Post by Psychotic Circus on May 7, 2011 2:16:28 GMT -5
The scene begins backstage with an unknown women sitting on top of a production crate. The blonde girl looks around giggling at all the superstars of GHW passing by her while she leaves the impression of a horny Catholic school girl on them. Her smile widens even farther at the sight shining off her eyes, an injured Brian Wyziner was being helped down the halls by two refs and the athletic commissioner, she knew that tonight was going to be a good night.
Brian: "That fucking asshole almost broke my goddamn leg!"
Ok, tonight was going to be the best night of her life. Her patience is soon rewarded as GHW's King panty raider jumps up from out of nowhere onto the production box, in his hands were two frosty Avintus wheat beers and he was ready to party.
"Hey, Brian! Good match tonight! You almost had me there for a second, maybe next time you'll be the one picking chicks out of the crowd!"
*Off in the distance* :"Fuck off ya stupid hick!"
"Wow, that guy's a sore loser. Anyways..."
Jerry Nate, who was still in his ring attire, hands off one of the beers to his backstage guest, she takes it with both hands with an almost fear induced laugh. The girl sipped the victory brew she was sharing with a man who had security escort her to the back because "One of the Fighty fighty persons wants to thank you for being such a great fan." Jerry was looking off into space while he chugged his imported beer of choice when he realizes something was amiss.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name sweety...."
"....Jill"
The blonde cutey giggles after finally being able to speak to a real pro wrassler'. Jill shimmies around with the beer in her crotch trying to get Jerry's attention and maybe some post-victory pampering. Mr. Satisfying was eying something else, down the hall was another attractive blonde he thought he knew but couldn't quite put his finger on it. The blonde down the hall turns away with a face of disgust and gives Jerry a hint.
"....Ah, Haven. I thought I knew the back of that head."
"Hey, why are you looking at that trash? Am I not good enough?"
"Ah, baby. Come on now. If you want to climb the ranks of my Ho-Hierarchy then you gots to learn to share, Jane."
"Jill!"
"Yeah, Jill. That's what I said."
The couple lay across the production box as the evening whines up and the main event was just getting started. Jerry could of had dinner and dessert right now, but he always made it his personal mission to sweet talk the ring rats into paying for everything. It's the principle of the thing, they want to spend time and have an amazing story to tell their grandchildren and all the men that would come after about how they weren't as good as Jerry, then the bitches had to pay.
"So as I was pounding this dudes skull in, his wife comes out of nowhere and exposes her breasts, needless to say I took this as a peace offering and-"
SLAM!
Jerry and Jill quickly spring up onto their hands with glassed over eyes, standing by their legs was a bleeding mad man, Spike Steel, a man who supposedly had bigger and harder balls then Jerry. Mr. Satisfying knew this day would come, just not so soon.
Spike"Might I inquire? Are you Jerry Nate? The man who supposedly has the most satisfying nutz in the biz?"
The Nebraskan Playboy jumps down from the production box and stands fully erect (hehehe) at the sight of a deranged Spike. Jill follows him and tries clenching onto his arm, Jerry turns her away, slightly slaps her on the right butt cheek and sends her off.
“Run along Jade. It’s time for Man-Talk!"
She puts up a fight but give up, she knows her place and heads for the kitchen. Jerry, not to happy about his groove getting interrupted, tilts his Jerry Nate cap down while locking blood shot eyes with Spike.
"What can I do fer ya, stranger?"
"I heard about your impressive win tonight, I also heard rumors about you going around saying you had the best nuttz around here...I don't take kindly to gimmick infringement."
"Old Man, if I were you I'd pack my little wrinklys and vamoose out of town, this is Nate country."
(Shit's about to get classy.)
"Rookie! Apparently you haven't heard the news. Spike Steel has the hardest balls in the business. They're so strong an elephant could walk on them while I relaxed with some tea."
"Apparently you haven't heard about me! Deez nuttz are aerodynamic, they can travel at mock three and smack the broadside of a chin twenty miles away!"
"My balls used to be made of titanium! That is, until your mom's pussy started complaining and I had to down grade to steel!"
Jerry is taken back by this comment, his eyes glow a piercing shade of blue at Spike. Steel decided he wanted to bring out the big guns, Jerry Nate was going to give him a fire fight he'd never forget. It just so happens Jerry had his pants rigged for just such an occasion.
"Motherfucker! You're talking to the wrong Milf hunter!"
Mr. Satisfying turns for a second to fiddle with his belt buckle, a moment later his pants drop to his knees. Spike Steel's eyes and face react as if he was in an Indiana Jones movie, a blinding white light emits from Jerry's pants as Mr. Satisfying sings a sermon...about Deez Nuttz.
"Not only do I possess a fist that can peirce the GHW universe itself! Behold,I was granted the balls of the covenant! No piece of tail can resist their immaculate glory! I am God's gift to pussy! No mortal shall speak ill of my gift! LOOK AT THEM SPIKE! LOOK AT THEM AND KNOW MEDIOCRITY!""
Jill had just returned to the kitchen to see if man talk was over with, she faints to the floor and drops a freshly made sandwich. Spike Steel was defeated, he shambles off down the hall while trying to covers his eyes from the truth.
"YOU WIN THIS ROUND, NATE! I'LL BE BACK, AND SOONER THAN YOU THINK!"
"DEEZ NUTTS BE BUSTED IN A FACE, AMEN!"
With a quick *zip* Jerry's pants were back up, sparring some heavy shame for any onlooking men. He walks over to the fainted ring rat and frowns at a perfectly good sandwich led to waste. Jill was finally coming to so Jerry bent down and scooped her up into his arms.
"Are you ok, Kendra?"
EOT
P.S: If you haven't figured it out yet, this character is based off of Tucker Max, the world's greatest playa.
Brian: "That fucking asshole almost broke my goddamn leg!"
Ok, tonight was going to be the best night of her life. Her patience is soon rewarded as GHW's King panty raider jumps up from out of nowhere onto the production box, in his hands were two frosty Avintus wheat beers and he was ready to party.
"Hey, Brian! Good match tonight! You almost had me there for a second, maybe next time you'll be the one picking chicks out of the crowd!"
*Off in the distance* :"Fuck off ya stupid hick!"
"Wow, that guy's a sore loser. Anyways..."
Jerry Nate, who was still in his ring attire, hands off one of the beers to his backstage guest, she takes it with both hands with an almost fear induced laugh. The girl sipped the victory brew she was sharing with a man who had security escort her to the back because "One of the Fighty fighty persons wants to thank you for being such a great fan." Jerry was looking off into space while he chugged his imported beer of choice when he realizes something was amiss.
"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name sweety...."
"....Jill"
The blonde cutey giggles after finally being able to speak to a real pro wrassler'. Jill shimmies around with the beer in her crotch trying to get Jerry's attention and maybe some post-victory pampering. Mr. Satisfying was eying something else, down the hall was another attractive blonde he thought he knew but couldn't quite put his finger on it. The blonde down the hall turns away with a face of disgust and gives Jerry a hint.
"....Ah, Haven. I thought I knew the back of that head."
"Hey, why are you looking at that trash? Am I not good enough?"
"Ah, baby. Come on now. If you want to climb the ranks of my Ho-Hierarchy then you gots to learn to share, Jane."
"Jill!"
"Yeah, Jill. That's what I said."
The couple lay across the production box as the evening whines up and the main event was just getting started. Jerry could of had dinner and dessert right now, but he always made it his personal mission to sweet talk the ring rats into paying for everything. It's the principle of the thing, they want to spend time and have an amazing story to tell their grandchildren and all the men that would come after about how they weren't as good as Jerry, then the bitches had to pay.
"So as I was pounding this dudes skull in, his wife comes out of nowhere and exposes her breasts, needless to say I took this as a peace offering and-"
SLAM!
Jerry and Jill quickly spring up onto their hands with glassed over eyes, standing by their legs was a bleeding mad man, Spike Steel, a man who supposedly had bigger and harder balls then Jerry. Mr. Satisfying knew this day would come, just not so soon.
Spike"Might I inquire? Are you Jerry Nate? The man who supposedly has the most satisfying nutz in the biz?"
The Nebraskan Playboy jumps down from the production box and stands fully erect (hehehe) at the sight of a deranged Spike. Jill follows him and tries clenching onto his arm, Jerry turns her away, slightly slaps her on the right butt cheek and sends her off.
“Run along Jade. It’s time for Man-Talk!"
She puts up a fight but give up, she knows her place and heads for the kitchen. Jerry, not to happy about his groove getting interrupted, tilts his Jerry Nate cap down while locking blood shot eyes with Spike.
"What can I do fer ya, stranger?"
"I heard about your impressive win tonight, I also heard rumors about you going around saying you had the best nuttz around here...I don't take kindly to gimmick infringement."
"Old Man, if I were you I'd pack my little wrinklys and vamoose out of town, this is Nate country."
(Shit's about to get classy.)
"Rookie! Apparently you haven't heard the news. Spike Steel has the hardest balls in the business. They're so strong an elephant could walk on them while I relaxed with some tea."
"Apparently you haven't heard about me! Deez nuttz are aerodynamic, they can travel at mock three and smack the broadside of a chin twenty miles away!"
"My balls used to be made of titanium! That is, until your mom's pussy started complaining and I had to down grade to steel!"
Jerry is taken back by this comment, his eyes glow a piercing shade of blue at Spike. Steel decided he wanted to bring out the big guns, Jerry Nate was going to give him a fire fight he'd never forget. It just so happens Jerry had his pants rigged for just such an occasion.
"Motherfucker! You're talking to the wrong Milf hunter!"
Mr. Satisfying turns for a second to fiddle with his belt buckle, a moment later his pants drop to his knees. Spike Steel's eyes and face react as if he was in an Indiana Jones movie, a blinding white light emits from Jerry's pants as Mr. Satisfying sings a sermon...about Deez Nuttz.
"Not only do I possess a fist that can peirce the GHW universe itself! Behold,I was granted the balls of the covenant! No piece of tail can resist their immaculate glory! I am God's gift to pussy! No mortal shall speak ill of my gift! LOOK AT THEM SPIKE! LOOK AT THEM AND KNOW MEDIOCRITY!""
Jill had just returned to the kitchen to see if man talk was over with, she faints to the floor and drops a freshly made sandwich. Spike Steel was defeated, he shambles off down the hall while trying to covers his eyes from the truth.
"YOU WIN THIS ROUND, NATE! I'LL BE BACK, AND SOONER THAN YOU THINK!"
"DEEZ NUTTS BE BUSTED IN A FACE, AMEN!"
With a quick *zip* Jerry's pants were back up, sparring some heavy shame for any onlooking men. He walks over to the fainted ring rat and frowns at a perfectly good sandwich led to waste. Jill was finally coming to so Jerry bent down and scooped her up into his arms.
"Are you ok, Kendra?"
EOT
P.S: If you haven't figured it out yet, this character is based off of Tucker Max, the world's greatest playa.
