I don't give a fuck, my attitude is 'Gotti'...
And I'm hard to love cuz I don't love nobody...
All I give a f*ck about is business and sex...
A fifth of Remy Martin and some big fat checks....
---another day,
another dollar. the tune may change, but the dance
remains
the same. they say I'm hated. good. they say I can't do
it. let 'em think it.
what they fail to realize is how tight I have this game
locked up. they don't
think it can be done again...and again...and again. the
future is in doubt, and
what do you do? you call me, you call the only 1 that can
do it....you call
The Only 1 That Matters...---
Taped
Date: Sunday August 13th, 2000
Air Date: Monday August 14th, 2000
Taped Time: 1:30 p.m. local time
Place: Gold's Gym No. 132, Las Vegas, NV
-[ The scene fades
in from the fuzz on your screen, and you see a sign that
reads "Gold's Gym" in bright letters,
and then the camera is shown entering the building.
Passing the receptionist's desk, you can see a few guys
walking
out. Both are sweaty and smelly, and so you move on into
the large workout area, full of Nautilus machines, free
weights
and other workout equipment. You make your way inside and
nearing the back of the room, you see a couple guys
lifting some free weights, curling and things like that.
It's Skarrphace and Scott Linx. A crowd of 4 or 5 guys
have surrounded
them as they work out, obviously surprised that such
superstars have graced the Gold's Gym where they work
out. You
approach the two men and the crowd slowly disappears as
Skarrphace acknowledges your appearance. ]-
Skarrphace : Well, it would appear that we're not
safe anywhere we go in town, Scotty....look who found
us....*peering
to the side*...yep,
BWO on the camera....another cronie sent by Berg and
Fission to capture their superstars in action....*laughs*
Scott
Linx : Heh, well, if
you could employ us, wouldn't you?
Skarrphace : Yeah, I guess I would....I'm
glad those guys went away though...nothin' bugs me more
when getting ready for a match than to have fans crawlin'
all over ya....they act like they've never seen a
superstar before...
Scott
Linx : You gotta
think, most of 'em haven't, heh. But oh well, I'm sore as
shit, when do we eat?
Skarrphace : Yeah, we can go do
that....there's a great place for hot dogs right around
the corner here....let me get in a few more curls
here....then we can go....cool?
Scott
Linx : Hot dogs? I
want some damn caviar! *grins*
Skarrphace : Caviar? *laughs* Hell then Scotty...why don't you
go get a shower so you won't stink and then we'll go to
back to the hotel or some shit....wait, I've gotta better
idea, let me call these two honeys I met at the club last
night....we'll have them meet us at the hotel....we'll
wine and dine and all that good shit....but let me finish
these curls first....
Scott
Linx : Damn you and
your curls. Just hurry, 'cuz we don't have all the time
in the world to make arrangements to get to the arena.
Skarrphace : True, let me do one more set...*curling the
weights, until he counts to 10 then lays the barbells
down* Aight man,
I'm ready....let's head out....
-[ Skarrphace and
Linx gather up their bags and start to head out of the
workout area. Many of the men inside
start clapping their hands as they exit, some wishing
them good luck, others jeering at them a bit. Both
Skarrphace
and Scott Linx ignore most of it as they leave the gym
and get into the limo outside waiting on them. Once
inside, Skarrphace
gets his phone out of his bag and flips it open, dialing
a number you can't see. Then in an animated but happy
conversation,
he makes arrangements for the two ladies to meet Scott
and Skarrphace later. He closes the flip phone shut. ]-
Skarrphace : Ah yes...that was Sherry and
Dominique...they're gonna meet us later today at the
hotel....am I the man or what?
Scott
Linx : Right on,
'Phace. You are the man. Now, I guess this is a good time
to talk about our wonderful opponents for this Tuesday,
since we are so very close to the curtain going up on
this little drama....
Skarrphace : Well, I'd love to talk about
Hellfyre and how stupid his promos have been the last few
days, but it would seem that he's either sick, afraid, or
a combination of them both....because nobody has seen
hide nor hair of him since the card was announced. To be
honest, I'm not surprised, just a bit upset that he
didn't feel like it was even worth a try. But truth be
told, the kid didn't have a shot anyway, and so this just
makes it easier when I get to the arena to take him out
and move on to my next opponent, whoever that might
be....
Scott
Linx : I'm guessing
it'll be that kid Guy McDonald....because like Hellfyre,
nobody has seen or heard from Jade yet either....of
course, many thought Pipez was gone for good, and he cut
a pretty good promo last night...so who knows....
Skarrphace : Well, Jade has a way of
sneaking up on people, but this kid McDonald impresses
me...he's got a lot of pizzazz....I like that. He'll go
far if he doesn't get caught up in the red tape. But that
being said, I won't hesitate to give him a lesson in
respect if he happens to be my next opponent in the
BBIT....but my first guess would be that Jade is gonna
win, simply because he's pretty far up the Front Office's
ass....a place I'll never venture to go, thank you very
much.
Scott
Linx : Well, Remicho
has his work cut out for him....I laid the verbal
smackdown on him last night, and I plan on laying the
physical smackdown on him come tomorrow night. The kid's
got potential, but he ain't there yet, not like you and
me are. Not yet.
Skarrphace : Yeah...but damn it, Scotty, I'm
pissed that Hellfyre has disappeared. I mean, how can the
Front Office even put him against me when they probably
knew he wasn't going to bother showing up?! It makes me
sick, really. But all's well that ends well I suppose,
and when Hellfyre gets his ass pinned to the mat for the
1-2-3 on TakeDown, then he will know that I am the Only 1
That Matters...and he simply doesn't....
Scott
Linx : I couldn't
have said it better myself....hey, check it, we're
back....lunch time!
Skarrphace : Do you think of anything else
but food? *laughs*
-[ Skarrphace and
Scott laugh together as the limo comes to a stop and the
door swings open. Scott gets out, grabbing
his bag, then Skarrphace gets out as well, getting his
bag. Soon, both men are inside and gone out of sight as
the scene
fades out to black. ]-
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