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Achievements: Keep Yer Eye On The Prize, Jackass
| Role Play Start : WHAT!? WHAT!? I said what, WHAT!? Stop lookin' at me say what you sorry sum bitch, read the damn roleplay, WHAT!? Scene's opened in ol' Stone Cold's black pickup. White skulls all over the sum bitch, every which way yer ass looks. It's goin' damn fast. Looks like it needs to be somewhere important soon. Ol' Stone Cold's inside'a the damn thing, bet yer ass the damn thing'll go fast, and when it's Stone Cold, the bastard's ALWAYS gotta be somewhere. Austin looks up to the right of his windshield and sees a billboard advertising some kinda McDonalds shit. Stone Cold slams on the breaks as fast as he can when he sees this. Ol' Stone Cold| OH DEAR, WHAT?! Good ol' Mickie Dee's all the way out here, that's a god damn miracle, WHAT?! -stops as if waiting for somebody to talk back- Fuck you then, I say Mickie Dees is TEN TIMES better than Krystal! One, WHAT!? Two, WHAT?! Three, WHAT?! Four, WHAT?! Five, WHAT?! Six, WHAT?! Seven, WHAT?! Eight, WHAT?! Nine, WHAT?! TEN TIMES ya silly basturd! -Stone Cold stops again- And I said we're NOT goin to Krystal, WHAT!? McDonalds, WHAT!? Good ole' Mickie Dees, WHAT!? Big Mac and Fries, WHAT!? Ol' Stone Cold reaches in to his pant pocket .. He pulls out two ones and some pennies. Ol' Stone Cold| Awww SON OF A BITCH! Ok, no big mac and fries, DOLLAR MENU, WHAT!? Dollar to the menu, the menu of dollars, WHAT!? Aww to hell with you let's go. Stone Cold slams on the gas and Tennessee Jesus watch that sum bitch FLY. Austin gets to a couple exits down .. He turns in to it, WHAT!? He passes by some shit. Taco Bell, KFC; Home of the Colonel, awww son of a bitch, Krystal, home of the Krystal chic-ken-shit, WHAT!? Ahahahaha I made a joke, damn I'm humerous. Ol' Stone Cold finally sees McDonalds, he turns a sharp left and in the parkin' lot he goes. He puts the breaks on and puts the truck in park. Austin gets out and looks at his truck on the way in, jesus boy ol' Stone Cold done made his tires smoke. He laughs and turns around, head on in to McDonalds. He walks with his little imaginary Krystal lovin' friend to the place that ya order to order him some shit up. McDonalds Guy| Hi welcome to McDo- Ol' Stone Cold| Shut the hell up boy, Stone Cold did NOT come in here to hear you orderin' him around. Are we understood, are the words comin' clearly outta my mouth? Should .. I .. Talk .. Slow .. For .. You .. You .. Sorry .. Jack .. Ass? McDonalds Guy| ... May I take your order. Ol' Stone Cold| Sh-hit yeah you can take my order ya sorry BITCH, that's what ol' Stone Cold came in here for anyway. I want .. -glances at the menu- what the fuck!? You got you some medium friinch fries on the dollar menu, AHAHAHAHA, I like you boy. You done put fries on the menu just for ol' Stone Cold cause ya knew he was comin' on in didn'tja? You are friend of Stone Cold, WHAT!? I said yer my new friend. Ohhh yeah I fergot yer sort-a the slow type right? You .. are .. stone .. cold's .. friend. McDonalds Guy| Ummm thanks, I'm .. glad? you're my friend. Ol' Stone Cold| WHAT!? You dumb basturd I'm not yer friend, YOU'RE MY friend, it ain't the other way around. McDonalds Guy| But I.. Ol' Stone Cold| Yer a jackass! McDonalds Guy| Sir can you please proceed with your order? Ol' Stone Cold| I want .. One double cheeseburger, WHAT!? Two double .. Aww shit Stone Cold ain't got enough cash for two WHAT!? No money, none of the green shit, no moola, zilch pecos! McDonalds Guy| I ...... Ol' Stone Cold| Shut yer pie hole bitch I'm talkin'. I want one double cheeseburger, and .. And .. Ahhh I don't want anything else gimme my cheeseburger ya bastard. AHAHAHAHA! Stone Cold done punked that som bitch out. He throws the cash on the counter and the boy runs off to get Stone Cold's meal. The boy comes back with a sack with a double cheeseburger in it.
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