Ammuntiion 15.2 Trash Talking Thread

Crusoe: So, oi got three matches to manage, eh? FMW puttin' these GSDub boys to work! An' if oi hafta, oi'll prove GSDub is home to tha best wrestlers AND managers in the world of pro wrestlin'!

Whitt: That's all lovely and wonderful, but it's now been two shows that FMW will be missing its True Talent. I grow impatient. Telling off the Celt is fun and all, but without a match, I fear I may grow...rusty, so to speak. Which, of course, is what FMW will want. I'm on to you, management, and if I don't get a match soon, you will feel the curse of Yig brought down upon one of your peons.

OOC: Promo up. I want feedback, but only if you want to give feedback.

King: My first defense of my shiny new belt, and I'm up against some class-less British wanna-be thug. This is more than just a match, this is a class war, and high class always wins.

King: You probably should, but please do so quietly and somewhere far away. You're contaminating the area with your presence.

King: I don't even know how to react to that? Was it supposed to be funny? If it was, then you have failed miserably at yet another facet of your pathetic life. If it wasn't, then some wrestler is going to be very mad at you, since I'd never demean myself to touch these locker rooms.

King: What you obviously don't understand, wait. Nevermind, that is far too open-ended a statement. How's this, what I am having difficulty explaining to you people is that I simply do not care. I spend more money on my car than you've made in your entire life, and given more to charities than most people could imagine possessing. I lost match after match after match after match, and yet, at the end of the day, I have something you don't. A title. I've been a miserable failure in FMW, but now I'm officially a top name. Did I win the title in a match? No. Did I win the title fairly? No. Did I win the title? Debatable. Do I have the title? Yes, and that's the only thing that matters. As for me being a 'Self-absorbed prick with more money than sense", I'd be hard pressed to argue. On the other hand, I do have a LOT of money.

Anwyl rocks back into his chair, the young man who is usually out-spoken stays quiet. He observes the argument rotating around him.
Anwyl...

He goes to throw a few words at his usual trash talking foes, but he lets Johnathan King and Jack Eastwood continue to run their mouths.

He laughs at the one liners and the reality of what Eastwood is saying, but can't hold it any longer as J. King pretends like his the best.

Easty wrote:

No.

PX is a top name.

War Machine is a top name.

O'Rion is a top name - yes, I went there.

You are nothing. When you defend that belt successfully, then maybe. Maybe. But until then, I'd suggest you stop running your mouth and sit the fuck down before me and my boys knock you out. Kay? Kay.

Post-script; tell Matt I still need a word with him.

King: Okay, I can see this isn't getting through to you. Not that I'm surprised, but a bit disappointed. Let's try this again. Fact: Jonathon King is holding an FMW Championship. Fact: There are 7 number of champions in FMW. Fact: Champions are a step above the competition. Take these three facts, and there is only one conclusion a logical person can come to. Jonathon King is one of the top 7 stars in FMW. However, as a nod of respect towards people who deserve championships but do not have them, like Chris Austin, I will acknowledge that I'm closer to the top 10-15. As for you.... uh.... Eastwood! That's it. You and your 'Pack' combined don't have what it takes to knock off a champion, so if you want to try and knock me out, then all I have to say is this. Bring it, bitch.

Haha. Jonathon, shut up. You talk about class, but you don't personify class. Tell me, have you ever been so close to defeating a FMW Legend? No. Instead you beat a few jobbers to win the title, and in reality you were just keeping this belt warm for me anyway. Laters.

Whitt: No one has any clue who you are, mister...uh...Xiemliez? Sam Carter? BitchTits? Something. I dunno. It's hard to make a case that King there is "keeping the belt warm for you" if no one on the face of the planet can identify who you are. So sorry, try another line of thinking that makes sense.

King: That's because I'm no messenger boy for drug-addled lunatics. Although, I'll admit that it's refreshing to see someone who admits to their faults. I look forward to seeing what you and your 'boys' can do. Whitt, calm down. I expected this level of idiocy and blithering of the usual rhetoric. You see, this shining example of mediocrity you see before you is none other than the challenger for my title, Dazz Andrews. As you can see, he's attempting to prove his superiority by holding his loss up as proof of worth. What he fails to understand is that while he did have an impressive showing against Drew, he's little more than a glorified enhancement talent, fed to Michaels so that he could come back with a bang. Now he's being fed to me to extend my reign with this belt. I must say, it's refreshing being on the other side of this equation.

Jeff wrote:

Whitt: No one has any clue who you are, mister...uh...Xiemliez? Sam Carter? BitchTits? Something. I dunno. It's hard to make a case that King there is "keeping the belt warm for you" if no one on the face of the planet can identify who you are. So sorry, try another line of thinking that makes sense.

OOC: Funny. Can hardly breath for laughing.

Erm, what? I hardly know what you're talking about. Not only am I not any of these, I don't know who they are. I am Dazz Andrews. And you are?

Easty wrote:

Honesty in all things, Jon; you should try it sometime.

If you want to see exactly what we can do, come backstage at Corruption. We'll be waiting.

And bring Matt, jesus, is it that hard to ask him?

King: Honesty is over-rated, manipulation is where it's at. As for Corruption, I'll be there. I might even bring some friends, I'm sure you plan on doing the same.

The thing is, Jon, an honest man can never be found to be lying... manipulators on the other hand will always be found out.

And of course I'll bring friends, euhhh. We have a match.

'Euhhh' is a sarcastic as shit noise, for the reference.

Antonio Grimelli walks laboriously toward a seemingly abandoned Ammunition production camera. With his expression blank his face moves close to the lens, he then shows a toothy grin before opening his mouth to reveal nothing but emptiness. Next he holds up a piece of paper -

Quote :

The Elephant Gun has arrived.

The paper is held up long enough for anyone that's viewing the camera stream to read, as it's lowered the expressionless face of Antonio is revealed once more. His mouth curls into a smile and he gives the camera a wink before the picture goes blank.

Anwyl: I dont in no way endorse "ultra-violent" that's why you don't see me over at Corruption running my mouth. I don't pick fights with the lesser two brands and if someone from Corruption wants to take me on they come to Ammunition and find me.

My publicist pointed out that Matty Ashburn is trying to get me to arc up and bite back at his words! He can have Rookie of the Year I know I am better.

I have my eyes set on the only thing I want, it's in my grasp. In the end the future is what counts, I am making it on my own, I don't need a foot up from Nick Bryson.

In the end I will reap the reward!

Anwyl wrote:

Anwyl: I dont in no way endorse "ultra-violent" that's why you don't see me over at Corruption running my mouth. I don't pick fights with the lesser two brands and if someone from Corruption wants to take me on they come to Ammunition and find me.

My publicist pointed out that Matty Ashburn is trying to get me to arc up and bite back at his words! He can have Rookie of the Year I know I am better.

I have my eyes set on the only thing I want, it's in my grasp. In the end the future is what counts, I am making it on my own, I don't need a foot up from Nick Bryson.

In the end I will reap the reward!

Your "publicist" is your mother, right?

What a shame King, your dad died. Hope your not going to use that as an excuse.

There is no excuse if you show up to work in spite of it.

King: Oh Jack, why don't we get to be Bruce Wayne? I mean, Drake is cool and all, but Batman is where it's at. Besides, it's not like he died tragically, he's old. Big whup. Maybe now I can actually focus on my career instead of having that old bastard criticize me at every turn.