dudette, I have never once had any chicks complain to me about getting their ass obliterated. Usually it's pretty high on their bucket list to have it done by a real rock n' roll megastar, man!

I think maybe you should chill a little and let crazy-boy Hysteria get his LSD flashbacks out of the way so he can go back to playing chess with the old men in the park, you know?

He's mostly harmless.

Ever the charmer, Vinnie. It's nice to know I'll be delivering a Television championship shot to such a smooth-talking playboy when you sponsor me into the fatal four-way. Unfortunately that's all it will be though, a shot, but no hard feelings of course. Still money well spent to get your name on the marquee one more time.

(10-13-2014, 05:36 AM)Justin Sane Said: Ever the charmer, Vinnie. It's nice to know I'll be delivering a Television championship shot to such a smooth-talking playboy when you sponsor me into the fatal four-way. Unfortunately that's all it will be though, a shot, but no hard feelings of course. Still money well spent to get your name on the marquee one more time.

Cool, dude! No worries though, man, I wouldn't serve up my hard earned dough if I didn't think you had a solid chance to win that title, man... but let's relax with the whole "You have no chance against me" business man, because, I mean, let's be honest - look at you and then look at me. No offense, man, but it's pretty obvious.

As far as this new chick goes... hey man, maybe she'll ask me for your number?

(10-13-2014, 05:43 AM)LoverboyVinnieLane Said: Cool, dude! No worries though, man, I wouldn't serve up my hard earned dough if I didn't think you had a solid chance to win that title, man... but let's relax with the whole "You have no chance against me" business man, because, I mean, let's be honest - look at you and then look at me. No offense, man, but it's pretty obvious.

As far as this new chick goes... hey man, maybe she'll ask me for your number?

It's more than a chance, I can assure you.. but don't get it twisted, I never said you wouldn't stand a chance.. just that it's not going to happen.

As for that chick? She is all yours. I mean, if all the rumors are true, I doubt there'd be much of her left for me anyway. Besides, I like my girls just a little bit.. crazy. Insane, even.

Hysteria, i must say, you have allot of nerve to challenge me to a match. What do you think will come out of this little gaffe? do you think that just because i'm the new guy, that i can't pack a punch? i dare you to step into the ring with me, dance with the devil, and find out how unhinged i really am. i want you to realize, that i'm not one to mess with. especially when i'm in the mood for a fight. i will end you, and you will regret the day you broke the beast from it's cage, cause i will bite your head off.

(10-13-2014, 05:51 AM)Justin Sane Said:

(10-13-2014, 05:43 AM)LoverboyVinnieLane Said: Cool, dude! No worries though, man, I wouldn't serve up my hard earned dough if I didn't think you had a solid chance to win that title, man... but let's relax with the whole "You have no chance against me" business man, because, I mean, let's be honest - look at you and then look at me. No offense, man, but it's pretty obvious.

As far as this new chick goes... hey man, maybe she'll ask me for your number?

It's more than a chance, I can assure you.. but don't get it twisted, I never said you wouldn't stand a chance.. just that it's not going to happen.

As for that chick? She is all yours. I mean, if all the rumors are true, I doubt there'd be much of her left for me anyway. Besides, I like my girls just a little bit.. crazy. Insane, even.

Easy there hotshots. No need to flatter yourselves or get your wankers wet. The only time you'll ever get lucky enough to be with this "chick" is in your dreams.

Sorry to disappoint ya. You got your right hands to keep you company and give you all the pleasurable feeling you need if you're that heartbroken.

Also... I'm not crazy.

(10-13-2014, 06:45 AM)JillLorder Said:

(10-13-2014, 05:51 AM)Justin Sane Said:

(10-13-2014, 05:43 AM)LoverboyVinnieLane Said: Cool, dude! No worries though, man, I wouldn't serve up my hard earned dough if I didn't think you had a solid chance to win that title, man... but let's relax with the whole "You have no chance against me" business man, because, I mean, let's be honest - look at you and then look at me. No offense, man, but it's pretty obvious.

As far as this new chick goes... hey man, maybe she'll ask me for your number?

It's more than a chance, I can assure you.. but don't get it twisted, I never said you wouldn't stand a chance.. just that it's not going to happen.

As for that chick? She is all yours. I mean, if all the rumors are true, I doubt there'd be much of her left for me anyway. Besides, I like my girls just a little bit.. crazy. Insane, even.

Easy there hotshots. No need to flatter yourselves or get your wankers wet. The only time you'll ever get lucky enough to be with this "chick" is in your dreams.

Sorry to disappoint ya. You got your right hands to keep you company and give you all the pleasurable feeling you need if you're that heartbroken.

Also... I'm not crazy.

Sweetcheeks... first of all, I'm a lefty. Only time I row starboard is if I want to liven things up.

Now, I was just trying to make nice with you - pretty little thing surrounded by a bunch of sweaty dudes like Pest and Maverick. Maverick's into shitplay, by the way, so don't hook up with him.

Anyway, there's no need to get all hostile and talk about my... wanker? All it really does is turn me on when you play hard to get, anyway.

(10-13-2014, 06:50 AM)LoverboyVinnieLane Said:
Sweetcheeks... first of all, I'm a lefty. Only time I row starboard is if I want to liven things up.

Now, I was just trying to make nice with you - pretty little thing surrounded by a bunch of sweaty dudes like Pest and Maverick. Maverick's into shitplay, by the way, so don't hook up with him.

Anyway, there's no need to get all hostile and talk about my... wanker? All it really does is turn me on when you play hard to get, anyway.

Okay... too much info right there, Vinny Boy. Still, Jill decided against acting so "hostile" towards him. Not really her style anyway. Besides, he seems kinda cool. Jill also liked his rockstar clothing that he was flaunting.

(Alright... he doesn't seem too bad. I guess he's alright.)

Sorry if I gave you the wrong impression. And please, just call me Jill.

"There's no need to apologise Jill, Vinnie is known to make some kind of gaffe every so often."

(10-13-2014, 06:45 AM)JillLorder Said: Easy there hotshots. No need to flatter yourselves or get your wankers wet. The only time you'll ever get lucky enough to be with this "chick" is in your dreams.

Sorry to disappoint ya. You got your right hands to keep you company and give you all the pleasurable feeling you need if you're that heartbroken.

Also... I'm not crazy.

Sweetheart, please, if anybody is flattering themselves here it's you. I don't know if you've walked in here blindfolded, but this isn't your average place of operations. You might just be crazier than you think. Shooting your mouth off like that around here can get you in a whole lot of trouble. Not from me personally of course, I wouldn't waste my time on a pretty little thing like yourself. Why don't you just put on a bikini, sit in that corner over there all pretty-like and let the men talk. There's a good girl now.

Jill, sweetie, no need to apologize! This is a rough place and pretty girls like you always get run outta here pretty quick, so I don't blame you for trying to spray piss and vinegar everywhere to mark your territory, dude!

I see you checking out my badass vinyl pants... Go ahead, give 'em a rub, it's cool. You let me know anytime you need to get backstage to any show, man, or just if you wanna hang out and talk shit. Nice lingerie, too!

(10-13-2014, 07:21 AM)Justin Sane Said:

(10-13-2014, 06:45 AM)JillLorder Said: Easy there hotshots. No need to flatter yourselves or get your wankers wet. The only time you'll ever get lucky enough to be with this "chick" is in your dreams.

Sorry to disappoint ya. You got your right hands to keep you company and give you all the pleasurable feeling you need if you're that heartbroken.

Also... I'm not crazy.

Sweetheart, please, if anybody is flattering themselves here it's you. I don't know if you've walked in here blindfolded, but this isn't your average place of operations. You might just be crazier than you think. Shooting your mouth off like that around here can get you in a whole lot of trouble. Not from me personally of course, I wouldn't waste my time on a pretty little thing like yourself. Why don't you just put on a bikini, sit in that corner over there all pretty-like and let the men talk. There's a good girl now.

Jill bursted out laughing. Who does this guy think he is? Was he serious? Oh God, this was too damn hilarious.

Haha... you're funny, you know that? Thinking you can tell me what to do. Sorry, but I'm not some lapdog you can give orders to.

[ Justin smirks - that arrogant, oh-so-cocky smirk that is fast becoming a trademark of his. ]

Oh Jill, you've got me all wrong! I don't think you're a lap dog at all! At least, not yet anyway. Give it some time, we'll see how you get along here first. It's best not to rush these things.

[ Sane winks at Jill, a smug look on his face. ]