Post by Vince McMahon on Aug 30, 2007 15:46:03 GMT -5
Brawl for all RP
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 7:41pm »
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"Break the Walls Down" by Fozzy screeches over the arena with a distorted guitar chord. The chord mixes with a low bass, and a power drum beat.
Without much delay, Jericho breaks out from under the curtain with a look of pride on his face. He gets to the middle of the top of the entrance ramp and spreads his arms out like a bird. He holds the pose for fans to take pictures, and then releases his fists. He shakes his hands around, then drops his arms and a massive explosion rocks the arena. Right after the explosion, Jericho spins around with his checker-dot ring shirt on and matching pants swaying with the speed. After spinning around, Chris walks down the ramp, but pauses at the top. Jericho brings his hand up to his chin and starts to look around the crowd, which do nothing but boo him. He drops his hand and continues down the ramp, constantly brushing off fans. At the end of the ramp, Jericho flexes his right arm, revealing a buldging muscle. The fans try to get a high five, but Chris brushes them off and starts up the stairs. At the last step, Jericho grabs the pole and stares around the crowd again. He looks for some Jericho signs, which are slim in number, then walks onto the ring apron. Chris takes some jaunty steps, and swings around on the ropes, and the fans start to boo more fiercly. Jericho bounces on the ropes for a while to soak up the boos, then ducks under the ropes. In the middle of the ring, Chris spreads his arms out again, and spins slowly around in the middle of a spotlight. He then climbs up a turnbuckle and beats his chest, which works the crowd up even more. Y2J drops down, and heads over to the ring crew to get a mic. When handed one, Chris quickly snatches it away from the frightened worker, and begins to talk.
Y2J: "Well, well ,well. Not quite the warm welcome for the Lion Heart Chris Jericho now is it? Tomorrow on Brawl for All, Chris Jericho has a chance to take the Intercontinental Title away from Triple H. But, there is a catch. This match isn't an ordinary singles match, it is a triple threat! And this third man, is my new tag team partner Batista! You see, this works in my favor. We get to double team Triple H, and make sure that not only does Triple H lose the Intercontinental Championship, he also doesn't make it to Night of Glory one hundred percent! Not only am I going to be Intercontinental Champion, I am going to be one half of the tag team champs, AND the World Champ! I will be the first ever Grand Slam Champion! Triple H is an assclown. He is! You don't have to agree with me, but he is. He's an assclown with Vince's ass! The only reason Triple H is the IC Champ is because he kisses Vinnie Mac's ass every morning, every afternoon, and every night of every day. Y2J is focused! I will not let anything get in my way of becoming a Grand Slam Champion! Triple H, I guarantee you this: You will not walk away from Brawl For All with the Intercontinental Championship. It moves into more deserving hands; the hands of Chris Jericho! The King of the World! You will be put in my dungeon; locked in my walls, the Walls of Jericho! I am going to end your reign as Intercontinental Champion, and I guaran-damn-tee it!
Y2J drops the microphone on the mat, and it bounces slightly; causing a ripple of static to be heard. Jericho then drops on his back, and rolls out of the ring. Staring at the camera, Jericho screams that he is "The King of the World" and will prove so this Brawl for All. He silently makes his way up the ramp until he reaches the top of the entrance. There he mouths the world "IC Champ" and makes the universal belt sign across his waist. Jericho stops for a moment, and finally resumes his trek to the back.
« Thread Started on Feb 14, 2006, 7:41pm »
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"Break the Walls Down" by Fozzy screeches over the arena with a distorted guitar chord. The chord mixes with a low bass, and a power drum beat.
Without much delay, Jericho breaks out from under the curtain with a look of pride on his face. He gets to the middle of the top of the entrance ramp and spreads his arms out like a bird. He holds the pose for fans to take pictures, and then releases his fists. He shakes his hands around, then drops his arms and a massive explosion rocks the arena. Right after the explosion, Jericho spins around with his checker-dot ring shirt on and matching pants swaying with the speed. After spinning around, Chris walks down the ramp, but pauses at the top. Jericho brings his hand up to his chin and starts to look around the crowd, which do nothing but boo him. He drops his hand and continues down the ramp, constantly brushing off fans. At the end of the ramp, Jericho flexes his right arm, revealing a buldging muscle. The fans try to get a high five, but Chris brushes them off and starts up the stairs. At the last step, Jericho grabs the pole and stares around the crowd again. He looks for some Jericho signs, which are slim in number, then walks onto the ring apron. Chris takes some jaunty steps, and swings around on the ropes, and the fans start to boo more fiercly. Jericho bounces on the ropes for a while to soak up the boos, then ducks under the ropes. In the middle of the ring, Chris spreads his arms out again, and spins slowly around in the middle of a spotlight. He then climbs up a turnbuckle and beats his chest, which works the crowd up even more. Y2J drops down, and heads over to the ring crew to get a mic. When handed one, Chris quickly snatches it away from the frightened worker, and begins to talk.
Y2J: "Well, well ,well. Not quite the warm welcome for the Lion Heart Chris Jericho now is it? Tomorrow on Brawl for All, Chris Jericho has a chance to take the Intercontinental Title away from Triple H. But, there is a catch. This match isn't an ordinary singles match, it is a triple threat! And this third man, is my new tag team partner Batista! You see, this works in my favor. We get to double team Triple H, and make sure that not only does Triple H lose the Intercontinental Championship, he also doesn't make it to Night of Glory one hundred percent! Not only am I going to be Intercontinental Champion, I am going to be one half of the tag team champs, AND the World Champ! I will be the first ever Grand Slam Champion! Triple H is an assclown. He is! You don't have to agree with me, but he is. He's an assclown with Vince's ass! The only reason Triple H is the IC Champ is because he kisses Vinnie Mac's ass every morning, every afternoon, and every night of every day. Y2J is focused! I will not let anything get in my way of becoming a Grand Slam Champion! Triple H, I guarantee you this: You will not walk away from Brawl For All with the Intercontinental Championship. It moves into more deserving hands; the hands of Chris Jericho! The King of the World! You will be put in my dungeon; locked in my walls, the Walls of Jericho! I am going to end your reign as Intercontinental Champion, and I guaran-damn-tee it!
Y2J drops the microphone on the mat, and it bounces slightly; causing a ripple of static to be heard. Jericho then drops on his back, and rolls out of the ring. Staring at the camera, Jericho screams that he is "The King of the World" and will prove so this Brawl for All. He silently makes his way up the ramp until he reaches the top of the entrance. There he mouths the world "IC Champ" and makes the universal belt sign across his waist. Jericho stops for a moment, and finally resumes his trek to the back.