Foreword:

As you may or may not know, the OWO is currently engulfed in war, and it is the job of two men to decide which way the war will go. These two men primarily, are The Reel Deel Prototype, and The Slasher. But this Thursday, there is a special match that has been postponed for quite some time now. John Cena takes on Prototype one on one for the Intercontinental title, It has been a while since John Cena has held a title. Lets just hope he still has what it takes to win it. Dont miss this exciting match.

Roleplay:

John Cena has finished his talk with Brian Parker, and/or slasher. And now after posting the notice on Diablos's locker door, he is strolling about the hallway in the arena in Las Vegas Nevada. He walks past his locker room, and walks out the back door. He walks out into the warm parking lot, where the warm air heats him even though it is night time. Cena opens the trunk of a near-by Cadillac Escalade, and he throws a bag inside it. Cena slams the trunk shut, and walks around to the driver's side door. He climbs in and starts the car. Cena peels off in the parking lot, and exits onto the freeway. Cena tears up the road, speeding at 90 miles per hour. He changes lanes as he passes people left and right. His cell phone rings, and his ring tone is "Basic Thuganomics." He flips the phone open.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Yo....

::The voice::On the phone: Hey man, where are you, youre late...

::The untouchable::John Cena: Yeah I know man, I'm running late. I had to talk to someone about something.

::The voice::On the phone: Who? About what?

::The untouchable::John Cena: Brian Parker, and about Prototype.

::The voice::On the phone: Prototype? You mean that weak ass dude who tryed rhymin about you, and stealin those other people's songs.

::The untouchable::John Cena: That would be him.

::The voice::On the phone: Oh yeah man...hes goin back to bein a heel now. I dont think very many people like him around here.

::The untouchable::John Cena: True man, well we were heels back in the Untouchables, and hes changed alot since then. He changed his whole personality, and his looks and everything. And now hes stealin MY catchphrases. He might as well just take the pumps right off my feet, and the throwback off my back and start calling himself John Cena. But anyways, I'm too good for him.

::The voice::On the phone: Yeah I hear ya man. But anyways, are you almost here man? We are waitin on you!

::The untouchable::John Cena: Yeah man, I'm pullin up right now, chill.

::The voice::On the phone: Aiight then see ya when you get in man...peace.

Cena flips the phone shut, and parks his SUV on the road in front of some tall building. He cuts the engine, and hops out. He walks to the back, and takes out that gym bag from the trunk. Cena hops up on the sidewalk, and swings open the front door of the building. Cena runs up two flights of stairs, two stairs at a time, and he comes to a door that says R&R recording. He pushes it open, and he is greeted by a tall black male, wearing baggy jeans, and a sean john shirt with a white du rag tied in the back. Cena walks in right into him, and gives him a hand shake.

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Hey John man, long time no see.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Yo I told you I'd visit when the OWO was near-by. And, since they have been on an out of country tour since I been here, and we just now comin back to the U.S.A, I figured this would be the perfect oppertunity to visit you guys.

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Yeah man...hows shit goin for ya these days?

::The untouchable::John Cena: Oh they goin just great. You been watchin OWO lately?

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Naa I aint been watchin, whats goin on?

::The untouchable::John Cena: Well, there is a huge war between the Syndicate and the Outlaws, and then my match with Prototype on Thursday will be a big determining match to decide who will win at the pay per view. You see, at the Pay per View, there is a 6 on 6 match between the Outlaws and the Syndicate. And both me and Prototype are in it. But personally, I plan on beating prototype on Anarchy, and then going into the Pay Per View, and helping my team get the victory over Prototype and the rest of them fools.

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Sounds good man, but theres something I want you too see. The reason why I havent been catchin the show is because I got this young dude in here, hes hot shit man. you gotta hear him rap. Hes got sick skills on the mic. Better than you even.

::The untouchable::John Cena: BETTER THAN JOHN CENA?!?!?!! We'll see about that one bro. Tell dis clown to spit his shit.

The man hits a button on the switchboard.

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Yo hazard spit some shit for this man right here. You know him right? John Cena? Yeah spit somethin.

A beat starts kickin in the background, and HaZarD slides his headset on.

::Tha real Emcee::HaZarD: Yo Yo Yo Uh Uh Uh.... I spit a firery verse/ leave you to die in a hearse/ attack of the curse/ can you think of whats worse?/ I got one/ Spit a hot one/ John Cena, you close to two, but not one/ See its me/ O-N-E/ attack of the free/ You cant pass on this G/ Cuz its H-A-Z-ARD/ Leave you down right crispy, broken and battle scarred/ Knock you out the park like Alomar/ Appears soft but battles hard/ You cant battle with the rap abdul Jabbar/ But off the fake shit for a minute/ relax and I'll spit it/ Real swiftly I hit it/ Tempt me to get it/ But you dont see me like John Cena/ 9 millimeter/ glock heater/ in my 2 seater/ But Prototype STANKIN up the airwaves, you dont wanna hear it, me neither.....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Oh hah...man you see what I'm sayin, man this kid is gooooood.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Yeah ill admit, hes good, but better than John Cena...I beg to differ.

::Tha real Emcee::HaZarD: Yo nigga you think you can beat me, then step to me fool, and I'll smack you down.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Ohh punks got some tough words...aiight you wanna battle lets go man....kick dat beat son.

Cena climbs into the Box, and a beat starts playin...

::The untouchable::John Cena: Uh..Uh...Uh... Look at me I'm a thuganomics Diplomat/ You aint got shit on that/ So roll up yo papers, and try to rip on that/ But its tough like sand paper/ return of the caper/ you cant fake a/ heart attack so pay up/ Toss the money my way or I'm loadin the K up/ And this real, not fake like Proto, man aint no gay stuff/ Prototype can hold my mic/ When I stop at the light/ Tossin the fight/ Cuz Slasher as the guest ref got me talkin tonight/ Proto sayin you cant see me/ maybe not but I can pin you for the 1..2..3/ so keep on your toes fore u get a broken nose/ Cuz John Cena is a real star not like you and your Cali hoes/ You the reel deel huh that shows me somethin/ You got the movies proto, but that dont mean nothin!/ We will definately see who is the real deal/ And then youll end up havin me for a guest on the real reel/ Interviewin me about how I won the Intercontinental Championship/ Only I'll fire right back, it aint no Canada shit/ So stay tuned to your local OWO network from New York to California/ Cuz you know whats comin back...Cena's corner!!! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Cena takes off his headset, and tosses it at HaZarD

::Tha real Emcee::HaZarD: Yo nigga dat was tight...you ever considered gettin a record deal.

::The untouchable::John Cena: I have, but wrestling is the life for me man...nobody got shit on me there. Im the king!

::Tha real Emcee::HaZarD: I hear ya man...that shit was nice. Keep up the good work in the OWO man.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Oh no doubt no doubt man, I'll keep it up in OWO as long as you keep up rappin man. Dont wanna see all your talent go to waste. (turns to other guy) Hey man, treat this kid good, he got some talent ya herd?

::The Artist formally known as::The man on the phone: Oh You know it brother. He's my top rapper. Im bout to go run to the radio station right now and play his demo, gonna try to get him some air time.

::The untouchable::John Cena: Aiight man, I gotta be out anyways, I got someone meeting me at the gym. Hey HaZarD, good luck with the whole radio thing anyways. Hey but, both of you...keep a lookout for Cena's Corner. Its comin back soon, and you dont wanna miss this one.

::Both Together::HaZarD&Guy on the phone: Ok....

::Tha real Emcee::HaZarD: Hey good luck with Prototype man... I'll keep you in touch man, maybe we can do a track together.

::The untouchable::John Cena: sounds good man...aiight peace.

Cena swings open the door, and hops down the flights of stairs, and he hops into his escalade, and slides a CD into his stereo, and HaZarD starts pumping on the speakers. Cena presses on the gas and rolls out into the distance........

To be continued!