Post by Vince McMahon on Aug 30, 2007 15:45:19 GMT -5
Rp for Brawl for all tonight
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 7:39pm »
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*A camera man turns the knob and walks into a room where Triple H sits, on his couch lacing his boots. Triple H sits up and puts his forearm on his knees and takes several breathes. Triple H looks deeply into the camera.*
Triple H: I spared Batista... I told him, we don't need to fight, we can be a team. *Triple H smirks and looks down on the floor* Obviously the anim... the dog wanted bite me when I wasn't looking, Batista thought hell he should break up the team with the game and go off with some guy who comes out to the ring every week and calls everyone an ass clown. Batista, you should know that betraying the game has much more consequences than you think... you will step into the game and you won't step out.
*Triple H grinds his teeth looking into the camera, then looks down and begins lacing his boots ocne again. Triple H finshes and stands up, Triple H pushes over the camera man, Triple H steps out of the locker room. Another camera appears, Triple H walks into the dark hallway, the camera man loses sight of Triple H*
*Triple H stands behind the curtain, wearing a tight cerebral assassin t shirt, wrestling tights, his left hand with white wrist tape wrapped around like an arm band, and his right hand with wrist tape wrapped around like a glove, and the Intercontinental title tightly fastened around his body. Triple H takes three deep breathes, nearly ripping the threads in his shirt. As Triple H slowly exhales "Time to play the game" echoes throughout the fan-filled arena, Triple H quickly picks up a water bottle, pouring some in his hair and his mouth. Fans look left and right, back and forth as the lead singer of "Motor head" pauses and a message appears on the screen "game over".
*Without anyone noticing Triple H stands underneath the titan tron, mysteriously covered in the black darkness.
*"Time to play the game" sounds once again even louder as a green glow fills the sold out arena. A guitar begins to play in the background as Triple H suddenly comes to life, taking a step with his left foot, jolting back his bicep and bending his fore-arms 90 degrees, spitting a seemingly green mist of water straight in front of himself. Triple H steps into the mist as it slowly meets his body and the remainder floats to the ground. Triple H looks to the "sea" on the left with pure darkness in his eyes, seemingly lifeless, Triple H barley tilts his head to the right looking at the fans with a dead reaction. Triple H struts down the ramp, with no reaction to the "booing" fans. Once Triple H reaches the bottom oft he ramp and steps onto the mats he looks to the left with a far away look in his eye then to the left with the same scary look. Triple H walks to the right side, touching the ring post as he continues to the other side of the apron. Triple H pours more water in his hair and the remainder in his mouth, and then throws the bottle randomly into the sea of fans. Triple H grabs the top rope and places his right knee onto the apron, then lunges his left foot onto the apron and steps up from his right knee. Triple H looks into the ring for seconds, then pivots 180 degrees, guitars and drums play together, making a tune, Triple H pivots his head to the left, life fills his eyes and his heart begins to pound, the same tune plays again, Triple H pivots his head to the right. Another tune with guitars and drums begins to play, Triple H clinches his hands into a fist and places them on his enormous thighs, Triple H raises his arms into a 90 degree angle then slightly spreads them apart, spitting a mist of water straight into the air. Triple H's whole body begins to shake as he slowly lowers his arms flexing his shoulders, Triple H nearly brings his arms to his sides but pauses, he closes his eyes and take a deep breath, he swiftly re-opens his eyes and jolts his arms, spitting the remainder of his water in front of him, Triple H points at the fans with his pointer finger screaming "You're..." Triple H then points at himself with his thumbs and continues "Mine!" Triple H turns around and steps into the ring one leg after another through the middle and top rope. Triple H walks straight to the ring post to his right, he shows all his fingers screaming "Ten times, TEN TIMES" Triple H points at the fans then at himself and does his famous signature taunt, raising arms in a 90 degree angle and screaming at the top of his lungs. Triple H wastes little time and pokes his head through the rope and looks down at the steel steps, where a microphone lays, Triple H picks it up and begins to speak as the fans roar.*
Triple H: *Triple H rubs his beard, then begins to speak*
Triple H: So... *Fans boo, but Triple H talks over them* Batista is the next to enter the game... *Triple H Triple H slowly chews on his gum then begins to chew more and more, faster and faster* A man I thought once was a friend, but blew me off for a piece of crap... Chris Jericho. Batista, you should have known, you either are friends with the game or you are enemies. You are going to feel what it is like to enter the game, I especially avoided you, I wanted to team with you, I thought you were an animal! *Fans cheer* I thought you were powerful!*Fans cheer louder* I thought you were ferocious! *Fans cheer to the point it sounds like yells* All you are is a little puppy in a big world; you know what little things are in this world, Batista? They're nothing, just like you! You're going to learn that tonight, you're gonna’ learn that the game and that an animal are no comparison! You've made too many mistakes in this business and this time it not going to go unnoticed, I am going to take the animal *Triple H holds his hand like a gun and makes an action as if he was shooting something* pow! And I am going to end it. I am the cerebral assassin, you are a big animal, I am going to find you, I am going to HURT you like you've never been hurt before and your life will change in this ring at that very moment. Do you know what changes careers Batista? The pedigree! Then, I, the cerebral assassin will pedigree... kill! The animal... and I will stand over your crippled, bloodied, lifeless body... Game OVER!
*Triple H unbuckles his belt and holds it high above his head, then onto his shoulder. Triple H walks over to the ropes and one leg after another goes through the middle and top rope and jumps off the apron. Triple H takes a glance at the ring, then turns around and walks up the ramp, with no reactions to the fans. Triple H walks up the ramp as quickly as possible and stops at the top of the ramp and closes his eyes, breathing deeply, again. Triple H quickly swings his body 180 degrees facing the fans and does his signature taunt, holding his title in his right hand and his left hand in a fist, screaming over every fan in the arena. Triple H turns around and walks backstage. A camera man tries to get footage of Triple H but the camera man loses Triple H in the dark, winding hallway.*
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 7:39pm »
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*A camera man turns the knob and walks into a room where Triple H sits, on his couch lacing his boots. Triple H sits up and puts his forearm on his knees and takes several breathes. Triple H looks deeply into the camera.*
Triple H: I spared Batista... I told him, we don't need to fight, we can be a team. *Triple H smirks and looks down on the floor* Obviously the anim... the dog wanted bite me when I wasn't looking, Batista thought hell he should break up the team with the game and go off with some guy who comes out to the ring every week and calls everyone an ass clown. Batista, you should know that betraying the game has much more consequences than you think... you will step into the game and you won't step out.
*Triple H grinds his teeth looking into the camera, then looks down and begins lacing his boots ocne again. Triple H finshes and stands up, Triple H pushes over the camera man, Triple H steps out of the locker room. Another camera appears, Triple H walks into the dark hallway, the camera man loses sight of Triple H*
*Triple H stands behind the curtain, wearing a tight cerebral assassin t shirt, wrestling tights, his left hand with white wrist tape wrapped around like an arm band, and his right hand with wrist tape wrapped around like a glove, and the Intercontinental title tightly fastened around his body. Triple H takes three deep breathes, nearly ripping the threads in his shirt. As Triple H slowly exhales "Time to play the game" echoes throughout the fan-filled arena, Triple H quickly picks up a water bottle, pouring some in his hair and his mouth. Fans look left and right, back and forth as the lead singer of "Motor head" pauses and a message appears on the screen "game over".
*Without anyone noticing Triple H stands underneath the titan tron, mysteriously covered in the black darkness.
*"Time to play the game" sounds once again even louder as a green glow fills the sold out arena. A guitar begins to play in the background as Triple H suddenly comes to life, taking a step with his left foot, jolting back his bicep and bending his fore-arms 90 degrees, spitting a seemingly green mist of water straight in front of himself. Triple H steps into the mist as it slowly meets his body and the remainder floats to the ground. Triple H looks to the "sea" on the left with pure darkness in his eyes, seemingly lifeless, Triple H barley tilts his head to the right looking at the fans with a dead reaction. Triple H struts down the ramp, with no reaction to the "booing" fans. Once Triple H reaches the bottom oft he ramp and steps onto the mats he looks to the left with a far away look in his eye then to the left with the same scary look. Triple H walks to the right side, touching the ring post as he continues to the other side of the apron. Triple H pours more water in his hair and the remainder in his mouth, and then throws the bottle randomly into the sea of fans. Triple H grabs the top rope and places his right knee onto the apron, then lunges his left foot onto the apron and steps up from his right knee. Triple H looks into the ring for seconds, then pivots 180 degrees, guitars and drums play together, making a tune, Triple H pivots his head to the left, life fills his eyes and his heart begins to pound, the same tune plays again, Triple H pivots his head to the right. Another tune with guitars and drums begins to play, Triple H clinches his hands into a fist and places them on his enormous thighs, Triple H raises his arms into a 90 degree angle then slightly spreads them apart, spitting a mist of water straight into the air. Triple H's whole body begins to shake as he slowly lowers his arms flexing his shoulders, Triple H nearly brings his arms to his sides but pauses, he closes his eyes and take a deep breath, he swiftly re-opens his eyes and jolts his arms, spitting the remainder of his water in front of him, Triple H points at the fans with his pointer finger screaming "You're..." Triple H then points at himself with his thumbs and continues "Mine!" Triple H turns around and steps into the ring one leg after another through the middle and top rope. Triple H walks straight to the ring post to his right, he shows all his fingers screaming "Ten times, TEN TIMES" Triple H points at the fans then at himself and does his famous signature taunt, raising arms in a 90 degree angle and screaming at the top of his lungs. Triple H wastes little time and pokes his head through the rope and looks down at the steel steps, where a microphone lays, Triple H picks it up and begins to speak as the fans roar.*
Triple H: *Triple H rubs his beard, then begins to speak*
Triple H: So... *Fans boo, but Triple H talks over them* Batista is the next to enter the game... *Triple H Triple H slowly chews on his gum then begins to chew more and more, faster and faster* A man I thought once was a friend, but blew me off for a piece of crap... Chris Jericho. Batista, you should have known, you either are friends with the game or you are enemies. You are going to feel what it is like to enter the game, I especially avoided you, I wanted to team with you, I thought you were an animal! *Fans cheer* I thought you were powerful!*Fans cheer louder* I thought you were ferocious! *Fans cheer to the point it sounds like yells* All you are is a little puppy in a big world; you know what little things are in this world, Batista? They're nothing, just like you! You're going to learn that tonight, you're gonna’ learn that the game and that an animal are no comparison! You've made too many mistakes in this business and this time it not going to go unnoticed, I am going to take the animal *Triple H holds his hand like a gun and makes an action as if he was shooting something* pow! And I am going to end it. I am the cerebral assassin, you are a big animal, I am going to find you, I am going to HURT you like you've never been hurt before and your life will change in this ring at that very moment. Do you know what changes careers Batista? The pedigree! Then, I, the cerebral assassin will pedigree... kill! The animal... and I will stand over your crippled, bloodied, lifeless body... Game OVER!
*Triple H unbuckles his belt and holds it high above his head, then onto his shoulder. Triple H walks over to the ropes and one leg after another goes through the middle and top rope and jumps off the apron. Triple H takes a glance at the ring, then turns around and walks up the ramp, with no reactions to the fans. Triple H walks up the ramp as quickly as possible and stops at the top of the ramp and closes his eyes, breathing deeply, again. Triple H quickly swings his body 180 degrees facing the fans and does his signature taunt, holding his title in his right hand and his left hand in a fist, screaming over every fan in the arena. Triple H turns around and walks backstage. A camera man tries to get footage of Triple H but the camera man loses Triple H in the dark, winding hallway.*