Post by Jason Murphy on Jun 8, 2010 16:12:23 GMT -5
The GHW arena is filled with fans all happy to see their superstars come down to the ring.
Some familiar music kicks in and instantly, the fans begin to boo the man...
Jason Murphy emerges from the black curtain, sporting a grey suit, with a pair of black sunglasses on.
"Why is he wearing sunglasses?"
"I honestly don't know."
Jason walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring. He reaches out of the ropes to grab the microphone, then walks to the center of the ring.
"Now, as you all know. A few days ago I was attacked by some idiot that goes by the name of JT Riley."
The fans begin to shout "YOU GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT!"
"Shut up! You worthless idiots, now...he caught me off guard with a cheap shot. I couldn't have defended myself. Had security of done their jobs, I would have been fine, but what do you expect from a bunch of minimum wage losers? It was a uncalled attack. Sure, I started it, but he could have been the better man by leaving it as it was, but no. Instead he attacked and knocked me out. I had no choice! My arms were being held down by security. I do have to say however, I got some nice shots on him and...he got a good, cheap shot at me."
Jason sighs and takes his sunglasses off, revealing a nasty black eye. The fans just continue their chants, getting louder.
"Now, I'm calling you out JT! I demand you get in this ring!"
Jason faces the entrance way, waiting for JT. Moments pass by, and there is no sign of JT
"Alright, fine. Don't come out here you pussy...I knew you'd be too scared to come out and face me. You just better hope! You don't run into me backstage...alright? I know your skull is pretty damn thick, but you seem to understand some stuff. Hopefully you'll understand that, but I'm not putting a lot of faith into it. I'll see you soon enough JT, soon enough. Now, if you don't mind. I've got better things to do, then talk to you idiots."
Jason puts his sunglasses back on, and slides out of the ring. As he walks up the ramp, fans of the side are giving him the middle finger.
End of RP
Some familiar music kicks in and instantly, the fans begin to boo the man...
Jason Murphy emerges from the black curtain, sporting a grey suit, with a pair of black sunglasses on.
"Why is he wearing sunglasses?"
"I honestly don't know."
Jason walks up the steel steps and climbs into the ring. He reaches out of the ropes to grab the microphone, then walks to the center of the ring.
"Now, as you all know. A few days ago I was attacked by some idiot that goes by the name of JT Riley."
The fans begin to shout "YOU GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT!"
"Shut up! You worthless idiots, now...he caught me off guard with a cheap shot. I couldn't have defended myself. Had security of done their jobs, I would have been fine, but what do you expect from a bunch of minimum wage losers? It was a uncalled attack. Sure, I started it, but he could have been the better man by leaving it as it was, but no. Instead he attacked and knocked me out. I had no choice! My arms were being held down by security. I do have to say however, I got some nice shots on him and...he got a good, cheap shot at me."
Jason sighs and takes his sunglasses off, revealing a nasty black eye. The fans just continue their chants, getting louder.
"Now, I'm calling you out JT! I demand you get in this ring!"
Jason faces the entrance way, waiting for JT. Moments pass by, and there is no sign of JT
"Alright, fine. Don't come out here you pussy...I knew you'd be too scared to come out and face me. You just better hope! You don't run into me backstage...alright? I know your skull is pretty damn thick, but you seem to understand some stuff. Hopefully you'll understand that, but I'm not putting a lot of faith into it. I'll see you soon enough JT, soon enough. Now, if you don't mind. I've got better things to do, then talk to you idiots."
Jason puts his sunglasses back on, and slides out of the ring. As he walks up the ramp, fans of the side are giving him the middle finger.
End of RP
