Undefeated...

[justin]

As GHW returns from a commercial Ray and JP begin to discuss the outcome of the recent PPV. The fans are chattering about the last match when suddenly, Rockstar by Poison plays over the PA and the lights slowly dim. Green and Purple lights begin to flash throughout the arena as the camera zooms onto the stage.

The Real Rockstar Justin Michael is seen holding is tag team title on his shoulder as he makes his way from behind the curtain. He is bandaged up on his ribs and chest and he has a cut on his head. Justin stands at the top of the stage near the ramp as a sewt of three fireworks shoot from the stage into the rafters. Justin stands between them with a c0cky smile and his arms extended.

As the pyro's die down and the real rockstar moves down the ramp trash talking fans. Justin slides into the ring as Lizzie hands him a microphone then hurries out to her seat by the ring bell.

Justin: Well I finally have taken home some gold here in GHW! I must say it is about damn time. Ever since i got to GHW I've been screwed around. You see back when I first got here i was promised a heavyweight title shot, but that never happened. Instead I got stuck this! the Tag Team Titles. Granted my partner is a great guy, it is just not what I expected!

Ray: Defeinetly. I don't care what Justin says about Gnarfflinger I don't like him. I mean he does not look half as good as the other superstars!

JP: It really don't matter Ray because the man is sadistic and he can Fighty fighty person. If not for him you know this jackass in the ring might not have even the tag team title tonight!

Justin: That is not how you treat a man of my stature! I mean I'm undefeated in GHW there is no superstar in this f**king arena that can beat me. Hell I'm practiclly undefeated in this entire business let alone here in GHW. I'm the best Fighty fighty person this industry has seen since... well i'm the best damn Fighty fighty person period.

After that statement Justin whipes his face and grins as he re-adjusts his title.

Justin: I know you fans know that I'm good because I saw all of you bowing to me as I came to the ring, and if someone as stupid as you can realize it then I mean everyone should pretty much know! Including all the punk superstars in the back. So before a c0cky punk that thinks he is better than he really is comes out here to interrupt the Real Rockstar, Mr. Perfect himself, let me just show you what it really means to be a champion.

Justin looks down at his title and shines it, and then points up to the titantron as a highlight clip of his championship matches show from various federation and companies.



TBC: Anyone looking to start a feud.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Suddenly, the titantron flickers and switches off...and Justin's jaw drops in surprise, and anger.

Voices can be heard from just backstage, arguing....

Highly-strung voice (Random Tech Guy): Hey, you can't do that! He'll come back here and beat me up!
Laid-back voice (Human Wreckingball): Heh, I can deal with Justin. Dont sweat over it man.
Highly strung voice: But....but.....the fans were watching it too! They'll walk out!
Laid-back voice: It'll be alright. I'm sure they'll enjoy this a whole lot more....this thing's on, isn't it.....?
Highly strung voice: Yeah.....

The Titantron flickers back to life, showing clips of the Human Wreckingball's best matches and promos, along with clips of Justin's last talkshow........

(Justin slowly becomes red....then white with rage, as the fans begin laughing hilariously)

After several minutes of this, pillars of red and blue smoke begin venting from the sides of the entrance ramp, followed by a series of jets of blue and red flame from either side of the entrance ramp......

When the smoke clears, the Human Wreckingball is standing at the top of the ramp, wearing a Newyork Giants jersey, and baggy blue jeans.
The crowd begin cheering, heavily "Wreckingball! Wreckingball!" as the Human Wreckingball stands at the top of the ramp. He salutes the fans and makes his way down the ramp, shaking hands and signing autographs and posing for photographs. Every so often, he stops and taunts Justin, who simply stands in the ring, shocked that anyone would dare....

Justin: I'm the REAL rockstar here.....you're supposed to bow down at my feet...and you will, Wreckingball....you will.....
Wreckingball: You're the real rockstar? Didn't your last album go down faster than Ray on a Saturday night?

Ray: Hey! I like to take things nice and slow....
Wreckingball: Sorry.
Ray: Just make sure it doesn't happen again.

Wreckingball: I'm sorry to have cut your video, Justin, I truly am. (Justin smirks a little)....But I just wanted to remind you that the fans weren't bowing to you, they just don't want to watch you.
Now I'm not the best Fighty fighty person in this company. I would be the first to admit that. But I'll tell you something, Justin....it's not for lack of trying. I don't cheat, I don't wait in the back to jump people. I don't do anything that you, or the Coven, or any other of your steroid-junkie friends do. I'm here to tell you, that every time you come out here to stroke and pump your own ego......I'm going to be here as well.

Justin:......

Wreckingball: Hey I've not finished yet. If this is the only thing you ever listen to....listen to this. I'm offering you a chance to get things right. To stop being a jerk in front of the fans- because every one of your little appearances humiliates them- and it's quite humiliating for yourself as well. Next time I come out, I'm not going to be as friendly.

*Wreckingball begins to walk back up the ramp*

Justin: You're threatening the undefeated REAL Rockstar?

Wreckingball replies, quietly: No Justin, I'm not. Its a promise.

JP: Harsh words from Wreckingball there....looks like he has it in for Justin.
Ray: I dont know....Justin has a better record....both in and out of ring hehe.
JP: Meh, maybe I just like Wreckingball because he tries so hard.
Ray: I would make a joke now but Lizzie would kill me.

TBC

OOC: Modified a spelling mistake...

[justin]

OCC: sorry for the delay




Justin grins as he raises the mic back to his lips.

Justin: That could have been the stupidest thing I ever heard in my entire life. Wreckingball you come out here telling me how I need to change or you will make me change. Do you realize this is what has gotten me this far. This is the reason I'm undefeated and this is the reason I hold this championship. Kid if you keep your attitude you will go as far as as getting your ass kicked each and every night for the rest of your carrer.

JP: Wrecking ball is not too pleased with Justin's response.

Justin notices Wreckingball's face change.

Justin: What you don't like the truth kid. Here let me give you a deal just because I'm in a good mood. If you can beat me in a one on one match, then I will give you a shot at mine and Gnarfflinger's tag team titles. But the catch is... if you do happen to win my partner will choose the type of match we will be doing this in.

Wreckingball begins to looked please and prepares to respond

Justin: Shut up! I'm not changing my ways I just feel like beating your ass this week.

Justin drops the mic and rolls out of the ring as Wreckingball stands at the top of the entrance ramp with no motion.

[Human Wreckingball/ Cosmos!]

Wreckingball stands up at the top of the entrance ramp.....staring down at Justin.

Wreckingball (quietly): I don't want your titles, Justin.

(For the first time, Justin is speechless. He recovers quickly though)

Wreckingball (quietly): You heard me quite clearly, Justin. I don't want your titles. When I want them, I'll come get them in my own time.

Justin: Well what the **** do you want then!?
Wreckingball: I want to force you to tap out....I want to watch as you realise what's happened. I want you to realise....that I am the Human Wreckingball! And you, Justin...are scheduled for demolition!

Crowd: "Wreckingball! Wreckingball!"
The other part of the crowd: "Boo! Kick his ass Justin!"

JP: He's lost it.
Ray: Did he ever have it in the first place?
JP: No, I think someone brainwashed him or something. Would explain why he's acting so strangely.
Ray: I know he's been down at the pub with ELD a lot. A guy who never takes his mask off creeps me out. I think a couple of spiked drinks and some sneaky hypnotism probably did this.
JP: Never! They're both just good friends! Wreckingball's just toughened up, that's all.
Ray: Something's happened to him....

(Wreckingball salutes the crowd and leaves)

[justin]

Justin looks around slightly confused and then continues up the entrance ramp. He turns his head where Human Wreckingball was previously standing then continues up the ramp.

Finally The Real Rockstar is at the top of the stage as he stands with is title on his shoulder.

Ray: What is with Justin. He don't look so sexy right now!

JP: Maybe wreckingball acutally got to him somewhat.

The camera follows Justin out behind the corner as Justin seems to be looking for Wreckingball. As Justin is walking towards the parking lot seeming to have no luck he shrugs his shoulders and pushes the camera man out of the way.

JP: Well maybe not!

The camera man falls to the floor and the camera screen goes black, but the voice of Justin can be heard as he asks the man if he is ok.

The crowd heres The Real Rockstar and goes into a sound of silence as they are all shocked of the outcome.

~END OF THREAD~

[chemodeus]

ooc: nice rp