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Post by Admin on Aug 9, 2021 10:27:44 GMT -6
MHW ThrowDown Television Championship "Mad Dog" Mark Wright© vs Azurine Vebbins Roleplay Limit: ONERoleplay Deadline: Saturday, August 21, 2021 @ 7AM Central
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Post by maddog on Aug 20, 2021 9:53:47 GMT -6
Route 119 Danville, WV August 10th, 2021 Off Camera
It was a silent ride back from Danville to the Wright family farm in Big Ugly. Mark had picked his dad Brody Wright up from physical therapy since his mom had to work overtime at the Piggly Wiggly and couldn't pick Brody up. Mark was still disappointed with himself over his loss to El Diablo at Throw Down, and assumed his father was as well, but you know what happens when you assume, you make an ass out of you and me. Mark spits his tobacco juice into an empty Mountain Dew bottle, as he stares out over the road, and Brody exhales his Lucky Strike smoke out the cracked window into the humid August Mountain air. The silence of the ride is deafening. The radio is off, both Wright men sit silent, and there is no cell service to even give the opportunity for an interrupting call or chime of a text. Finally, the elder Wright breaks the silence as he flips his cigarette butt out the window. Mark... I know, I know Dad. I let you down. I let the family down. Sh*t, I let myself down. What the hell was I thinking? I'm gonna call Roscoe when I get home and see if I can't get back on at the mine. Mark, I'm proud of you. Mad Dog almost swerves off the road because he is staring at his father and not the road. Mad Dog turns his attention back to the road, but Brody looks at his son with a smile of pride. I don't say it enough Mark, but I'm damn proud of you. It doesn’t matter that you lost son, hell everyone loses here and there. Only one perfect man ever walked the Earth, and he died upon that cross for us. The thing is though Mark, you went all in. You did what I and your grandpappy could never do, and you went at it full time. It takes a lot of guts to risk it all on the road like that, but you did it. Plus, you put up a hell of a fight against an awfully tough opponent. That match could have ended with your hand raised just as easily as it did with his. Mad Dog glances over at his father and the two smile at each other. So, cut that going back to the mines bullsh*t out. What'd I always tell you anyway? Keep your nose to the grindstone. You're damn right. Mad Dog grips the steering wheel tighter and a big smile comes across his face. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But, it ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done. Mad Dog has a look of intrigue on his face and then changes to a smirk. Ain’t that from Rocky? Brody shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head. You know I ain’t good at that sappy, motivational sh*t. Mad Dog and his Dad both laugh and Mad Dog shakes his head in amusement. As the laughter subsides the elder Wright offers one last bit of wisdom. But really Son, you got more talent than me and your grandpappy put together, you keep your nose to that grindstone, and you keep chasing that dream and you’ll make it. One loss doesn’t ruin your career, and it doesn’t knock you out of title contention. Keep grinding son, and remember that no matter what happens, your old man and your whole family are proud of you. Mad Dog smiles and nods his head in agreement. Mad Dog’s face shows a look of determination as he looks over at his father and then looks back down highway 119.Daddy worked like a mule mining pike county coal. He messed up his back he couldn't work anymore. He said one of these days you'll get out of these hills. Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills.
See the ways of this world just to bring you to tears. Keep the lord in your heart you'll have nothing to fear. Live the best that you can and don't lie and don't steal. Keep your nose on the grindstone and out of the pills.
Magness Arena Denver, CO August 22nd, 2021 On Camera
Mad Dog and Sunny stand backstage at the Magness Arena, feeling it only fitting to cut one last promo at the Magness Arena before Mile High bids it farewell. The duo stands in front of a giant "MHW" banner, with Sunny in the foreground and Mad Dog pacing back and forth in the background. Azurine Vebbins, you. Mad Dog stops pacing and cuts Sunny off, pushing Sunny to the background. Sunny looks shocked but steps back anyway as Mad Dog is clearly angry. Mad Dog pulls his "2A" hat off and throws it down. I got somethen I gotta get off my chest right now, somethen that's been eating at me for two weeks. Parents go ahead and cover ya kids ears, or send um out the room, cause this ain't ya normal, friendly old Mad Dog today. Na... HELL NA! I'm pissed off and mad about it. Straight up, Skrabz you're a no good, motherf**ker. You know what ya call someone where I come from, who backstabs someone for trying to do the right thing? You call um an asshole. But ya know, just like everyone else in Mile High, I don't want a piece of ya Skrabz. Na… hell na.
I want the whole damn thing. It doesn’t have to be at Game Over, and it doesn't even have to be in the ring. You just name the time and the place, and I'll show up and we can throw them hands and see how tough ya really are. Sunny steps forward and whispers something into Mad Dogs' ear. Mad Dog gets a big grin across his face and nods his head up and down. Sunny takes a step back after patting Mark on the shoulder. Oh yeah, baby, ask and ye shall receive. Sunny just clued me in on our randevu at Game Over, but the thing is I don’t want no one else involved. I want ya one on one Skrabz, and that’s gonna happen soon enough, mark my dag on words, we gonna lock um up one day and settle this like men. Now, as for you Azzy, well, tonight you are just gonna have to catch an ass whippen that should be going to Skrabz. Unfortunately for me though, I don't get Skrabz tonight, he's going against El D, and I got no doubt El D is looking forward to putting a whoppen on his ass. And, unfortunately for you Azzy, you drew the short straw and got paired up against one pissed-off Mad Dog. I got nothen against you personally Azzy, I do think you’re a weird little pervert, but the whole damn world has fallen down the perversion hole it seems like. So, no, I ain't a fan of ya Azzy, but I don't hate ya either, guess ya can say I'm just indifferent when it comes to ya, so just don't take this ass whippen personally. Or, do take it personally, right now I really don't give a sh*t. I only got two things on my mind, Skrabz and getting myself an Ultimate championship match. Azzy, you ain't nothen to me but a fly that done found its way into the kitchen. Ain't nobody knows how ya got there, but we know ya damn sure shouldn't be in there, and I'm just gonna have to swat ya ass. That’s exactly what I’m fitten to do to ya, flatten ya goofy little butt right out there in front of God and everybody, and then I’ma toss ya in the trash where ya belong.
I hope ya done enjoyed national, what the hell ever day it is, cause I don’t care what ya calendar says today is something different. August twenty-second for you Azurine Vebbins, is national get a boot shoved up ya ass day.
AHHH ROOF! ROOF! ROOF!Mad Dog grabs his hat off the floor and storms away. Sunny watches him walk away for a bit, before adjusting his Salmon colored tie and stepping forward to look into the camera.Azurine Vebbins, I actually feel sorry for you. This might be the angriest I have seen Mark in the entirety of the time I have known him. He’s so angry he forgot to say his catchphrase, so you know he’s mad. Azzy, I don’t even think this match will end the Wright Way, or even with you going mad. No, I think it will end by referee stoppage because Mad Dog is going to lose his sh*t on you. He’s going to see red, and I’m not talking about your hair, and lose it. He’s in the zone, and for you, it’s the danger zone. Not, the Kenny Logins hit from Top Gun, but in a zone that will be very dangerous to your health.
Then again that hectic schedule you’ve been keeping is probably dangerous for your health too. I have to ask Azzy, between keeping track of all the national days and everyone’s birthdays, Mile High Wrestling, Action Wrestling, Uprising, and posting all your softcore pornography on the internet, where do you find the time to be a housewife? You are running yourself ragged Azzy, did you ever stop to think that if you maybe applied yourself to one area, you’d actually be successful at it?
When you multi-task it is impossible to give your full energy and attention to anything, and thus you come up short in all areas. That is what has happened to you in Mile High Wrestling. You once were a superstar here, and now it seems that Mile High has taken a backseat to you, and in return, you have lost several matches you were predicted to win and slowly but surely slipped down the card. When season three of Mile High kicked off you were given a golden opportunity and placed in the main event in which the winner would go on to get a chance to become Ultimate champion, and what did you do? You sh*t the bed.
You phoned it in and gave a half-ass effort, and that is all you have been doing since that first episode of Throw Down. The great Azzurine Vebbines, the woman that beat the big bad Skrabz on two different occasions, relegated to Ammo and facing the likes of Bruiser and Chris Mosh… how pathetic. Sunny shakes his head from side to side while softly saying, “tisk, tisk, tisk.”. Sunny looks to the ground and puckers his lips slowly before looking up with a look of disappointment.Azzy, I’ll be honest, you do not deserve a Throw Down championship match, and Mark and I are both insulted that he has to face someone of your low standing. Now, since you are such a nerd and probably won’t understand what I’m about to say, I’ll go slow and explain it to you like the child you are, and that is a child of mind, not the body.
When a powerhouse college football team like Alabama, or Ohio State, plays a small little school like the University of Arkansas or Tulane, they have to make a showing. The powerhouse schools have to pound the smaller schools into the ground, they have to stomp a mudhole in them and then walk it dry, they run the score up and embarrass the smaller school to show everyone they don’t even belong on the same field as each other.
Azurine Vebbins, you don’t belong in the same ring as Mad Dog, frankly, you don’t even belong on the same show as Mad Dog, and that point will be driven home when we run the score up on you. Mad Dog is going to pound you into the ground, and frankly, he is going to embarrass you. You’re not a star anymore Azzy, you have gone supernova, meaning you have burnt out. Your time of being a star in Mile High has come and gone, you are like a racing horse who has gone lame, and do you know what you with a horse with a broken leg?
You put them down and send them off to the glue factory. That is exactly what Mark Wright is going to do to you Azzy, he’s going to put you down and send you away to the glue factory. I hope you enjoy Action and Uprising because after Mad Dog is done with you tonight, you’ll never be able to show your face around Mile High again. You went from a ripe piece of fruit to a stinking, rotting piece of trash, and it’s time to take that trash out.
So Azzy, let me give you a little piece of advice. On your way out to the ring tonight, stop for a moment and soak it all in. Take your time, enjoy the setting, enjoy the crowd noise, enjoy hearing your music, and enjoy seeing your fane. Because when you step through the ropes and the bell sounds, life as you know it is over. Mad Dog is going to tear you limb from limb, and publicly humiliate you. Well, you already publicly humiliate yourself on social media, but I suppose that isn’t really the same.
Tonight Azzy, we say goodbye to the Magness Arena, and you say goodbye to Mile High. And for the Magness arena it may not be goodbye, but see you later. For you though Azzy, it is a goodbye and good riddance to bad rubbish. You may not like what I’m saying Azzy, but that is how it is going to go, because it will go the Wright Way, or you will go mad.
Sunny smirks as he grips the lapels of his jacket and the scene fades out.
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Post by azurinevebbins on Aug 21, 2021 5:54:42 GMT -6
ACC/A Competitive Cotillion or When You Leash Expect It
The following promotional material opens with a billowing mushroom cloud of flour. MHW’s “Ms. Most Marketable” Azurine Vebbins is finishing a commercial for her recently released Homemade Pies. Upon wrapping production, Ms. Vebbins asks one cameraperson to film her walk on a leash. For this particular performance against current, reigning, and defending MHW ThrowDown Champion “Mad Dog” Mark Wright, the peculiar practice comes across as purely psychological. “Da Hardheaded Housewife” showcases her stubborn side when speaking to Wright and his meal ticket manager Sunny Jim.
Azurine Vebbins: Dis Sunday, August 22nd at MHW DrowDown Episode Dirty-Seven da only din’ I’m celebratin’ is havin’ a classic, competitive cotillion wid “Partially Perturbed Pupper” Mark Wright. Da bonehead and his barker Sunny Jim act like I priss in deyr yard. Bode probably perceive me as leashed to lackluster limitations. Neider views me as a credible contender, even dough, “Da Adorkable Angel’s” on a 2-win streak. Deyr’s also da marquee matter of havin’ da current, reignin’, and defendin’ DrowDown Champion dance opposite a previous prize collector. Anoder din’ to consider? I have every-din’ to win and no-din’ to lose. At da very least, I get to cross your name off my Dream Dance List. B-flat honest, if I am unsuccessful Sunday, den dat majorly motivates me to rally in da Rise of da Phoenix Tournament at MHW Game Over. You may have da bigger bite, Mark. However, when you leash expect it, dis bleep’s gonna you via Pearly Gatekeeper to suffer your strongest smite.
“Da Hardheaded Housewife” approaches her dressing room door and shoos away the cameraperson. The scene fades to black as Vebbins views her replica MHW ThrowDown Championship which appears in desperate need of polishing.
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