This is Bo

You're right, my job's computer is ancient therefore it wasnt showing it, I had to slowly move my mouse around until the mouse turns into a finger and that's when i started clicking. Thanks SPIKE

Hey bad ass... Got two things to say to you. GOOD LUCK ON YOUR MATCH WITH IL. and... Get ready to lock and load, cause it's on and poppin. (GOOD PROMO) SIN

LOL, we're the Bronx Bombers baby, dont hate.

I dont have the edit button, I was looking for it and it's not in my screen, therefore I couldnt edit it.

"What do you mean I can't go?" The camera catches SIN power walking back and fourth in his locker room, voice sounding with despair and rage at the same time. He's on his cell phone, Verizon blackberry. "What?" SIN looks at his cell to look at the bars. "Can you hear me now?" SIN said as he places the phone back to his ear. "Good, now, what do you mean I can't go?" SIN waits for the respond, every time SIN gets quiet to hear the person talk his facial expression changes. "No, that wasn't me,I told you I was framed, there are too many Sammy Irizarry Nuñez in Puerto Rico." SIN stops as if he got interrupted. "Toxx listen." SIN said and stopped in mid sentence. "I can't call you Toxx anymore? -aint this some bull shit." SIN waits. "Listen, I did not do anything to Dace or to Va'aiga, you have to understand, when a person disrespect another person in their home town, the people will backlash and that's what happen. I had nothing to do with the kidnapping and that's my story and I'm sticking to it." There was a determination on SIN's voice as if he really meant what he said, as if he actually believes that he had nothing to do with Dace's disappearance. "The charges were dropped!" "Puñeta." Speaking Spanish SIN said that word to…no one. "That's my native language and I can speak it when I choose to." SIN listens. "That's right, it's my prerogative." SIN said with a coke and a smile. "Oh, that’s your prerogative now, c'mon Toxxic, you cant do this to me." "You really want to know what happen down in my island? I'll tell you." SIN stops walking, he goes towards the couch, next to him is a bottle of Heineken, un open, just taken out from the freezer. SIN grabs the bottle and opens it up with a bottle opener that was conveniently next to the bottle. The smoke coming from the beer is mesmerizing, he licks his lips knowing that he's about to guzzle down one of the greatest beers. The green old school bottle, nice and cold, no, it doesn't need any accessories like coronas, that's a bitch beer, he knows it, and everybody that drinks Heineken knows it. SIN is having a love affair with his drink, gazing into the lettering, wiping off the beer's 'sweat' as he calls it. That's erotica for him as he slowly puts the beer towards his mouth. His lips curve slightly, waiting for the glass to make contact with his lips. The cold glass feels so good to him as he tilts his head back and takes the first swig. The liquid goes down as if it's water, he's daydreaming, he lost focus, and he forgot that he's speaking with Toxxic, but everything is moving in slow motion to him. "SSSSSSIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN" the voice came screaming from the other side of the phone. The sound made SIN jump a little and damn near choke him from his favorite beer. Wow, he thought for a second that that would have been the best way to go. SIN coughs a little but quickly gather his thoughts together. "Ok, this is what happen. I was driving from San Juan to Bayamon to see some of my family, and that's when I got pulled over. Now that was strange because cops down do anything in Puerto Rico, shit, they're more corrupted then people in England, but anyways, I stop the car, and I see the officer walking towards my direction, holding his gun, now that's more stranger." SIN takes another swig of the beer, and then continues. "Once he reached the car and is standing right next to me, in Spanish he asked for my license and registration. I handed it to him with no problem; I explain to him that this car was rented and politely asked him why was he stopping me. What's funny is that I could barely see his face, but I wasn't thinking about that at the moment. He replies nothing to me as he walks back towards the car; he's there for about 5 minutes before returning, once next to me he asked me to step out of the vehicle. I'm baffled at this moment, but Puerto Rican cops are known to shoot you for no reason, so I'm giving him less than that. I didn't argue I just got out. Then he told me to put my hands on the car and began to frisk me, he took my cell phone and placed it in his pocket, I thought that was really odd, then he told me to put my hands behind my back and proceeded to handcuff me. I asked him why was he arresting me? He replied that I had a warrant for my arrest, actually 4 warrants for my arrest. Attempted Murder, grand larceny, and assault with a deadly weapon and resisting arrest. I tried to plea with him and say that he got the wrong guy but he wouldn't listen, instead he threw me in the back of his car and sped away. After about 3 hours driving I noticed that I was not at the police station, I was in the middle of nowhere. I asked the cop where we were and he replied in the middle of 'La Isla Verde', from there I knew something was going really wrong. As he helped me out from the car I notice two more men waiting for the cop in front of what looked like a barn, the thing about these men is that they had masks on and was rocking assault rifles. Right then and there I knew that I was being kidnapped." SIN listens... "Yes, kidnapped." SIN takes another swig from the ice-cold beer. "Ok, after I realize what was going on, I asked them why they were doing this to me. They kept saying that it's nothing personal, it's business. I tried to ask who sent them, and is this for ransom or something bigger. The fake cop, for the first time actually showed his face, a face of guilt, as he says, bigger. I knew that I was going to die, my own people is going to kill me. The fake cop told me that he was paid 100,000.00 dollars in cash to get rid of me. I calmly ask who was it, can you at least tell me who it was before I die? The fake cop told me that the man did not give his name, but his accent made it clear that he was not from around here, he was big, black, and very angry for some reason." "Are you still there, Toxxic?" Listens... "Popcorn? Oh, whatever, Anyways, right then I realize that he was talking about Va'aiga." Listens... "Yes, that overgrown ape…anyways, I told these guys, well the police wannabe, I will pay them double whatever that big dude is paying you, I swear that I had the guy thinking for about a good two minutes; he kept saying, well, I don't know, and all that. I saw the other two masked guys and they were talking among themselves, I was thinking if I was to get out of this mess alive I have to do something soon, and real soon. Now, I was planning to reach for my phone and make some calls to get the money, but then I realize that this fake cop took my phone, so I asked, 'Let me make a phone call I will transfer the money to your account.' He replied that he has the phone; thank god I'm from the streets because I use my street knowledge for this. You ready Toxxic?" Listen... “Good, I told him that I have another one stash and that he failed to find it. He looked at me with confusion as I reach down my pockets, he started screaming to stop and reach for my arm. Right then I grabbed his arm and twisted so that his body shifted to the side, I heard the other henchmen do something with their rifles, so I twirled around and shoved the fake cop towards them, they crashed. Now, I had two options, run for dear life or fucked them up…guess which one I chose.” Listen… “Hell no, I ran like a little bitch, these mother fuckers had guns. I dash towards the trees, the woods was pitch black like the jungle, I’m from the hood I aint prepare for this type of shit with rattlesnakes and what not…” Listens after being interrupted… “Oh, um well, he un-cuffed me as he helped me out of the car, he wanted me to go into the barn and cuff me there, that’s what happen…anyways, I’ve kept running, tree branches smacking my face like if I was committing adultery. I heard the guys running behind me and I swear to god I thought they were about 5 feet away as they scream that they were going to kill me. I ran, tripped, got up, stumbled again, kept getting up and then I saw something that gave me so much joy, I saw…a road, but like a highway road. I see cars speeding as I stumble towards the road. I started waiving my hands frantically, hoping, wanting, desperately wanting a car to stop and that’s when the cops saw me.” Listen… “No, I didn’t care, actually I thought it was a blessing in disguise. Once they saw me they stopped immediately, I saw them looking through their side view mirrors. They didn’t make any movement for about 45 seconds until the passenger sidecar open and a cop came out holding his 9mm that was still secure in his holster. The driver came out as well, but he was pointing his gun towards me. Now I’m thinking that there was more than three people in this kidnap, the cop that was pointing the gun told me in Spanish to lay on the ground, I did that, I didn’t want to get shot in the back. The other cop came to me with handcuffs, I asked what I did, and he said in Spanish that he was taking me in for questioning about a kidnapping. I pleaded with them stating that I was the one that got kidnapped and they wouldn’t hear it. Once they put me in the car I asked the cops who was the one that got kidnapped? They answered with a guys name… DACE NIGHT! Listens… “No, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it…so can I go to the show?” Listens… “It is true, and I swear to everything that I love that I wont touch Va’aiga.” Listens… “Alright fine, but I’m still going to go and show up as a spectator, you can denied me from buying tickets.” Listens… “A MONTH SUSPENSION!?! THAT’S LUDICROUS.” SIN waits to clear his head then continues. “Ok, let me get this straight, if anybody like me, Bruner and Sir shows up to the show regardless if we buy the tickets, we’re going to be suspended?” Listens… “Oh, you’ve made up your mind with me already and you’re still thinking about Bruner and Sir? Can I ask if you can please re-consider me? I promise I will not do anything to Va’aiga, but if I’m going to face him sooner or later, I need to take notes.” Listens… “Can you at least think about it, that’s all I ask?” Listen… “Yeah I know, no guarantees, but I appreciate it that you can at least think about it.” Listens… “Thank you.” SIN ends the phone call and gives a evil smile as the shot fades away. END. (OOC ~ If someone (Toxxic maybe) can delete the first one, That would be great... There were some changes that needed to be made and I thought I saved it but I didnt it and well, you know the rest... Thanks)

I mean, he is from Long Island, that's like third class in NYC... Just pay him no mind. Be happy that he's not from Queens, then he'll say he'll do other stuff to your face that will just be...dirty. RIGHT SPIKE

Looks like it might be a good turn out...

CAN WE ALL JUST GET ALONG

IN NYC, I work for a agency that's call ACS (Administration for children services) my department is "Family and children services" which is a preventive agency helping families out. There was about 13 of us in the same department and it was growing (Until today). After I wrote the last note, I started thinking and noticing some shit... I think this whole thing is a set up. About 2 months ago we've gotten a new director, and right now we're all gone, the only one that's there is a supervisor and the director, the supervisor HE HIRED! This is a set up, and once I get to the bottom of this, there's going to be a lot of slow singing, and flower bringing. Time to investigate

So pissed off right now, my whole department just got laid off of work. My last day will be the 29th of August. This is what happens when you work for a non-for-profit organization that decide to not renew your contract. Sorry, I know this is the wrong thread, just needed to blow off some steam, now is time to look for work, I wonder if going postal would be beneficial.

I'm in...

That sure would of... Hey, just get some revenge, do some blue prints of how to get back at the evil bitch. Take about two weeks planning, and to top it off, pretend the evil bitch is... TOXXIC

You smacked the shit out of the evil bitch? Cause that would so rock!

Nice, besides mine of course... my fav so far is Manson, that shit is hot. Do more, I wouldnt mind buying my own shirt

Toxxic, please dont get so...personal. Taking a night off is good, I can always do promos. Just relax dont fuck Zed.

I'm going to do the same, although I dont need to since I'm not scheduled in the match, I guess for storyline purposes, whatever the case may be... but I will update my stats with moves and other things that may be important when having a match against me.

Congrats, you know I was just kidding. I'm all for higher education... I went through the hardway, being a fuck up in high school, I manage to go to college and hade a GPA of a 3.0, not bad for a pot head that rather smoke and fuck then to go to class. Although I've made a mistake a decided to have kids before I was ready, I still manage to take care of them as a full time father, and have a decent job working for the state. I could of done more if I wasnt such a fuck up early in my years, shit, never even took the SAT's.

Next time pay someone to do your midterm... It worked for me. J/K Maybe

Somebody seems pissed off and for good reason. That extra day really helped, it aint the best match that I wrote, but its something and I'm proud of my 'ring' work in it. The Main Event should be in there, I mean, Toxxic, didnt you write like half of it C'mon guys, chucandooooeeetttt... SIN

Is it the same time? 7:00 PM eastern time?

You're all swell.... BTW... WE LOVE YOU TOXXIC (NO HOMO)

Toxxic, is it possible you can make the show for the 31st.. I'm going to be honest with you, days flew by so damn quickly and I was like 'fuck' how is that possible? It is what it is, I started my match already but the problem is that I cannot do it in my job because I'm not suppose to use work computers for personal shit (Got in trouble once already) and when I get home I have to do homework with my children (And for whomever have kids, it seems their homework takes more time then when we use to have homework.) On another note, the last show which I was unable to write, was extended one day, hence this show was posted a day later. If I'm asking for to much then disregard, but I dont think I'm the only one that feels this way. Thanks SIN/BO

A week and a half has pass and I’ve been out of this hiding place twice and that’s to eat. I can honestly say that I miss my mother’s cooking, but I’m home right now so I can get it anytime I want. Arroz morro con habichuela, pernil, bistec, yuca…the good stuff. I’ve seen Va’aiga and Dace together about three times now, but I’ve seen Dace alone about 10 times now while Va’aiga promotes his match against me and he’s not getting a good respond. This is funny; he comes back to his room and gets bent out of shape wondering why a lot of people here hate him so much. I heard him called Landon once and ask if he’s seen me, not in those exact words because there were a lot of curses in-between that sentence. I think tonight might be the night to start phase one of my revenge, all I have to do is wait for the best time and catch Dace when he least expect it. I don’t care if that’s the coward’s way; it’s the best way for me. About 2 hours later. I’m still alert and I’m hungry, no, starving for revenge and… The door opens and Dace comes in, he’s on his cell phone. “Can you hear me now?” “Good!” Dace asked and then supposedly answered. “Yeah, the reception here is better, I don’t know why. : Silence: “No, I haven’t seen him or heard from him, I think he chickened out; remember you whipped his ass before.” Dace said through the phone. : Silence: “No problem, I’ll keep my eyes open…” : Silence: “Ok, bye.” Dace closes his cell phone and walks towards the couch, plumps down, grabs the remote, turns it on and watches the Spanish soap opera (Or Novella in Spanish). A trained athlete, wrestler, is so lazy to just turn on the T.V. by hand that he has to look for the remote, that is so typical with Americans, wait, I’m American as well… Let me wait for about 5 minutes before I make my move, he won’t know what’s going to happen, hell, I don’t either until I do it. Exactly 5 minutes have passed. This is my time right now…I’ve already unscrewed the bolts for this shaft. Quietly I descend, no sound, god I’m good, I’m the best. Let my feet touch the floor, perfect, no noise. Ok SIN, crouch down and look for something, anything to knock this guy out silly. Shit, I wish I would have brought my trusty bat, oh well, whatever works. (I look left and my eyes opened in disbelief) These big guys have a flower pot in their dressing room, are you shitting me? Wow, well that’s my weapon of choice… SIN creeps about 4 feet for the flower pot and grabs it without making a noise. This actually feels good in my hands, and it’s going to feel better smashing it on his head…and once again he doesn’t see it coming and that’s the beauty of this. Wow, I have a smile emerging from my face; I think I’m going to love this. SIN slowly creeps right behind the unaware Dace and stood up with the flower pot up in the air. This is lovely…and down it goes. The pot breaks into little pieces as it crashes down the skull of Dace. The partner of Va’aiga drops quicker than a prostitute that sees a 100 dollar bill. Dace is out cold and SIN is still speculating of what to do and that’s when Dace’s phone rings. What’s this, hold on, what’s this…the phone? I wonder who might be calling Dace whom just went night, night. Wow, that was funny. Let me see who’s calling… (SIN picks up the phone) wait, what’s this…it’s big ‘V’, I wonder who is big ‘V’? Hmmm…I shall pick answer the phone. “Hellooooo.” WAIT. “Well, this is the great SIN maker…who may I say is speaking?” SIN says with a smirk on his lips. WAIT. “Can you please stop cursing? My god such profanity.” WAIT. “Well, if you must know…Dace is not able to attend to your phone call because he has a massive headache, if fact, he wont be able to attend your needs until after the show on the 15th.” SIN gets interrupted. “No, you wait you fucking cabron, I’m the one that’s in control right now, and you better not dare call the cops because…matter of fact, call them, see how much they’ll help. Don’t you get it you overgrown chalk board, THIS IS MY DOMAIN!” That was the last thing SIN said before he hangs up. That big charcoal just got my temperature rising and now I must kidnap this big ‘V’ dick sucker. It is what it is, and this is my hood so hiding him will be easy, not killing him will be the hard part. Well, it’s time to get the party started, stage one of my revenge has begun and I can’t stop now, and I won’t. SIN goes towards the door and looks for one of the maintenance man. “Disculpa, tienes una bolsa negra grande…tu sabes, bolsa de basura?” “Si, como no… toma.” The maintenance man said as he hands SIN a big black garbage bag. “Gracias pai’. SIN said as he grabs the bag. SIN walks back into the dressing room and starts to work. Once again, my people would rather give things than actually working. Whatever the case may be, it makes this situation easier. SIN carefully puts DACE into the garbage bag, and ties it up. SIN lifts Dace up and puts him over his shoulder. Shit, he’s heavier than I thought. I guess that’s dead weight. SIN still manages to take Dace out of the building and signals for a cab. A cab stops, opens the trunk, SIN puts the knocked out Dace in the trunk, closes it, goes to the back seat and tells the cab driver. “Para Bayamon.” And the cab driver speeds off. End

‘LA TIERRA LE BORINQUEN…DONDE NACIDO YO’ This is my island, I blend in nicely…they don’t know my evil ways nor will they ever figure it out. Even if they do, these are my people. These people think the way I do, act the way I do, look the way I do. I speak, they listen. I know they’re language because it’s my language as well. “Come estamos?” Regardless of anything I still have to be polite with my own people. Hell, I go to the Bronx and the reception is unbelievable because my people here and over there in the City that never sleeps all know the struggles that I’ve been through. “Disculpa, donde estas lo chicharrones?” “Mira, siga derecho como por dos blockes, has una derecha en esa calle que tu ves al fondo, aya estas la bodega de los chicharrones y pan de dulce. As tempting as that sounds… wait, let me get some… Ah let me forget it. Revenge is sweeter than food, then candy and revenge is in my menu. I’ll just blend in with my people and enter the arena as one of my people that work there. That’s what I will do, disguise the un-disguisable, well, there’s no need to disguise because I’m being me, in front of my own people. My people that will have my back to the day I die because these are my people. SIN continues to walk amongst his people, no stopping for autographs, and no gawking, because these are his people, his equal and he will maintain it like that. He slowly trots towards the Coliseum, no one stopping him… SIN stops. Shit, the fuckin cops…a pig is a pig anywhere you go, my people call these pigs ‘La Guardia’. Just act normal and nothing will happen… Keep walking, that does it, just keep walking. Yes…he nods, I nod, we both nod and I keep it moving. I know this neighborhood like if I lived here, but what people don’t know is that I use to live here. This is the reason why I say these are my people. “SAMMY…SAMMY.” Some one is calling SIN by his government name, that’s not good, maybe it is. SIN turns around to where the voice is coming from, and he sees a familiar face that brought a smile to his mouth. “Angel? Como estas?” SIN asked in Spanish. “Bien, bien… pero, eh…speak to me…eh en English.” Angel smiles. “Ok, how’s tía?” “My mommy? Eeeeehhhhhh… she’s good. Will be surprise…eh…to…eh…to know you are here.” “Ok, tell her and tell the whole family and friends that Sammy is here and Sammy is inviting all of my people to come to the Coliseum on the 15th of this month. Ok?” SIN said. “15th? 15th…? You wrestle?” Angle asks. “Si, I wrestle…and I want you and the family and friends to watch me wrestle. Ok?” “Coño, claro…” “I will go around your house later to speak about it more ok?” “Ok.” SIN and Angle gives each other and pound and a kiss on the cheek (because that’s what family does) and they go on their separate ways. After about 20 more minutes of walking and looking at these half naked women. SIN finds himself in front of the coliseum and he enters with no problem, no security, nothing. Shit, this is why Puerto Rico is so fucked up now; people just don’t care unless it’s family. (Looking around) this is where it will start, resume and end, on the 15th. (SIN begins to walk towards the back stage area.) It’s not even transformed to the wrestling arena yet and that’s the way I like it. This is the opportunity to find the hiding place and start phase one of my revenge. Did not have the chance in Venezuela, but will have the chance here, in my island. (SIN goes enters the door that says ‘Baño’) Ok… (SIN looks up at the ventilation systems) This is where I enter. SIN goes to one the toilet that’s right under the vent. He sees that the shaft is locked with screws, he observes it and notice that these screws are old…he takes off his shirt, wraps it around his right hand and starts delivering thunderous rights towards the seal shaft. After the third hit, the screws buckle and the seal crumbled in. (With a smile) Again, this is going to be like taking candy from a baby. (SIN lifts himself up and squeezed himself through the shaft and into the vent system, he looks towards his left and sees nothing but darkness, he looks towards his right and sees the same thing. He starts going towards his right because; he doesn’t really have a reason… He throws the seal to the floor and knows that it’s going to take about three days for someone to notice that the seal is broken, after that, it’s going to take another three days for them to replace it after they do a shitty investigation. He crawls about 50 feet and stays, there’s another seal about 4 feet away. SIN does not do anything but just sit there, waiting. And now I wait… I feel like a spider right now. (SIN smiles) along came a spider. Now I wait. I wait. End

I met to write (ISLAND OF REVENGE) Sorry