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The scene suddenly comes into focus from the fuzz on
the screen. What you see in front of you is a large room,
and upon looking around, you notice basketball goals up and
realize you're inside of a basketball arena. The sun shines
through the windows of the second floor, and you look down at
your watch, which reads 4:30 p.m. You walk around.
Then, a door opens up and you wheel around on your heels. You see
Skarrphace come in, wearing a pair of Nike
mesh shorts, black, and a tank top Nike shirt, a pair of Nike
basketball shoes and socks, dribbling a basketball in hand.
Now, as you look around, you notice the colors on the floor, a
yellow and blue. And underneath the goal nearest you,
you read the letters "U C L A" in big blue and gold
lettering. Skarrphace speaks as he continues towards you.
Skarrphace: Welcome to Pauley Pavilion, on the
campus of UCLA....as you might have guessed, the home of the UCLA
Bruins...they're off in the NCAA Tournament, and I asked them if
they wouldn't mind me letting out some frustrations on their
court here....they were nice enough to oblige me...of course, I
went to UCLA, so it's not asking that big a favor....seeing as
how I'm an alum of this university, and a healthy
contributor....like the song? It's one of my favorites by the
Notorious B.I.G., called "Dead Wrong"....an appropriate
message, don't you think, considering our opponents at Tuesday
Takedown next week....The Outsider....Congrel....and
Mizery....from The Tortured Soulz....torture....that suits
them....
Skarrphace dribbles the ball some more and steps
behind the three-point line. He shoots...*SWISH*...the ball goes
in and right through the net. Skarrphace retrieves the ball and
walks around under the goal, flipping the ball up and in again.
Skarrphace: I just got done looking at the
interview that The Outsider and Mizery did for BWO Television
today....I have to say, I'm not impressed....of course, it takes
quite a bit to impress the 'Phace, but that's besides the
point...but one of the blatently obvious things in this
particular interview to me is how extremely unlike their
"tortured" name they seem to be....I mean, look at
them....I lost count of the "yo"'s in that interview
after 30....it's pathetic really....but let's focus for a moment
on the 10 seconds they spent actually talking about their
opponents, Skarrphace, that's me....Justin and Supa Fly....let's
take a look, shall we?
Skarrphace points to the large Sony screen above the
gym floor and it flickers on. There you see the interview by
The Outsider and Mizery on the screen, and it plays the following
clip:
Outsider:
Whatever. Justin Sane must be insane to face us in a match.
I have no idea what come over those idiots, but whatever
did now they want some matches with the best wrestlers to ever
grace this federation. I think it's kinda funny how that
works. And then we have that idiot Skarrphace. Well,
I'm going to put a few scars on his face myself if you know what
I mean. Then we have Supa Fly. Well, his brain is the
size of a fly's so I doubt there will be a problem there either.
miZery:
Looks like your running out
of things to do. Wanna stop in town for a little while?
I hear they're opening a new bar! Actually, I think
it's open now. Come on...let's go.
The screen flickers off. You turn back to Skarrphace
and he's cracking up laughing.
Skarrphace: *trying to stop laughing* Oh....oh my.....that's comedic! Oh wait,
that word might be too difficult for your peon brains to
comprehend....Comedic....as referring to something funny or
comical....like this hilarious and completely ridiculous segment
from your interview....and like your chances of even taking down
ONE man in the match on Tuesday....The Outsider.....hmm....wonder
where I've heard that name before....no matter. Listen, punk, I'm
only gonna say this once....take a good long look in my face...do
you see one scar on it? Take a good look. *pauses* No! There is not one scar on it because
I am perfect! The name Skarrphace is in reference to something
other than my face, you dumbass, but then again, if you took time
enough to get your head out of Mizery's ass, you'd see
that....it's called an oxymoron, you moron....but then again,
that's something you wouldn't have a clue about either, would
you? Idiots....
Skarrphace dribbles some more, then takes off
towards the goal, jumps and slams the ball down with two hands,
rattling the goal as the sound resonates throughout the arena.
Skarrphace is beginning to sweat a little bit.
Skarrphace: You know, what's truly funny to me is
how Berg even thought this match was fair when he booked
this....I mean, you've got "The Franchise" Justin Sane,
and he's on his way to become the next BWO World
Champion.....you've got myself, who after Maelstrom wakes up from
his deep sleep, will rip the title away from him and become the
next BWO US Champ....then you've got Scotty who's grasp has never
been tighter on the Intercontinental belt....and Stuck has the
Hardcore strap well in hand....and Mafia, Inc. becomes stronger
and stronger with each passing day....many want to be a part of
the most elite group to ever set foot in professional wrestling,
but it's simply not possible. Only the Elite make it...only the
best survive. And these three nimrods that we're facing on
Tuesday....well, let's just say that they might be better served
to not even show up....better yet, don't....don't show up and the
three of us will come find your ass....and believe you me, it'll
be on then....
Just then, the door opens up and in walks a tall
man, about Skarrphace's height, but the light from the door
blocks
your vision and you can't tell who it is until the door shuts.
When it does, you realize it's Xavier Apollo, close friend of
Skarrphace's.
He is also dressed in a pair of shorts and a tank top, basketball
shoes and socks. He also has a platinum chain around his neck,
which he removes and lays it on the floor before walking towards
Skarrphace. Skarrphace passes him the ball as the two slap hands
in greeting.
Xavier
Apollo: What's
happenin' 'Phace man?
Skarrphace: Not too much man....I didn't think you
got my message....then I thought maybe you weren't in
town....what's going on with UWA man? Any word on when they're
gonna start up?
Xavier
Apollo: Nah
man, and to be honest, I'm getting tired of waiting....of course,
I never get tired of beating your ass in a game of 21, chump....
Xavier dribbles the ball around Skarrphace, goes to
the goal and tomahawks it down with two hands, shaking the goal
again.
Xavier takes the ball and passes it back to Skarrphace.
Skarrphace: Ah, I see what's up here....well,
chump, remember that you're on MY homecourt now...this is
Skarrphace-Land, and in Skarrphace-Land, I'm undefeated in games
of 21....Tyus said he beat me once, but that's never been
proven....*grins*
Xavier
Apollo: Oh
yeah? Well get ready for a big fat loss on that record....I feel
like getting funky today....
Skarrphace: Don't sing it....*pretends to be
serious*....Outsider....BRING
IT! *laughs*
Xavier cracks up laughing as he checks the ball with
Skarrphace. 'Phace takes a jumpshot from about 22 feet out,
which rims out and Xavier rebounds it. Xavier takes the ball out
and checks it with Skarrphace, Xavier drives and pulls up
from 15 feet...*SWISH!*...and then he goes to the three-point
line. You walk off as Xavier misses his first shot from there.
The scene then fades out to this....
then it fades out to complete and utter darkness, with only the
screams of Skarrphace and Apollo in the background.
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