Role Play Background: This Sunday it is the Extreme Measures Federation presenting Hell On Earth! The April Pay-Per-View and one of its top matches is the challenger Raptor, the man who recently defeated Angelus Archer for a shot at the championship that will be on the line. His opponent the Champion, The Badd Boy Tony Ikeda. A man who has held the Intercontinental Championship for a while biding his time for when he will choose to go after the world championship. Raptor will face The Badd Boy in a one on one match for the Intercontinental Championship, and by the time these two great competitors are done there may not be anyting left. Both men will truly feel like it has been, Hell On Earth!
*The Badd Boy and Ashlee are in their locker room talking as they prepare for their matches at Hell On Earth.*
The Badd Boy: So how do you feel about getting back in the ring with Widow as I call her now?
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh I can't wait. This is what I have been waiting for. How are you feeling about your match.
The Badd Boy: A little nervous, but nothing unusual.
Ashlee Ikeda: Well you know what they say if you don't get the butterflies then you ought to just leave.
The Badd Boy: Yep, but past that I feel great. I think this match is going to be a classic.
Ashlee Ikeda: Mine too. I can't wait to be a four time women's champion.
The Badd Boy: Hmmm, that's funny, I am a one time Intercontinental Champion, and it feels great too.
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh shut up.
The Badd Boy: Hehe, oh mostly I can't wait to get back home to be with you.
Ashlee Ikeda: You are with me now.
The Badd Boy: Home is much better, I mean this is great, but there is so much more we can do at home that just doesn't work out as well here.
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh really? Why not give it a shot?
The Badd Boy: You keep it up and it just might happen.
*Just then the camera man The Badd Boy asked for walks in.*
The Badd Boy: D@mn it, don't you people knock?
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh well hehe. I will let you be, I'm going to go work out for a little bit. See you soon babe.
*Ashlee gives The Badd Boy a kiss as she walks off.*
The Badd Boy: Well since you are here get it going.
*The camera man sets up his camera and turns it on. He signals The Badd Boy who in his jeans and Just Too Badd T-Shirt takes a breath and gets himself in the right mood then begins to speak.*
The Badd Boy: Raptor, so we meet again. For the first time we meet one on one. This looks like it will shape up to be a great battle. My question is why are you here Raptor? I thought you were a top notch World Title contendor? What's wrong, you couldn't cut it so you decided to grace our ranks with your presence in hopes that things would be a little easier for you? Well I hate to be the one to break the news to you, but this doesn't get any easier for you in this division. The main reason is because I am the champion here. I don't know how I would fare in the world division with someone like Punisher, but I think that i would do pretty good. Afterall my good buddy CRAE has whipped his butt on a couple of occassions. So, here I am the Intercontinental Champion, and there you are the challenger. You lose to Punisher so you go and win your title shot by defeating the Jobber of life, Angelus Job....errr...Archer. the problem for you is the fact that I just can't allow you to be the champion. I can't let you take this belt away from me, because I have worked too d@mn hard for it. This Intercontinental Championship that I hold is significant for everything I have going for me. You see I have a goal set aside for myself, one that involves a lot more work, and it is going to take a lot for me, but it is a goal that would be completely ruined if I allowed you to beat me in this match. So as you can see, it just isn't even a choice for me. It is a necessity, so don't let me leave the option open by saying if you beat me, no let me make it more definate, when I win this match I will be one step closer to my goal. A goal I have been striving for that has even made me pass on the chance to be the world champion again. When everything went down one month ago with Wasabi and I that allowed us to both earn a title shot, I looked at him and said you take yours, I will take mine at a later date and time. Kind of like holding a get out of jail free card, though it is a, I will take my title shot when I am d@mn good and ready card. I still have more time to put into this Intercontinental Championship, I still have things to do. I have been on quite a roll one that I can not let go. You see I am going to go into this match giving it everything I have got, because there is no "I Quit" in my vocabulary. It is simply a term I want to hear my opponents say. I know that you think I resemble Al Gore, that I am a bore, a snore, and watching golfers yell FOUR would be more exciting. Even if you did dub Mr. Archer the new title of most boring wrestler in our business, I have to be in your top three some way or another. Which is a good thing, because the way I feel is that if you are so confident that I am just a boring loser kind of guy, then you are not going to be giving me everything that you have in your heart. Rather you will feel that you don't need to, therefore you might want to go light on me. Well, let me clue you in on this, I will capitalize on that mistake if you make it. Because if you are only giving me a portion of what you can then I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I will make you crumble like a cheap cookie. What I do know is that it is the opponent that makes a person give everything of themselves. Though I could give a lot on my own, it is my competition that really makes me push my limits. Someone like the very dangerous RVT with his Rolling Chunder forces me to push the envelope far, but someone higher up like someone at the calibur you are makes me go above and beyond what I would normally do, and that is what I am looking forward to. I hope that you bring everything out of me, because I don't want to go home saying I didn't do my best, not nearly as well as I could have. No I want to go home feeling like a true champion, something I know that I am, and something I know that I can't ever let you be. Come Hell On Earth, that is exactly what it is going to feel like. You are going to feel like you got hit by a mack truck and hope that somebody got the license plate on that truck. Raptor you have taken me too lightly for too long, and for you it is going to suck to get the reality check that you are heading towards. You can d@mn bet the farm on the fact that I am going to be a lot tougher than you are thinking right now, and by the time you find that out in the ring it will be too late.
*The Badd Boy checks his watch then moves around for a moment. He picks his Intercontinental Championship up off of the table and places it around his shoulder, then he has a seat in the chair.*
The Badd Boy: I have been thinking about our past in this federation. You took charge of the EMF and forced me to put my faction on the line. The BWO verses the WWO. Next thing I know I have a couple of members not trying their hardest, and your group held strong. Eventually it became a two one one, and you along with Wasabi after such a brutal match was too much. I must think you for doing what you did. I once thought that I had to have a group behind me to stand tall, in doing what you did I came to a realization. After intense physical therapy I needed to heal from my accident I came back to the EMF for the most part standing alone. I'm not dumb enough to think that I will be the sole person who will do the absolute best in the federation and take down everyone in my path, but I do know that on my own I have to go all or nothing in a match. If I don't give one hundred and ten percent in a match then I might as well pack my bags and go home, because there is nothing left. That's what secretly pushes me to strive to do my best, that is knowing that I have to compete at that level or I will never be able to make it as the man I want to be. Now you are hopefully finding out some of those things. First I must commend you on stepping out of Wasabi's shadow and going out on your own. What I wonder is do you find a lo of the same things I have found? Back to you considering me boring, if you are on your own with noone to fall back on, no person in the shadows that your opponent has to worry about interfering, especially someone like Wasabi where if there was one of you the other wasn't far behind, yet you seem to not want to give me everything then you are going to hit bottom pretty hard. I have another reason you shouldn't be champion. Though you aren't as bad as you once were I still feel that you are too much of a jokester and someone of that nature doesn't deserve to be a champion. You have always made light of tough situations, usually ones that you have no clue what you are talking about. You see you hear a rumor of something you think you heard in my personal life and you run with it. However there aren't camera's that follow us twenty four seven, so it is impossible for you to know the truth. So most of the time you don't know what you are blabbing about. Would you like it if I were to go and just start spreading rumors of what people told me they think happened in your personal life so that you wouldn't be able to show your face again? No I bet that would suck wouldn't it Raptor? You can't tell me that your life is perfect, we all know better. Nobody's life is perfect. I guess that is why as of late you have been silent, because there just hasn't been that many rumors flying so you have nothing to base off of. I don't think you could live without being able to make fun of other people. What that makes me think is that you believe yourself to be inadequate. You have to put everyone else down, so that you can make yourself feel good and raise your own self esteem. Well that only now makes me laugh because I know that in your life obviously you feel you can't cut it somewhere. What is it you aren't good at Raptor? Do you feel that once I beat you for the belt you have to fall even further down the ladder for the championship? Is that what you have running through the thoughts in your head? Who really knows, but still, since you think the best thing you can do with your time is to crack jokes, I think you forget what business you are in. This is not a stand up comedian night club, no what you do here in the EMF is wrestle, since afterall the entire industry is based off of wrestling. So why don't you try putting some skill into the match before you worry about what you can make fun of. Then your downward spiral probably wouldn't be so bad. Or after the Pay-Per-View maybe it wouldn't be so "badd". Ha ha, so I guess I will be seeing you in the ring then won't I raptor? Then we will see between the two of us who really deserves to the be champion, and we will find out how much time it takes me to send Raptor home a loser, yet again.
*The Badd Boy smiles as he sets the belt back down. He walks out of the door. The Screen fades, but the camera man follows.*
*The Badd Boy is walking down the hallway with a camera man and sees CaRnAgE and Degenerate.*
Degenerate: Sh!t !
*Degenerate looks surprised and hides behind CaRnAgE. Out of view The Badd Boy walks up to them.*
The Badd Boy: Hey big man, where did D go?
CaRnAgE: I don't know what you are talking about.
The Badd Boy: I just saw him.
CaRnAgE: No you didn't.
The Badd Boy: You sure?
CaRnAgE: Yeah, you need your eyes checked.
The Badd Boy: I could have sworn it was him. So, have you seen DGNR8 around anywhere?
CaRnAgE: I think so, as a matter of fact yes.
The Badd Boy: Where is he?
CaRnAgE: Uh...he wanted me to tell you *Degenerate quietly whispers so only CaRnAgE can hear.*, that he will meet you in a few minutes right here.
The Badd Boy: That's good. I have some footage I wanted to roll anyway so we can do that while waiting. Production truck go ahead.
CaRnAgE: Cool, go ahead.
*The footage plays showing The Badd Boy in what seems to be a high tech classroom of sorts. A caledar in the class reads "Southwestern Illinois College", and the room actually looks like one of the new smart room classrooms with built in screens that have multi options to max out educational use. The Badd Boy is looking into the camera inside the classroom and begins to speak.*
The Badd Boy: So Raptor the question is, is this live or is it Memorex? The answer, neither, obviously it isn't live I told you it was taped, and a different brand other than Memorex was on sale so here we go. The reason I am here is to borrow the classroom's features. Mostly this smartboard here that is already loaded and has a power point presentation ready to go. Why you ask? Well, very good question. The reason is that since you like to offer suggestions to others on what careers they could have gone with, I was able to come up with some ideas on my own. Let me show you the first of which.
*The Badd Boy taps on the screen to make it switch to the first slide.*
The Badd Boy: That's right, you could be a clown wrestler. Since you already have the skills of a wrestler...somewhat. You could take a large mallot, add a little make-up and your profession is ready to go. Now you don't even need to tell jokes to make the people laugh. You will have people jumping out of their seats to watch you hit someone with your new finisher the whoopie cushion, and you can chuck custard creme pies at the unexpecting announcers. Consider this if you feel that you are not going anywhere.
*The Badd Boy taps the screen again to make it change to the next picture.*
The Badd Boy: Well here you are again. This is what you would have to look like for our next choice. A television cartoon superstar. This man here is already employed as Krusty the Clown on the popular hit show, The Simpsons, but something tells me that if you can ever patch things up with Wasabi that the two of you could be a hit on this show if it were ever looking for new cast members. Given the real cast doesn't dress up as the characters, you could start a whole new trend and it would be a way for you to still tell your jokes on television, except now, people might care.
*The Badd Boy taps the screen once more for the third slide in the presentation.*
The Badd Boy: Still like television? Why don't you go buy a snazzy suit like this, redo your hair a little bit and you could be the perfect host for a saturday morning kids game show. You could do crazy stunts, tell jokes, look stupid, and the best of all at the end of every show you could line up six buckets and have kid contestents throw ping pong balls in the buckets. You put a one hundred dollar bill in bucket six, and if they hit all six in succession, they win one hundred bucks. You could be the most popular man on television, wouldn't that be great?
*Once more The Badd Boy hits the screen to get to the following slide.*
The Badd Boy: Ok, so let's say that the whole clown joke gimmick just doesn't go over very well. You already have the name so why don't you consider being a real raptor? You would have been great in all three Jurassic Park movies. They needed stunt doubles, and get this, much like you, as time went on the sequels kept getting worst. This is the perfect fit for you. All you need is an expensive hollywood rubber suit and you are a shoe in for the part. Maybe you could be apart of the next Jurassic park project as they have many of them on their website. Consider it Raptor, I think it could be you. Now to our final slide.
*The Badd Boy hits the screen to bring up the final slide.*
The Badd Boy: Now this may not be a career for you, this is for if your other four jobs don't work out for you. It is a small ladder that is very significant for your life. Consider it the ladder of success and it is small because with the amount of times you climb the ladder of success this will cushion the blow for each and everytime you fall down it. Ouch, that used to hurt, but not anymore, you can keep on doing it over and over and over again without injury. Most people consider this the booby prize, but for you I think it is a top notch idea. This concludes our ideas, Raptor, have a Badd Day if you would.
*The Tape ends and while CaRnAgE and Badd Boy were watching it on a nearby monitor Degenerate ran off to a back room. Suddenly DGNR8 comes walking down the hallway with a microphone in hand, but wearing a chicken suit......*
CaRnAgE: HAHAHA! That is one of the best things I have seen in a long time. Man that was great. Well I have to catch ya later, I have some work to do, but I will be sitting front row watching you, Degenerate, and Ashlee as you all win some gold.
The Badd Boy: The Badd Boy: Ok, later big man. Yo DGNR8, just the man I was looking for. Did you catch that on tape?
DGNR8: Umm....yeah...good stuff. So you wanted me right?
The Badd Boy: Yeah you know why right? Since you are quite the professional interviewer.
DGNR8: Yeah, I bet it is the comments Raptor had for you right?
The Badd Boy: Precisely.
DGNR8: Well, you have the mic right here and the camera rolling so feel free to speak about what he had to say.
The Badd Boy: Raptor, you want to know what makes me so badd? It's the fact that I can remain a top contendor and I don't need to always be trying for the world championship to be a top level superstar. You think everything I have done is a joke and that I have only been beating rookies since my return? Was your former partner a rookie? Wes has improved, Kiel Hardy is a monster of a man. Rob Steelhart, no easy foe there. What about Jarred Carthallion? I whipped his @$$, but even though I can't stand the guy I do know he is a top level competitor, but you want to see those guys are rookies? Why are you accomplishing some great feat by getting your butt kicked by Punisher, or whipping up on Angelus? I don't claim to be a legend, that is someone else around here, but I do know that I am good, and un-like you I am not a gold hungry punk. I am working out long term deals, I'm not just going to repeatedly attack the world championship. My time will come for it. I can wait and be patient, don't forget I can take my shot whenever I d@mn well please. That's what makes me so badd Raptor. I am sorry that it makes you jealous that I can do that while maintaining a relationship with my beautiful wife, and I don't need to always be in the main event. I can go there whenever I so choose. Maybe you should remember that.
DGNR8: YEAH! AND AS FAR AS ME BEING A CLONE! WELL, WELL.......
The Badd Boy: *Cutting him off*, whoa nelly. You are going to blow a fuse there number five. Who's the superstar here? Right, now calm down. Anyways, Raptor, you talk about me getting rolled and sulking over losses? I didn't sulk, I was training during my time off. You know d@mn good and well had there been no accident I would have been right back in the main events of those pay-per-views. I didn't want to sit at home. It is my blood that has stained this mat so many times, it has been my sweat that has poured off of me all over because of the hard work I have put into this business. My tears, the termed used for the pain, and the agonizing scrutiny I have felt in that ring. All three of which keep me going. I know where I am in this business, and I know where I have been fighting. I have slowly been building myself up, just like I did the first time. I am playing the game the smart way. Maybe it is something you should consider. You talk about how I dropped to Wasabi, well let me inform you that I whipped is monkey @$$ for what I have now. As far as our tag match goes, we would have probably done just fine had you put an ounce of effort into it. But i guess you would be above something like that. The reason I talked about your main eventing and your short title reign, is because you lost it so fast after you grew so freakin' over confident. I had to bring that to your attention, that you grow too greedy it can all be taken from you in an instant.
DGNR8: THAT'S RIGHT! AND ABOUT MY FRIENDS....ERRR....I MEAN LEAVE 3CPO AND R2......
The Badd Boy: *Cutting him off again.* Dude...no. Just let it go. Your *cough* friends *cough* will be alright. Anyways, Raptor, you want to come for my gold? Well it is on the line, and I hope you come for it. Do whatever you can to get it, but what you will realize is only I can decide if I will lose or not, and as long as I can consciously throw my shoulder in the air you will never beat me. So here is the deal, I have my gold and I want to keep it. The question is, can your rampage stop the world's new Baddest Man on the Planet? Of course not, and would you like to know why?
*The Badd Boy takes a breath.*
The Badd Boy: Because I'm JUST TOO BADD!
*The Badd Boy smiles again and gives his trademark salute, as the screen fades to black.*
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