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Post by Dave Masters on Mar 3, 2005 21:23:01 GMT
Deadline is 3/11 6 PM Est, 11 PM UK.
Only they can rp here.
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Post by Needles "the Snitch" on Mar 4, 2005 5:05:41 GMT
Golden News Needles kicks back in a booth at Miriam’s Dine and Dash in front of a tall frothing root beer float as Miriam smiles while plunking in an oversized straw before turning to leave. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Thanks Miriam, but it will never be as good without an extra scoop for Chopper.
### Miriam ###
I know that Honey, but you’ll see Chopper again someday if only in heaven. I know that he wouldn’t want you to worry about him and you do have his little yellow ball and many wonderful memories to keep you cheerful.
Needles sucks down some root beer making room to push the ice cream down and swirl up some milky bubbly joy in a mug. Miriam returns and places a copy of Wrestling News on Needles table. ### Miriam ###
Needles, we just received the latest edition of Wrestling News. You can be the first to read it if you like.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
I already know most everything going on before the reporters know, but I do like to skim the ads now and then. Did you know that they’ve started selling my own T-shirt? The ExWA store will get their first shipment of them in next week.
### Miriam ###
That’s great Needles, bring some in and I’ll set up a table just for your shirts. I wear an extra small sweetems. Better make that a small, I can take it in at the waist.
Miriam sneaks Needles a wink then returns to the kitchen as Needles carefully carves off the melted edge of ice cream before it begins to drip over the side. His attention turns to the magazine cover that makes mention of the new ExWA card, Quest for Gold. Does this mean that decisions have been made regarding extreme zone he ponders. Needles sucks on the straw while flipping the pages to finally come to the section on Quest for Gold. He skims the roster, flips a page and see’s his own picture right there in extreme zone matchups. Needles burps up some root beer, wipes his chin with a napkin then returns to the page. After all this must be a misprint. Needles focuses and begins to read as his jaw slowly unhinges and ice cream drips out of the corner of his mouth. ### Miriam ###
Goodness honey, here let me wipe that up for you. Are you ok Needles dear?
Miriam wipes the dripping ice cream off the table as Needles slowly look’s up in a colorless state. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
They put me in a match with The Panther.
### Miriam ###
What, oh no honey, that can’t be right. Here let me see that.
Miriam scoops up the magazine to the opened page and begins to read. ### Miriam ###
Oh my goodness Needles, there must be some kind of mistake here. Sure you are a wrestler but that’s just for choreographed exhibitions, not the real show. I’ve seen this Panther fellow and he fights for real. My god Needles this guy is a killer. He may be new talent at the ExWA but he has moves that do far worse than incapacitate his opponent. Needles you’ve got to march right down there and straighten this mess out before you end up having to actually get in the ring with this guy. Just look at him, you can’t go toe to toe with a man like that. I really love you Needles but you’re just not built to take on the true maulers that they’ve been inducting for the ExWA.
Needles pushes away his root beer float as overwhelming fear rushes through his abdomen. He gazes unswervingly at the picture of ‘The Midnight Hunter’ ![]() img.photobucket.com/albums/v664/labeard/Shelton_01.jpg [/img] then slowly raises his head to meet the serious stare of Miriam. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
What can I do? I can’t just quit. I would lose all respect that I’ve worked so hard for and no one would take me seriously as a manager either. If I could only put on a good show then at least I could keep my job as assistant General Manager.
### Miriam ###
Needles darling I hate to be the one to tell you this but maybe you bit off more than you can chew just entering into any part of that game. Really Needles, I know you’ve had a lot of fun and it has done a lot for your self respect and all but there is such a thing as reality honey and maybe it’s time you took a step back and faced it.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
But Miriam, I just can’t quit. Wrestling is all I have. I don’t even have Chopper anymore.
### Miriam ###
Well there’s one thing that you do have to face if you intend to keep your job Needles. You have to be able to walk and if you step into the ring against that animal the odds are not on your side my little friend, the odds are not on your side. Now you listen to those who care about you and get down there and have this stopped.
Miriam squeezes Needles arm then returns to the kitchen as Needles takes the magazine, folds it into his coat pocket and ambles off to the restroom. Needles washes his face then looks over at the scribblings on the wall. Standing out among the graffiti in bold meticulously painted words is the phrase ‘Needles is my Idol’. ![]() img.photobucket.com/albums/v664/labeard/Bathroom_Wall.jpg [/img] Needles starts grinding his teeth and cracking his knuckles then steps back to view his slight frame in the mirror. He pooches out his chest, arches his back and squints his eyebrows to think. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Who am I kidding; I must have been crazy to think that I could go on fooling the ExWA and all the other wrestlers for as long as I did. I’m no good, that Panther would eat me alive. Miriam’s right, hell, she’s the only one to stand up and tell me the real truth. I’ve been lying to my self the whole time. By god, it’s finally come time I go and have a heart to heart with Dave Masters and tell him the truth. Maybe he would find me some menial job around the ExWA so I could still be some part of it. That’s it, heck I don’t have to be a great wrestler in order to have some respect and Miriam would still like me. Ok, that’s it, I’m going to go down there right now and talk to Dave. He may even tell everyone that there was a miscommunication and match Panther with someone else. Yeah, that would work sweeeet.
Needles once again begins to smile as he makes his way back out to the booth that supports his melted root beer float. ### Miriam ###
Needles, I thought you left for the arena. This is a serious matter honey and you can’t lollygag around on this.
Needles slurps up the last of his melted float, smacks his lips and looks up at Miriam with regained confidence. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Yeah, ‘The Midnight Hunter’ Panther is a true competitor, and he does have a lot of moves that are design to tear the competition up. They say that he can even see in the dark, just like a real Panther. His greatest asset is speed, well, that and power. I’ve been doing a lot of training lately and I know that my quickness will surprise even him.
### Miriam ###
Oh my god Needles, you’re not actually thinking of….
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Listen Miriam, you have never seen me in the ring and you don’t think they put my picture on T-shirts for nothing, do you? After all, I am the Deathmatch champion and I’ve already held that belt longer than any other wrestler in the ExWA. You’re looking at the man whose hand was up the Mona Lisa’s skirt. Why do you think all the pretty women fans are always throwing themselves at me? That’s right Miriam, because I am 195 lbs. of raw molten danger when it comes to wrestling. The only man that has to worry is The Panther. I’ll clean his clock. I’ll rip him limb from limb. When I’m done with him there won’t be enough left to be an attraction at the petting zoo. The only thing that ExWA has to worry about is weather they have enough insurance to cover the damage to their wrestler because when I let loose there is no stopping me Miriam.
### Miriam ###
Oh Needles, you poor deluded fool. If you go through with this, I, I don’t know what I will do. Please Needles, don’t do this,… please.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Don’t worry Miriam, I’m a professional, I’ll be just fine.
Needles jumps up from the booth, smacks a kiss on Miriam’s cheek and struts down the hall and out the back door. Needles climbs into his VW bug, fumbles around in the glove box and selects his favorite Louie Armstrong tape. ### VW tape player ###
When the shark bites, with his teeth dear……
Needles sings along to the words of Mack the Knife as he races across town to the ExWA arena. He notices Dave Masters car parked in the lot beside the ExWA administration building as he rolls right up beside and shuts his little bug down. Needles looks over at Daves fancy shmancy set of wheels and dreams of someday being able to afford such luxury. Oh well thinks Needles, it’s the getting there that counts. Needles slings open his driver side door and leaps to the sun baked asphalt. Once inside the administrative building Needles notices the peculiar desertedness of the usually buzzing hallways. Extreme zone front office is uninhabited save the clickety-click of a keyboard in the back office room.[/b][/right] |
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Post by Needles "the Snitch" on Mar 4, 2005 5:06:54 GMT
Tap Tap Tap The typing stops as Needles peers around the door jamb to see Dave Masters looking up at him from his office desk. Dave quickly splashes a couple keys to return his computer screen back to desktop mode before asking Needles to come in and have a seat. ### Dave Masters ###
Needles, I had a feeling you might show up today. Apparently you’ve gotten wind of the extreme zone card for ‘Quest for Gold’. So what do ya think?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Uh… yeah… I mean yes Sir Mr. Masters. I uh…that’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Are you sure that you wanted to… uh…<br>
### Dave Masters ###
Am I sure that I wanted to what, Needles, you mean put you on the big show card against The Midnight Hunter.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Uh… yeah…
### Dave Masters ###
Oh, you bet I did Needles. You’ve been strutting around this organization long enough and acting like you have some grand calling as a big time player. Ok Needles, all I did was to give you what you deserve, a real shot in the big game. I know that you haven’t requested a match but you’ve been wandering around acting like you’re a big shot wrestler and it isn’t fair to the others to allow you that credit when you don’t even step in the ring to prove it. So now you get that chance Needles, it’s Showtime.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well sure Mr. Masters, I’m as good a wrestler as any but ‘The Midnight Hunter’ Panther is looking a little peaked this week, I think he might need a little time off to catch up on some rest.
### Dave Masters ###
I was just over at the gym watching the Panther. He was ripping apart his third heavy bag and didn’t even look winded. Boy is that guy fast, there isn’t a single sparring partner in ExWA that can put a glove on him. Yep Needles I think this Panther is going straight to the top, well, unless of course you can unleash all that hype and direct it to the ring and put a stop to him.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well, about that Mr. Masters, I am certainly ready to protect the good name of ExWA but I was just looking over the files and I found out that Panther doesn’t have a contract. Shoot Dave, here I’m all ready to mix it up and womp on this newbie but darn, I’ve talked to the insurance commissioner before and they won’t insure a fight with a wrestler that has no contract. I’m real sorry Dave but you’ll just have to…<br>
### Dave Masters ###
Already taken care of Needles. I’m aware that Panther doesn’t have a contract so I stopped by the insurance company and purchased a one fight coverage policy. Panther assured me that he would take care of getting his contract in order after this fight so there is no reason to not go forward. Boy I can’t wait to see you in action Needles, it sounds like you’ll put a real womping on young Panther.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…uh, yeah. Oh but Dave I was reading my own contract and it doesn’t say anything about wrestling. I really made a mistake by not adding that clause into my contract but it’s too late now, I guess you’ll just have to call the whole thing o…<br>
### Dave Masters ###
Already taken care of Needles. I’m aware that your contract is for administrative duties only Needles, but I’ve been listening to your yearning to get back in the ring and we are Pals and all so I got you a one fight coverage policy also. You don’t have to thank me Needles but let’s make sure that we get your contract straightened out right after this match.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…uh, yeah.
### Dave Masters ###
Is there anything else on your mind Needles?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…uh, no Mr. Masters
### Dave Masters ###
Well, I just wanted to tell you Needles, you’ve been doing a real bang up job on the files and everything. Keep up the good work and I’m real sorry that you haven’t found Chopper yet, I’ll keep an eye out for the little rascal.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…uh, thanks Mr. Masters.
Needles wanders out of the building and crosses the street to the side entrance of the arena then makes his way to a second row seat at ringside of the empty auditorium. He looks around at the masses of seats as he shivers at the thought of actually having a match in the squared circle. ![]() img.photobucket.com/albums/v664/labeard/seats.jpg [/img] Needles mentally pictures himself bouncing off the ropes to flying head scissor grapples then reaching down to give a mighty tug yanking his opponent into a perfect pretzel like figure four. He jumps from the mat releasing The Panther so as to not allow him to tap out in submission then drops a huge forearm clothesline that slams the poor Panther on his back as he squirms away in pain waving his hands no more, no more. Needles stands cold as iron as the beaten Panther climbs to his feet with the aid of the ropes then suddenly bursts toward Needles with rocket speed but Needles easily steps aside bringing a back breaking karate chop that flattens the Panther once again. Needles walks around the finished wrestler to the wild cheers of faithful fans, then kneels beside the Panther, rolls him over and receives the three count pin fall as the few fans that don’t cheer, chant no contest, no contest. A janitor shakes Needles shoulder as Needles shakes his head and looks up. ### Janitor ###
Are you alright mister? You looked like you were falling asleep.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…uh, yeah, yeah. Hey is that a note pad you have there? I have some thoughts I need to write down, can I borrow it for a little while?
### Janitor ###
Oh…well sure, I have some cleanup to do here in the arena for about an hour. Go ahead and here’s a pen if you need it.
Needles flips a couple pages of to-do lists and settles on a fresh page.
Dear Mr. Masters
I am writing this letter to explain to you the real truth about my rise to fame in the ExWA. I have been lying to all the wrestlers and you and Shane and Mr. Jones and Mr. Regal and even Mr. Sanderson the whole time I’ve been here. I have made a complete mockery of the ExWA because I wanted everyone to think that I was a great wrestler. I know that I am a weakling and could never beat any of these true champions in an actual match. That is why I pretended to be the assistant General Manager hired by Mr. Sanderson who had just left ExWA so no one could question him and find out that I was just a lying Snitch….
A tear rolls down Needles cheek as he reads his note. Needles rips the note from the pad and angrily crumples it up and tosses it to the floor then straightens himself up and begins again to write.
Dear Mr. Panther
I know that it is the time of year when many animals hibernate and I wouldn’t want to interrupt your much needled snooze. Because of this I will not expect you to make any appearance in the ring at Quest for Gold. You can trust me Panther to keep the Deathmatch title nice and warm and safe just for you Panther. I will not blunder in my great conscientious duty to hold the title safe. So don’t bother mussing up the sheen on that soft Panther coat by needlessly crawling out of your cozy den to perform the unwarranted futile stalking of prey that really doesn’t digest well as Panther food. Why, if you wait just another oh, say two weeks I’m sure the nice fattened up animals will be pounding on your cave step. There are all kinds of ropes and snags over here at the ring that you might get your tail caught in and I am very busy right now and might not have time to untangle you. So PLEASE take my advise and continue with your much needled snooze as I’ll take care of every thing on this end.
You’re Pal Needles.
Needles plunks down a period, peels the note from the pad, carefully folds it and places the note in his shirt pocket. He rises from his seat and walks over where the janitor is sweeping out aisles. ### Janitor ###
Oh you’re finished with my note pad I see. Hey aren’t you that sensational new wrestler Needles. I thought so, you don’t look near as big in person. Everyone boo’s you and throws garbage when you’re on TV but my wife thinks you’re dreamy. She would really get a kick out of having your autograph. Do you mind Mr. Needles? Just say, to my best friend Rose, you’re my Idol.
Needles thanks the janitor for the use of his notepad as he scribbles the autograph and signs it You’re Pal Needles. Needles hesitantly creeps up to the mail room and slides his note into the box reading ‘The Midnight Hunter’ Panther. As Needles turns to leave he notices large bundles of T-shirts had arrived on the mail room floor in four different colors all with yellow lettering reading Needles “the Snitch”. Wow thought Needles, it’s really happening as he speeds up his pace to exit the arena. Upon viewing his lonely VW in the parking lot he decides that Rose would make an appropriate name for her as he intends to paint her deep red someday anyway.[/b][/right] |
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Post by Needles "the Snitch" on Mar 4, 2005 5:08:23 GMT
Ditch Efforts
Needles roars off and heads into town knowing that his note is not going to intimidate or stop the Panther from showing up at Quest for Gold. As Needles drives by the police station he gets an idea and pulls to the side of the street and parks. Needles skips up the granite steps and into the lobby where a cute blonde receptionist eagerly awaits to be of service.
### Receptionist ###
Can I help you Sir?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Yes, who would I see about getting a restraining order on a man that I’m worried about attacking me?
### Receptionist ###
Oh that sounds serious Sir, I’ll call Sergeant Protectus immediately.
The receptionist hits number 4 on her speed dial and relates Needles request, then thanks the party on the other end with an I’ll send him up.
### Receptionist ###
Yes Sir, Sergeant Protectus is waiting for you just one flight up and down the hall in rm. 207 and thank you for trusting your city police department Sir. Sir would you like to donate to the policeman’s retirement fund Sir. It’s a great way to…<br>
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
I left my wallet in the car, you said rm. 207, thank you miss.
Needles hurries along to finally reach rm. 207.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Tap tap tap.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Come in.
Sergeant Protectus, a broad shouldered serious man with black wavy hair and chiseled jaw line motions Needles to take a seat as he finishes up his telephone order for Chinese food.
[/img][/center] ### Sergeant Protectus ###
Ok now, what’s your problem?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
I want a restraining order against a man that I feel is going to attack me.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Well, that sounds like a serious matter indeed. What makes you think this man wants to attack you?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Uh… well people have told me that he intends to attack me next week and this guy is incredibly vicious and built like a brick shit house.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
I see, ya know, you look a little familiar. Have we met?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Not that I recall, so how about it can I get a restraining order on this man.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Why certainly and the sooner the better I’d say. Ok now let’s fill out this report; Your name Sir?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Irving Snitcher.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Great, and the name of the man that you want restrained?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Uh…Panther.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Panther, Panther, that sounds familiar; And his last name?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Uh…I don’t think he has one but people call him The Midnight Hunter.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Hmmm, there’s something very familiar about that but I can’t quite place it. So then, exactly who warned you that this Panther fellow was out to get you Mr. Snitcher?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
His name is Dave Masters, he’s the extreme zone manager for ExWA wrestling federation.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Dave Masters, I’ve definitely heard of him. ExWA, ExWA, hold on a moment; This Panther fellow wouldn’t be the same Panther that recently joined the ExWA as one of their newest superstar wrestlers would he?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well…Uh…Yeah.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
And just what do you have to do with the ExWA?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well… Uh…I’m their newest assistant General Manager. Occasionally I wrestle in exhibition matches as Needles.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
I thought you looked familiar. You’re that Snitch guy. What is this, some kind of a joke? Don’t tell me, you want a restraining order against ‘The Midnight Hunter’ Panther for some kind of promotional gag, right. Well, am I right?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well…Uh…not exactly.
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Look Mr. Snitcher…Needles…Snitch, or whoever you are, this department only entertains serious business. We have real crimes to investigate. We aren’t here at tax payers’ expense for the advantage of clever promoters. Come on tell me who sent you. It was my old buddy Stu, right. It had to be Stu, he’s a real card that Stu.
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Well…Uh…not exactly. Uh…Uh…sorry I bothered you.
Needles opens the door to find an oriental fellow standing in the doorway holding a steaming paper bag. ### Oriental Fellow ###
Gai Pan? You Order no. 7 Gai Pan special with Chop Suey, breaded Won Ton and deep fried Rice?
### Sergeant Protectus ###
Right over here son and thanks Mr. Needles, you really made my day. Say hi to Stu when you see him, he really cracks me up.
Needles wanders back to his car in frustration. How can he put a stop to this match that he surely has no possibility of winning. Back on the road Needles spots an electronic store and pulls his little bug up to the front. Signs reading spy ware, bug devises and night vision goggles abound. A sinister looking, thug like, gravelly voiced man at the counter turns toward Needles. ### Sinnister Thug ###
Can I help you?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
I’m interested in some night vision goggles.
### Sinnister Thug ###
We have several models here, from your basic infrared, to the latest in full spectrum, digitally enhanced, electro repeat Dynastar phase viewers. What will you be using it for Sir?
$$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Oh…Uh…I just want to be able to see in the dark. I don’t have lot of money to spend and I don’t plan on using them very often.
### Sinnister Thug ###
I see, well these hardened plastic noculenses from Delco should do the job quite adequately and they are on sale for only 79.95 with batteries. Shall I ring them up?
![]() img.photobucket.com/albums/v664/labeard/night-vision-googles-goggles-dipol-d2mv-pro.jpg [/img] [/color] Needles fumbles through some wadded up bills and purchases the goggles, then makes his way across town turning on his headlights to meet the dusk. Needles notices that one of his head lamps is out as he pulls in front of his palatial palace, Needles digs. Still no sign of Chopper as he enters his trailer and sits back to a hand full of graham crackers. Let’s see now, the batteries go here, this knob adjusts like this, the head harness fits around like so, the lights go off and ‘CLICK’. $$$$$ Needles “the Snitch” $$$$$
Ooooooooooo.
They work; Needles can see everything almost perfectly in his little trailer. With a little adjustment to the knob Needles finds that he can see outside as well, but best in the darker areas and by rotating the lenses he can even zoom in to make things closer and clearer. Ok he thinks, if ‘The Midnight Hunter’ tries any tricks with the lighting, Needles will be prepared. Needles succumbs to the knowledge that their will be no getting out of this match. He concludes with determination that he will use every wrestling trick in his arsenal to make a good showing. The wrestling world has not seen the last of Needles. ‘The Midnight Hunter’ Panther is in for a surprise when he finds out that his great speed and power will be left in the dust by the quickness and dexterity of this immortal legend Needles. Needles possesses one talent that will rise to fair stronger than all of Needles competitors….. PRIDE.[/b][/right] |
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Post by Herod on Mar 11, 2005 6:00:33 GMT
The sun sets with the faded orange tint hitting the horizon of the Mojave Desert. The clouds are an orange cluster. You can see from a far distance a man running over the rocky terrain. Shirtless and Sweaty, he continues to run. You can soon make out the face and it is indeed, ‘The Midnight Hunter’. As if, he is running on air, Panther skips along the dried rigorous basin. He ran until he found an old highway road. It was Route 66 and the Panther quickly ran down it. He was a lot faster on the road than on the rocky terrain. Heavy drops of sweat dropped down his head. He sees an illusion in the distance; it appears to be a dog.
“Is that Needles, Dog…Needles that jobber that I’m going to kill at QFG.” Why is that dog there?”<br>
As Panther got closer, he saw something different about the dogs. The dog’s eyes were bloodshot and it was foaming from the mouth. Panther took a step closer and it barks viciously at him. Panther steps back looking at Chopper.
“Rabies?”<br>
As soon as Panther said that Chopper lunched at Panthers left leg. Panther frowns in pain as it happens. With the dog biting at his leg, Panther quickly kicked the dog with his other foot. Chopper let go but Panther was not done with him. Quick as lightning, Panther snapped the neck of chopper paralyzing and most likely killing him instantly.
“Ouch! Damn Dog” Said Panther “ Shi-… Not feel good”<br>
Panther stumbled away and he walked for a while until he fell to the ground. He passed out and laid across on the hot road. Hours later, a pick up truck came by. The Drive threw him in the back and quickly drove him to the Hospital.
He was rushed threw the emergency doors and was taken to a Room. Hours after medicine and extreme care the doctor called Dave Masters to explain the news. Panther is now under extreme care due to rabies and Heat stroke. Needles wanted this Hibernation. When Panther awakes from his sleep He will be Hungry for Prey…That Prey is named Needles!
(Due to School Issues I will be back in Two Monthes or so. I want a remach when I get back. Please Mark me as a Injured person. Thank you and I hope you understand)
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