Promo: Trading the devil for the Thugg

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

It’s Monday morning, around 10am. The Resch center is quite empty, with the exception of the stage crew putting together the show. The camera heads down the hallway, turning into a room. The members of Creative Control, Bo, Sacred, Lerrin, and Jay Dawg occupy it.

 

Sacred: “Man it’s fucking early.”

 

Lerrin: “Dude, it’s only 10am.”

 

Jamie: “But that’s like 3am Australian time.”

 

Lerrin: “Ah good point.”

 

JD and Lerrin share a small laugh at Sacred’s expense, but silence ensues. JD looks over to Bo, followed by Lerrin and Sacred.

 

Jamie: “Back to business. Now Bo… If I recall correctly, you left us.”

 

Bo fires JD a sharp, fierce glare, anger a little more then evident.

 

Bo: “You already know my reasons, Dawg. Don’t pull this shit.”

 

Jamie: “Now we both know. One of the reasons you are here, is because, you hate the HVille Thugg as much as I do. You see, he wants back, and you know what... I’m going to finish him. If anyone knows what that is like, it’s you. Sacred and I held him down, but you swung that chair, and you know something dawg, it was beautiful.”

 

Bo: “It was, wasn’t it? I mean just thinking about it, the guy who thought he owned this place, come tumbling down at my wrath.”

 

JD stands up, looking straight into Bo. The larger man stands right up, looking into his eyes. JD holds Sacred and Lerrin back in their seats with a simple wave, as he looks up into Bo. The tension is already building.

 

Jamie: “Now Bo. We have our problems. The way you left, well it wasn’t on good terms with any of us. Now that you are back, I have one thing to say to you…

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s good to have you on our side.”

 

JD smiles, as he extends his hand, and with a smile, Bo shakes it.

 

Bo: “It’s good to be on the side of winners. You all won on Storm, and have done a good job at annihilating the X-Club-7!”

 

Sacred and Lerrin laugh at their handiwork just a few days ago.

 

Jamie: “Now! We have some business. Well actually, this part is my business. But I request your guy’s help, is it cool?”

 

The other three men nod, already aware of Jay Dawg’s motives.

 

Sacred: “Yo Dawg. I got your back and all. But I have some things to do. If you need me, you know how to get a hold.”

 

JD gives Sacred a nod, as the Aussie takes off. Bo speaks up as well.

 

Bo: “I got some shit to plot with XF9 tonight dude. No shit will happen anyway, but if you need me, just call.”

 

Jamie: “Alright, fine. You still cool big guy?”

 

JD looks over to Lerrin, as Bo exits the room. Lerrin grins sickly as he rotates his shoulders, ready for a fight.

 

Lerrin: “Of course. You know I can’t pass this up.”

 

Jamie: “Yeah, I know. Let’s do this.”

 

***Five Minutes Later***

 

The two members of Creative Control come to a halt. Jay Dawg in the lead, he turns to his right and knocks on the door. The camera gets a closer inspection, and the titles on the door say “Midnight Carnival” in bright, rainbow colors. The door swings open, on the otherside is arguably the greatest LHW champ ever, El Luchadore Magnifico.

 

ELM: “What do you want, Senor Dawg?”

 

Jamie: “Cut the theatrics Mag. I have some business to discuss with you guys. ALL of you.”

 

Magnifico stares down at JD, who smiles sincerely.

 

Jamie: “And there will be NO fighting.”

 

JD turns to Lerrin, who gives a nod to Mag. Finally, the league’s illegal immigrant let’s them in. The two men observe the room, seeing Edwin and Raynor lying on separate couches, their gold over their shoulders, and Z, who upon seeing JD, doesn’t look too happy. Actually, this room is nothing like the regular Carnival.

 

Jamie: “Man. You guys seem like a bunch of downers. What happened to the singing, dancing dumbasses that my buddies and I hate?”

 

Raynor is the next one to speak up.

 

Raynor: “We are relaxing for our tag matches tonight. But that’s not the case. If you are not looking for a fight, why did you bring the cavalry?”

 

Raynor obviously is referring to one of the most dominant men in the S-W-F. JD smiles as he answers.

 

Jamie: “He has my back, just like I have his and the rest of Creative Control. Enough of that, however. Anyway Raynor, how’s the arm? And Z, how’s the head?”

 

Edwin sits up off the couch, not too happy at Jay Dawg’s response.

 

Edwin: “Get out.”

 

Edwin is pointing to the door, but not one member moves.

 

Jamie: “Or else what? You’ll snap. Believe me Edwin, we may not be looking for a fight, but we have no problems taking you cripples out right now. A quick snap of the fingers, Sacred and Bo will be here. But something tells me we don’t want to brawl before our respective matches tonight.”

 

Lerrin especially loves Jay Dawg’s response, cracking his knuckles. Edwin calms down a slight bit, as JD waits.

 

Edwin: “What do you have to say, Drazon?”

 

JD once again smiles, as he invites himself to take a seat.

 

Jamie: “Now Edwin. All of us have had our battles. We’ve lost it on each other from time to time. You more then recently. But one thing we’ve always had was that you never feared us, and we never feared you. What I am trying to say is Edwin, that we have a proposition for you.”

 

Every Carnie member looks to each other, then at the Jay Dawg and Lerrin.

 

Edwin: “What’s the proposition? A Truce? In case you haven’t noticed, we have been allying and fighting every stable out there.”

 

JD smiles once more.

 

Jamie: “Oh Edwin. Believe me, there is no truce. As soon as this is done, I plan to make your life a living hell. But the proposition is, that one man is already making your lives hell… A bumpee so to speak?”

 

Edwin sadly looks over to Raynor and Z, who have suffered already.

 

Jamie: “I think there is two things well known in this lockerroom. One, you seem to have a fear for the rookie named Silent. And Two… ever since you won the world championship, you have been chummy with the HVille Thugg.”

 

The patience is being tested as JD continues.

 

Jamie: “Now, I don’t know if you know this or not. But I want a piece of the HVille Thugg.”

 

Lerrin: “Kivell knows it.”

 

Lerrin blurts that bit out and starts to snicker in the corner. The carnies are not too impressed.

 

Edwin: “Yeah I know Jay Dawg. So tell me, what is the proposition?”

 

Jamie: “Tonight, I have the Slaughterer, so to speak. The ones you guys know as the Silent One. Now… you guys may have failed at defeating him… but I won’t.”

 

JD especially looks at Z, but glimpses head to Raynor as well.

 

Jamie: “This is my yard, on Smarkdown. Now the proposition is, if I take out Silent on Smarkdown. And believe me, I will make him my bitch. Will you, Edwin MacPhisto… Talk to the HVille Thugg?”

 

Edwin looks at JD, confused.

 

Edwin: “You want me to talk to Thugg?”

 

Jamie: “Heh heh. There’s more of course. I want you to tell the HVille Thugg to get his fatass back into the SWF, so I can kick him back down into retirement! The son of a bitch treaded on uncharted territory, and is now going to pay the consequences.”

 

Edwin: “And what if he refuses?”

 

Jamie: “He won’t refuse.”

 

Edwin: “Good point. But what makes you think that I need you to stop Silent for me?”

 

Jamie: “Well… we can have Stubby book him into matches where he systematically picks you all apart. Would you like that. Or I can derail his train tonight! Which do you want, Edwin? The ball is in your hands.”

 

Edwin looks at Raynor, then Z, with a sad attempt of a smile, he tries to forgive himself, and apologize to his buddies. What if he goes for ELM next? I can’t let that happen. He has to be stopped now. Edwin thinks to himself, worry is evident on his face.

 

Edwin: “Ok. Take him out.”

 

Jamie: “As you wish.”

 

JD stands up, and followed by Lerrin, he leaves the room. Lerrin gives him a tap on the shoulder.

 

Lerrin: “What’s the deal?”

 

Jamie: “It’s business, Breggan. I want a shot at Thugg. Edwin is the only one who can get to him now.”

 

Breggan: “Why do you want a piece of Thugg so bad?”

 

Jamie: “That part we will all see. I’ll let you know soon enough. This Pay Per View is going to be big for the Creative Control. We have two weeks to set this up, let’s get going.”

 

JD walks forward, as Breggan stands there. His beam grows as he chuckles, laughing at what they plan to do.

[Guest AnnieEclectic]

dude... you better have gotten MAD permissions for this promo man.... this is a really really cool promo but this shit seemed to come out of nowhere storywise....

 

this better be good.

 

-Annie

[Guest Insanityman]

Nice work, a bit odd on different levels, but a damn good read.

[Guest Kibagami]

Badass storyline-ness, JD. Got your point across well, and it did a good job of keeping things tense between CC and the Carnival.

 

On the downside, I now have a MOTIVATED Hardcore champion in a no-DQ match tomorrow, and his crazy Commissioner-backed stable supporting him.

 

::swings cane around wildly::

 

I'LL NO-SELL THE SHIT OUT OF YOU ALL!

 

Urk....

 

S.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

JD did get mad permission from the me-end at least. I loved the idea.

 

You know I like the promo, but I'll say it here so everyone can see it. It's cool to have some threads linking people even if they're not feuding at the moment.

[Guest chirs3]

Ooh... this is a nice little development in plot... last thing I ever thought I'd hear Edwin say was "Ok... take him out.", but under the circumstances...

 

My hat's off to you, JD...

[Guest Rabbi_wilson13]

Oooo...I likey a lot. Man, I haven't manipulated anybody in a while, and now TBS and JD are doing all the fun stuff. Maaaaan...stop it!

 

That was so excellent, JD. It rocked the casbah, so to speak. Everyone interacting works out so well. It's like we're a nifty little community, not two guys feuding over here, and another two guys feuding over here. I love it.

 

Group hug!!!!!

 

Hold on, I got it for you S..

 

:: Silent no-sells the group hug::

 

All righty, back to match writing. I'm getting a match done, bab-ee...

[Guest Kibagami]

Much obliged, Wilson. I have to stretch out properly for my no-selling, and having to do it so often is a bit of a bother.

 

Now, also, back to said match-writing.

 

S.

[Guest Lerrin Breggan]

As always, its nice to make a visit to our friendly Midnight Carnival compatriots. The promo was awesome, leaving a lot to the imagination, but it also showed that everyone in the fed is very far apart, but not so far apart at the same time. Excellent Job Boss.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

He didn't get any permission from me!! Bitch!

 

I would flame you, but....well, just but.

 

Good interactions and a nice promo overall. But, if you think for one second that Edwin has the pull to get me back in the ring....you are sorely mistaken.

 

Da "retired bitch" H

[Guest kelloggs]

::Thugg no sells the call out::

 

JD my man I swear your shit is hot. Hmmm...I agree that I didn't see Edwin saying it like that but he is becoming more cold character wise so get to it and...take him out.

 

M. Francis

[Guest BA_Baracus]

PROMO (Stubby P. McWeed);

"Nice, simple...it makes sense and was something that would actually happen on a wrestling show.

 

Plus we didn't have to drag out the expensive dream-cams or thought-cams to have the plot make sense.

 

Mothernature says, oh wait...Jay Dawg wrote it. It sucks!"

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

"Mothernature says, oh wait...Jay Dawg wrote it. It sucks!"

 

I never thought I'd quote an insult directed at me... but that made me laugh.