Creative Disturbance

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

“I like big butts and I can not lie! You other brothers can’t deny! When a girl walks by in an itty bitty waist, and that round thing in your face, you get SPRUNG!!!”

 

“Who gets sprung!?”

 

“I get sprung Frosty baby!”

 

The drunken rambling of the Chilly Chilly Bang Bang go on at the local bar. The camera zooms out into the street, many people vacating it as the night closes in. Streetlights rapidly flick colors, red, amber, and green. The camera switches to outside a warehouse, like one of those training places for the boxers in the movies.

 

“Come on! This is your chance! This is OUR chance!”

 

Inside the warehouse, the camera closes in. The ring, the weights, the beams up top, the ropes that are climbed, skipping ropes hung up, medicine balls and other accessories resting in their corners. Finally, after scanning the whole place, it comes up to Lerrin Breggan, pounding on a punching bag held by JD.

 

“Who do you see!?” shouts Jay Dawg.

 

“Edwin!” Lerrin replies, puffing a little.

 

“No! Who do you see!?”

 

Lerrin pauses, his mind thinking briefly. He pulls back a fist and hits the bag hard, knocking JD back a step with the impact.

 

“Myself.” He finally answers, gently jabbing the bag.

 

“Excellent. What do you see?” JD replies, almost in demand instead of question.

 

Lerrin speeds up his pace once more. “Future heavyweight champion. Holding the gold!”

 

“Exactly! Creative Control is ready to take off. This Monday will be the start!”

 

“Jay…Dawg” Lerrin sputters out as he speeds up his pace some more, hammering the bag with lefts and rights. “You have no idea how long I have waited for you, Creative Control, for how long I have waited to make an impact. I remember the shitty nights like this, training to keep in shape, to prepare for dominance.”

 

“Dominate you shall. OOF!!” The bag drives into Jay Dawg’s ribs from a hard blow by Lerrin. “Nice shot, killer.” Lerrin flashes a brief smile before hammering the bag some more. “I know Edwin well enough. Last month in my match with him. I beat the hell out of his shoulder, he couldn’t hit me with the Encore Cross. Tomorrow, you have that opportunity. Hurt his limbs, he’s going to have trouble lifting you anyway. And dammit, watch out for that Spinal Tap!”

 

“You…” punch, “say…” punch, “that…” punch, “like…” punch, “I…” punch, “have…” punch, “something…” punch, “to…” punch, “worry…” punch, “about.” Lerrin asks, continuously hitting the bag.

 

“What’s that supposed to mean, Mr. Breggan?”

 

Lerrin stops the punching, grabbing the bag and holds it still. “It means, even if this Carnie can knock me down, you have to count the pin.”

 

JD starts to jab the bag. “Why Lerrin. I plan to call this match *snicker* straight down the middle.” JD starts to hit the bag a bit harder now.

 

“Yeah. Heh heh. Right down the middle.” Lerrin smiles as JD starts to hit the bag.

 

“You know Lerrin. Stubby has trusted us with a great responsibility. We are not allowed to fail.”

 

“We?” Lerrin questions. “I thought you were going to be unbiased and allow me to destroy him.”

 

“Lerrin.” JD retorts, smacking the bag with some hard hooks. “Before we put his ass on the shelf for good. Edwin took out the HVille Thugg. A dude, scarier and stronger then you.” JD calmly warns.

 

“But… also a lot slower.” Lerrin informs, knowing his shit.

 

JD pulls back, and hits the bag hard with a sick upper-roundhouse. Lerrin actually is knocked back a step. JD switches to his feet, and kicks high, straight up front kick. JD steps back, twists backward, and kicks the bag high with a reverse crescent kick. The blow knocks Lerrin back some more and he let go of the bag, stepping away while seeing what JD is about to do. JD raises his eyelids, as the rage boils, he leaps into the air, spinning quickly, and striking the bag hard into the top with the Thai Roundhouse! The bag floors it past Breggan, and the chain holding it snaps off, sending the bag into orbit!

 

“Right. A LOT slower.” JD replies, calming down as the bag falls back down.

 

THUD!!

 

Lerrin looks down at the bag, whistling slightly at the impact. Silence forms.

 

…

 

A minute later, Lerrin looks back at the bag.

 

“You know, you have to stop doing that.”

 

“Maybe. But it was your gore that shattered the thing last time.”

 

“Good point. However that was important?”

 

“Oh?”

 

“Yeah… I had to make sure it was in tiptop shape before plowing through Xero. You on the other hand, get to kick people in the head every week.”

 

“Yeah. It is kind of great.”

 

“Jay Dawg, just think. You’ve been here for two years. You know everything there is to know about this fed.”

 

“Yeah. It has been a while, hasn’t it? Seems like only yesterday, kicking ass in the lower leagues… just waiting for that chance at being bumped.”

 

“Heh. I never had to do that.”

 

JD looks over at Lerrin, keeping his expression calm as he looks over. Lerrin looks back, smiling, JD smiles in return.

 

“Right. You didn’t.”

 

“Good to have a friend like you.”

 

“Yeah. Seeing you down in the leagues… getting up from some viciously painful shit. It was gold, man. Gold. I knew I had stumbled on something special.”

 

“Yeah. I am pretty great.”

 

“Right.” JD gets another look on his face, which Lerrin smiles to. “Tomorrow night, you will show Edwin. Then we will show the league.”

 

The two start to head out, leaving the bag for a janitor to find. JD opens the door, holding it open for Lerrin. The larger man pauses, grinning once more.

 

“You know Jay Dawg. You have been here for two years, while I have been for two weeks. Just think how great I will be, defeating all those before me to the ultimate prize in this business. Creative Control will be the home of the King. The great one. I like it.”

 

Lerrin finishes his little spiel and walks out the door.

 

JD slowly lets the door close with him leaning on it. “Right.” He mumbles, letting Lerrin get a little distance before opening his eyes, the eyes of rage.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Yuh-oh. A rocky partnership already, eh? A bit of tension makes for interesting tag partners...

 

...and that was a really good training-hype promo. Really had an electric pace in the beginning there, moved so fast with the back...and made me kinda scared.

 

Lerrin Breggan's gonna rip my arms off, mommy.

[Guest Lerrin Breggan]

Very Nice, I enjoy training and learning new things from one of the vets! The Hardcore champion has plenty to teach, and you guys should listen to him! And by all means, don't get caught by those kicks, they hurt even with the bag there to cushion the blows!

[Guest Drew_K]

Okay.... WHY is TNT in this, aside from being made fun of, which I will admit is always a plus? And why is NOONE quoting the 'Big dog, little dog' cartoons? I mean, seriously, that's those two.

 

Anyway, onto JD's work. I must reply so JD can feel special. He said so himself.

 

Great work. Really brings Lerrin into the light. He's more like Brock Lesnar every day. The workout montages, the hated manager, the slowly appearing mic skills. Nex thing you know, he'll be facing ELM for the intercontinental title.

 

Loved the pacing in this one, Jay, and I find the tension between JD and Lerrin interesting, if disconcerting in it's suddeness. I hope for the slow burn on whatever that is leading to.

 

Keep it up. We may achieve Edwin's 'Summer of speech' promo goal yet.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

I just had the urge to make fun of TNT... that is all.

[Guest BA_Baracus]

PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed);

"Hey you bastards! Get along!

 

Don't make me drag Creative control to family counciling.

 

Mothernature says..."

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

...*cough*...

 

Actually, I like it...but you didn't ask permission to use my character, so I'll sue you anyway. HAH!

 

-Taylor "Little Dog to Frost's Big Dog" Thompson

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

So TNT... You get sprung by Frosty?

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

No, I just found your utter stupitidy humorous, that is all.

[Guest kelloggs]

JD ownz j00...

 

The training segment and JD's info on Edwin make this match all the more anticipated. Hmmm...mad hints at the match psych for both men from JD = (Y).

 

Lerrin Breggan is actually looking like the SWF's next big thing. The only difference is he's not a heatless wonder as most people call Brock. Why don't smarks just let it go.

 

I might not want to be considered a smark anymore as GSMS was right. They bitch way too much. I know of many styles and still like the WWE even now when the bitching has reached an all time high. Damn just suspend belief for once and have a markout moment like when you were a kid.

 

M. "The educated mark" Francis B)

 

PS Please read the JL show and comment

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

The training segment and JD's info on Edwin make this match all the more anticipated. Hmmm...mad hints at the match psych for both men from JD = (Y).

 

Well, not really, considering that I had 4000 words of my match done when this promo was posted. But I'm sure Lerrin did a very nice job with it.

[Guest Lerrin Breggan]

Actually Edwin, I had about the same, maybe 3k done when this was posted, I appologize if it screws with anything you had going, because that definately wasn't the plan...

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Nah, it's no biggie. I would have liked to have used that stuff, but all I really want is another excuse to bash JD.

 

INVERTED ::BONG!!!::

[Guest 5_moves_of_doom]

INVERTED ::BONG!!!::

And there's NOTHING more painful to one's pride THAT JD. NOTHING.

 

Wait...

 

KICK *WHAM* ::BONG!::

 

-Taylor "God I Rule" Thompson :D