Role Play Background: It has been a long time. The Badd Boy, defeated after a nine month streak, longest in EMF History, by the wWo. The BWO, the very thing The Badd Boy stood for, the very thing The Badd Boy kept alive, his first ever faction was supposed to cease, but contractually it turns out they did not need to die out. There were clauses stating that they could stay alive. Badd Boy hung in there for one more match, but after that triple threat match where he was sure to clean the clock of the man who was then coming on to his wife, there was a horrific car accident. The Badd Boy, CaRnAgE his life long friend, and Degenerate his partner since Total Attitude Wrestling all taken out of the game. CaRnAgE and Degenerate still out due to injuries, and The Badd Boy not projected to be back for a long while yet. However the stubbornly determined Badd Boy kept striving through therapy and healed up much sooner than expected to the awe and amazement of the doctors. Rumors flew that The Badd Boy would be making his return, but noone believed it. President Mike despising him denied all alogations. The nWo poisen attempting to infect the EMF and doing fairly well thought they would be on top of their game, but at a Cold Day in Hell one by one they went down. In the main event Jarred Carthallion a recent edition versus Raptor the wWo member and World Champion gets an assist from his former nemesis as The Badd Boy seemingly completely out of nowhere clocks Jarred. Jarred got to his feet only to be met with The Full Nelson Suplex. The Badd Boy proved the rumors to be fact and is now back in the Extreme Measures Federation. This coming Shockwave, The Badd Boy makes his return match against the Jobbers of the federation in an attempt to start working his way back up the ladder right from the bottom. Are Jake Jeckyl, Homeboy, and Road Van Toad quite ready for this Badd man returning? We will find out.
*The Badd Boy is at Casa Gallardo with Ashlee sharing a dinner with her. He is wearing his Khaki pants and a nice silver shirt. The food is already on the table.*
The Badd Boy: Well tomorrow I start my first match back.
Ashlee Ikeda: Yeah good luck. Sure would be nice to be back.
The Badd Boy: You should take that as a compliment.
Ashlee Ikeda: Why is that?
The Badd Boy: Because President Mike is too scared to have you back. He remembers how dominant you were, and would hate for you to demolish Mercedes.
Ashlee Ikeda: Ick, did you have to mention that name?
The Badd Boy: Who Mercedes? Dirty girl?
Ashlee Ikeda: Corporate @$$ kisser more like it.
The Badd Boy: Yeah, well when someone told her to get a head in the business she got confused and thought they said to give it. About like her sister.
Ashlee Ikeda: What do you have against Katrina?
The Badd Boy: Oh I don't know, maybe if she would drop part of her name. Any woman who keeps prior husband's names in her name makes me think that she still wants to run away on a weekend and f*ck them.
Ashlee Ikeda: TONY!
The Badd Boy: Well, it is how I feel.
Ashlee Ikeda: Sometimes I don't know about you.
The Badd Boy: Oh shush and eat your food. You'll be back some day.
Ashlee Ikeda: What makes you so sure?
The Badd Boy: The longer you stay out the more of a coward President Mike shows he is. Once he gets off his power trip. I ought to ship his @$$ back across the ocean.
Ashlee Ikeda: Well there is nothing you can really do he does own the place.
The Badd Boy: Just wait, he'll learn that we know he is just tucking his tail between his legs.
Ashlee Ikeda: Yeah, well, I am full.
The Badd Boy: So am I, the dinner was pretty good.
Ashlee Ikeda: Sure was. You get the pleasure of leaving the tip.
The Badd Boy: Oh you are too kind, should I pick up the bill too?
Ashlee Ikeda: Since you insist.
The Badd Boy: Oye ve.
Ashlee Ikeda: Se la vi.
*The Badd Boy smiles and leaves the money on the counter. The two get up and leave the resteraunt........The Badd Boy drops Ashlee off at the hotel room for the time being and then heads to the arena.*
*The Badd Boy Tony Ikeda is walking in the back as he is approached by Degenerate and a camera man. Degenerate is holding a microphone and still wearing his neck brace.*
DGNR8: Mr. Badd Boy if I could have a word with you for just a moment.
The Badd Boy: What in the hell D?
DGNR8: D? You refering to me as Degenerate?
The Badd Boy: Yeah that is you.
DGNR8: Wrong you are. You speak with the great Degenerate the greatest wrestling superstar of all time? What a lucky guy you are. I am "D" - "G" - "N" - "R"- "8". I will be interviewing you.
The Badd Boy: I see, I am on to your game.
DGNR8: What game are you talking about? Are you deferring from the question?
The Badd Boy: What question?
DGNR8: Hey! I will be the one asking those around here. What question you ask? Why the one I have yet to ask you.
The Badd Boy: Then how could I be avoiding it?
DGNR8: You keep up this attitude and we will not finish this. Now let us get on with this interview.
The Badd Boy: Ok.
DGNR8: You will be facing three men, and I want to know what you think of each one. First off is Jake Jeckyl. How do you feel you will fair against him?
The Badd Boy: Clown psycho boy? The Angelus Archer wannabe, but isn't quite good enough to be a "cereal" killer? I like my chances. I have faced him once or twice before, and I believe one was even for the world championship that I once held. I don't recall exactly it has been a while, it could have also been my Extreme or Attitude Internet. None the less I did defeat him. He was tough, kind of. Though he still seems to be searching for who he is, and I just don't think that you can do good in this business without knowing who you are. You have to be sure of your personality, and be ready to get in the ring. That is where I feel that I have the advantage, because all the time while being in the Extreme Measures Federation, I believe he has been a wannabe clown, a mist spewing freak, and most lately the psycho gonna snap gimmick thing he has going on. I have always just been me and I think that is where I stand my best chance. He has no idea and could not possibly be prepared for this return. Though he started his career off with a few wins, since then he has became quite the jobber. Match by match he has just been falling down the tubes, and doing what I did not think was possible with him, he has actually been getting worst which is kind of scary, because when you are that bad, and yet you still go down the tubes further, it is like finding a place deeper down than hell. Probably like Angles' old Echo side or some crap.
DGNR8: When you said jobber, did you mean on the lines of Wes I....
The Badd Boy: Please don't say the last name, let us not disgrace it any further.
DGNR8: Agreed. So you would say that you fair well against Jeckyl, any further comments maybe about Homeboy??
The Badd Boy: Sure, you see, when you have been out of the ring for so long there lies this burning desire to want to get back in the ring and hurt someone. Homeboy, Homey G, Home Dawg, whatever he is, I am not sure. He is a developing EMF talent that I have seen on television time and time again, but when I see him, all I see is The Big Boss Man aka The Big Jobber Man. Homeboy, has been on his back more times than Mercedes in the locker room. Homeboy, let me teach you a little lesson in the ring. I may have been out for a while, but trust me, I'm not rusty, and running around saying "I will win, I will win, I will in" is not a way to get a victory. So me and you in the ring, hey I look forward to it. I like to fight people I have never fought before, I think it provides the challenge of learning the psychology of that wrester on the spot in that ring. Homeboy, I am a bit more experienced than you and I think that gives the clear advantage, because you are pretty close to just being a rookie therefore I have been around the block a few times and I know what it will take to win the match. It's Just Too Badd that you are one of the first people to have to suffer a loss to me in my big return match. What you fail to realize is that this has been coming for a while it was just a matter of how long it would take to get through my rehab and now I am back and better than ever. Expect nothing less than all I can give even to a jobber like yourself.
DGNR8: Around the block a few times? Like Katrina-Carthallion-Lockachina-morolona-bradygae-enlonga-tedname-Ikeda?
The Badd Boy: Something like that.
DGNR8: There is one other opponent, the incredible Road Van Toad. RVT, a local high flyer, and his secret weapon the fly catcher.
The Badd Boy: Well obviously, with it being Road Van Toad such a well noted name you expect him to be on top of his games. I think he will be standing a great chance as long as the infamous Queena or whatever her name was doesn't come looking for Frog Legs which is a great possibility. Since the day Raptor decided he was not a dinosaur we have not had an animal, and this guy, he is a real amphibean. It is just sucha rarity, it is hard to prepare for. It scares me that I may step on him and squash him, or I heard there is a high possibility that flaming tumbleweeds may come flying out of nowhere and hit the long tongued man. Now in preparing for the legendary RVT you really have to psyche yourself up mentally, and I look forward to this opponent too. He actually worries me more than my other two opponents, but I will not back down from a fight so you know what can I do? Not much really, I just have to put myself to the wall and give it my all. In the end I have to hope for the best. With the Toad in there, I really think that may tip the pot in his favor, but hey I like being the underdog and I think in the end his high flying fly catching tactics will just be no match. So basically, RVT if you are out there, beware, because when I am through with you I may use your carcaus for more beatings! You are a Force of Toad, but I am a Force of One, and you will fall to me, and I will be the victor of this match you can bet your Frog Legs on that.
DGNR8: Very interesting. You realize with your return that people may be looking to extract revenge.
The Badd Boy: I know very well that I have a target sign on my back. I am sure Jarred is drooling over it holding his spray can hoping to give me three of his magic letters, but all I can do is give him a magic bird. We all know what that would be. The nWo, they despise me, cool, I could not care less what they think of me. It is time that they finally ended, because I am for one sick of them being around. Full of back stabbers and sell outs all using and abusing each other just to further themselves. They forgot what this business is about. The wWo, sure I helped them out a bit, namely Raptor, but do I expect them to fully back me? No I couldn't do that. So yes Iam a marked man in this federation, but I am prepared for that.
DGNR8: Any further words before I allow you to continue on about your business? Possibly concerning your match.
The Badd Boy: Sure all kidding aside, I am facing The EMF perverbial Job Squad, because upon coming back I do have to work my way up the ladder. I don't expect to be pushed further than the Television title range immediately, but that is not my decision, however I will not make it anywhere If I do not pull of a victory. If I were to lose I would be stuck in the same category as Wes. That is a scary thought, because I want to work up to where I was before the accident. Any of my opponents from the past whether they have been with me or against me had no choice but to admit taht I will not give up. There will be no throwing in the towel for me, because that is not what I am about. I intend on not stopping even if all three were to all decide to ban together and try to whip me. I have battled and beaten higher up in the food chain competitors, but if there is one thing I have learned it is to never sell anyone other than Wes short. Every superstar has the ability to come out of nowhere with a victory. Come Shockwave on my debut I will be pushing my body harder than ever before, and putting together everything I have ever learned to good use. There will be no lying down and just taking it, I will be battling and fighting, being sure to be dishing out every bit of pain I can. I can give out just as much as I can take, so try as the jobbers might, I won't be quitting anytime soon, and I will be the winner. It is just Too Badd that they won't be prepared. Now if you will excuse me I have some training to work on to be sure that once I enter the ring, there will be no turning back for them, and there will be less of a possibility of me getting hurt. Also a higher chance of me being able to deliver everything I have promised.
DGNR8: Well thank you very much for your time Mr. Badd Boy. Hey look over there!
*The Badd Boy looks down the hallway. Then turns back around. DGNR8 had thrown down the microphone.*
Degenerate: Hey Badd man, did you just see that crazy interviewer running down the hallway? What a nut case.
The Badd Boy: What are you talking about?
Degenerate: I don't know, but he was a handsome fella.
The Badd Boy: Whatever.
*The Badd Boy gives Degenerate a pat on the back of the neck and walks off.*
Degenerate: Ouch.....
*Screen fades.*
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