OOC: I want it to be known, that all the trash talk I do in this RP, is simply for this RP. It represents nothing that I actually feel, just what my character feels. And it seems everyone is having a fun time bashing on Jon and Kitten, so I thought I would give it a go. And also, this RP was started and about three quarters of the way finished when I found out that the Massacre Card was changed. Sorry if the RP doesn’t make as much sense now, but I didn’t know.

The Lights go dim. Green fireworks spurt off into the air of the arena. Head Strong by Trapt blares over the loudspeakers and Gravy is seen on top of the ramp. He stands and flexes as he looks around and kisses his muscles. As he slowly makes his way down to the ring he stands on the side of the ramp reading the signs that the fans have made for him that say: Got Gravy!! and: I need some Gravy! He grins slimly. He makes the rest of the way to the ring. He slowly climbs in. He walks around and taunts ontop of the turnbuckles. Gravy comes off and signals for the announcer to toss him a mic. He slowly looks around with the mic up to his mouth with a grin on his face and says this::::::......

Gravy: Now this next Monday, I got a match. And this is no ordinary match. It’s a mixed tag match. And if you ask me, the sides are a little one sided. I mean…on one end, you have Antonio Gambino, holder of one half of the tag team championship. And Antonio is no little pussy either…he’ll stand up to anybody. He might get his ass kicked in the processes, but he wont ever back down.

Gravy pauses for a second. Looks at the floor, and then back up to the crowd.

Gravy: And also with him, making up for the “mix” part of this mixed tag match, is Kitten. The Universal title holder. The self proclaimed “worlds best”. Well I got a little message for you Kitty Kitty. I don’t want to come out here and act like I am tough shit, but I have been waiting a long time for a match like this. A match to prove myself. And if this isn’t the match to do it, I don’t know when that match or even if that match shall ever come.

Gravy: But then we come to my partner. What the hell was Jonathyn thinking…I know what he was thinking. He was thinking… “oh shit…I gave Gravy a real match…better tip the scales against him…wouldn’t want him to win”. And you know what…I DON’T GIVE A FLYING FUCK. Put the odds against me. I am begging you Jonathyn, give me some challenge. Since I have made my come back, I have had not one real match. I mean, who were my opponents…Trent Gein, Killjoy, Gukas, and Gecko…is that’s supposed to be intimidating? Because it sure doesn’t scare me one bit. Shit, I beat them all. I aint worried. So now, Jon gets an idea… “Lets put my bitch…er…sorry, I mean Lets put Kitten up against Gravy…and then being the genius that I am, lets put Antonio Gambino on Kittens side”.

Gravy pauses to the sounds of the boos coming from the crowds.

Gravy: SHUT UP…did I ask you to boo me? Did I? I don’t think so. You asswipes speak when spoken too

Gravy stops yet again, but this time not to the sound of boo’s, but the sound of silence. Then fireworks spurt out from the turnbuckles and…THE MESSENGER BOY COMES OUT.

Gravy: What the hell…they have fricken entrances for messenger boys now? Uff da (yes, I am mocking Killjoy)

The little messenger boy runs up the ramp, and into the ring. He runs up to Gravy, who throws him away. He gets back up and runs back towards Gravy to tell him something. He has to get on his tiptoe to tell him, because of the height difference. Gravy’s facial expressions change. But it just seems like more of a laid back expression now, compared to the hatred that was on his face not ten seconds ago.

Gravy: According to my little buddy here, it seems there has been a change in the Massacre card this Monday. A kind of change I should have expected.

The messenger starts to walk out of the ring, and Gravy kicks him in the ass and he tumbles out of the ring.

Gravy: The change has taken place in my match. What a coincidence? It seems now that Jon has made the change of adding Steve Jason to the match. But in Jons pathetic attempt to even the odds, he puts Antonio with Willow and I. This is a change I should have expected. Little miss Kitten probably had to go down to Jonny boys office, and bitch at him till he changed it. And Jon, considering his undeniable love for kitty kitty, I am sure it took her a whole two seconds to persuade him. Well…Antonio is back on my side now at least. So at least I don’t have to worry about him.

Suddenly, green fireworks burst out from the turnbuckles

Gravy: Oh great, another messenger boy

And a figure is seen behind a curtain. The figure is not actually seen, just his shadow. Then that figure emerges from the shadows. ITS ANTONIO GAMBINO. He makes his way down the ramp, to greet a smiling Gravy inside the ring. Antonio asks for a mic, and almost instantaneously, a mic is thrown up.

Antonio: Shoulda figured this shit was gonna happen. Jonnycake probably couldn’t stand to see his precious lose.

Antonio turns towards Gravy.

Antonio: And I was looking forward to kicking your ass

Both men guffaw in the ring.

Gravy: Oh well…look at it this way. We still get to beat the shit out of Kitten.

Antonio: And Steve Jason

Gravy: Oh they make such a cute couple…NOT! Actually, they go good together. Two of the biggest dumbasses combine to form one awesomely retarded team.

Antonio: Is awesomely even a word

Gravy: It is now…I invented it right this second…your welcome

Gravy and Antonio begin to climb out of the ring, and down the ramp. Normally, Gravy would have been waiting for his boos, that he loved so much. But they just weren’t coming. They weren’t coming, because some of the people in the crowed that actually bothered to listen to Gravy almost agreed with him.

The screen fades to blackness