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Post by Admin on Aug 2, 2018 12:16:55 GMT -6
 Triple Threat Match
"The Party Boy" Chris Mosh
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Joseph Hunter
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Lexi KavanaughRoleplay Limit: 2 Roleplay Deadline: Thursday, August 9, 2018 @ 2AM Central Time |
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Post by cmosh on Aug 5, 2018 17:03:41 GMT -6
*cameras fade in on a man with his back to the camera with a sleeveless, black hoody on with Mosh in pink on the back as then the man turns his head to show that it is Chris Mosh himself*
Mosh: hey, like the new hoody, it is nice right, don’t worry I should have a few of these babies out by throw down three, but one lucky fan in the crowd will get this one.
*Chris Mosh turns all the way around now*
Now I know a lot of you fans in the Mosh Pit, don’t worry I see you guys, were depressed that I didn’t win the throw down title but you can’t win everything but don’t worry, I’m going to be champion one day, but another thing is we got a new commentator and I like her and Since my buddy Wavy Crockett is still being a hater Ms. Jen Vallejo, you will get a high ten next week just as a welcome to the company.
This week feel like the last couple of weeks, new people come in and they end up fight whom, “The Party Boy”. Now yes one of them has been around and last week he got his face smashed in by Forge, which was what I think one of the best moments of the show, so I guess lets talk about Joseph Hunter
*Chris Mosh puts on his thinking face for a moment the opens his mouth to being to speak*
Now Joseph you need to get one thing straight before we get into this match, you are no Sam Hamilton or a Forge, you may think your on that level but your not this is your first match here in Mile High and you need to prove yourself, now I bet your going to bring up how I have lost of all you friends and how I have not won that many matches here but maybe I just smash your face in and show that I’m still a top star here in Mile High, so I let you talk your trash about me but just remember I have fans support, I think they will be happy when I drop you on your head with a Mosh Pit.
*Chris turns away from the camera as he puts his hand over his and moves it down to his chin. Then he looks back at the camera*
Now to the second person in this match, Lexi. Now Lexi you also have a lot to prove this week to show that you belong here, unlike Joey who has coat tails to ride, you are the person I’m worried about in this match because I don’t know what to expect from you. You could walk in and be awesome or you can just down right suck, so you’re the wild card in this match, so Lexi please, bring you A-Game so that you and me can blow the roof of the arena because we all know Joey will never blow the roof of any arena. So Lexi good luck and can’t wait to see what you got
*Chris Mosh smirks as he turns around and the camera zooms and fades out on the Mosh on the back of the sleeveless hoody*
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Post by Deleted on Aug 6, 2018 17:54:44 GMT -6
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The scene starts up with both Sam and Joseph exiting one gate and walking quickly through the airport. When they get to the closest wall, Joseph is guided against it, his back pressed against the cold surface. Sam leans close in an attempt to create an illusion they’re lovers having an intimate moment.
As per this recording, they weren’t yet an official item like they are now.
When the two begin talking, one thing is immediately confirmed; they are definitely not being bold nor foolish enough to make any overly bold public displays of affection here. No, this is for something much, much more serious.
”You have your other ticket, right?”
A weak smile crosses Sam’s face as she sees Joseph reply with an affirmative nod.
”Good. Now go. Especially while he probably thinks we’re still in the States.”
”Why do I have to leave you and give that prick the ability to do whatever the fuck he wants?! Sam, this is bullshit …”
”Don’t fucking argue with me on this, okay? I don’t like it anymore than you do. Why though? We’ve talked that over. You’ve been lucky. Snakebite’s been showing mercy with you. That’s not gonna continue forever. So take advantage of him making this mistake. Go to wherever you bought your ticket for and use your break to properly learn fighting.”
Joseph latches onto his lower lip with his teeth, turning his head away. Shame … anger … disgust … all of those and more can be seen and felt in his eyes. Yet, as his head rests against the wall, the single defeated sigh implies he understands and knows Samantha is right.
”Fine. I’m not gonna like this, but … fine.”
”That’s alright. I’m not asking you to feel good about this. Just … help me from afar. You have the capability to do exactly that. Never forget this thought; when you return, you can help me by fighting with and for me. Let that continue to fuel you on. Now go. Don’t wanna be late, I doubt.”
”Please … try to be careful.”
”I promise I’ll try.”
Now would have been the time to sneak a kiss in. Alas, Joseph doesn’t do that. Instead, right as Sam’s arms move away and let go of him, he simply pivots on his feet and hurries off. Only after he’s out of sight and mingled in with the crowd do we finally see what he’s been hiding for so long; a second ticket. And the destination on it?
Tokyo, Japan.
”Goddamn that …”
But just in case Snakebite had already taken a flight here, he goes quiet. No sense in having his chance yanked away.
We see Joseph arrive safely at his gate and succeed on boarding the plane. Afterwards, it cuts out and the scene changes ….
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” …. Excuse me? Wow, wow, wow. I can hardly believe you, Mosh. You know, I was gonna try to be civil with ya, but clearly there’s no reason to bother. You wanna talk shit? Okay. I can do that and unlike you? I’ll make it all count. My goodness … so much of that was complete, utter bullshit. No wonder you lost to Sam; you focus on everything except what matters.”
As the camera pans in on Joseph, we see he’s in a hallway, leaning against the wall behind him. His head shakes as he chuckles lowly.
”No, I’m nothing close to Sam or Forge. I’m not delusional like quite a few people in this roster are. However, that does not mean I’m someone to simply disregard. That is easily gonna be your downfall. Why are you here in Mile High, hmmm? Is it the typical answer of fame or something like that? Because for me … this is much, much more important.”
His eyes narrow as a much more stern, stoic expression crosses his face.
”I doubt you have had to worry about a loved one being stalked by some freak. Someone who constantly threatened them with abduction and rape. But if you have? Well, then I’d say you’re more of a Hypocritical Boy than Party one. Because that is what was happening on an almost daily basis before Sam came to Mile High. And at the time, she was right. I needed to go and learn how to properly fight.
“Before going to Japan? I was more of a pacifist if I had to use a word to describe myself. A silent observer … someone who never needed a reason to resort to more violent measures. But when you find the right incentive, you change. You agree to do things you never originally would have considered before.
“So this Triple Threat we’re about to go into? It’s not just my debut. I’m making up for all the years and feats Sam has done for me. Consider it not me paying her back, but properly thanking her. Because she deserves better than all this bullshit angst and drama from pricks like you and Azurine. That’s right, Azurine, I’m calling you out too. I’ve seen your shit you’re trying to pull against Sam on Twitter. Free advice? Stop while you’re ahead - unless you want all of the Maidens plus Dragons on your ‘azz’.”
His head shakes again, this time accompanied by an angry scoff.
”Sore losers - that’s what the both of you are. Just because you’ve both had losses against her. What do you expect, huh?! This is fucking wrestling. Even you said it, Mosh; you can’t win them all. Shit, you can’t win the matches that matter. First, you failed to even have a chance to go against Sam when you lost to Bullet for the Phoenix Championship. And now not only did you fail to acquire the Throwdown Championship, but you were the second person eliminated. Second … out of five people partaking in that fight.
“You can hate hearing this all you want, but it seems to be the truth. When major matches matter, the pressure gets to you. You clearly can’t handle it. Consider Sam doing you a favor. That sorta mindset you have would make you miserably fail in being able to repeatedly defend the Throwdown Championship. But enough about last week - let’s shift the focus onto the upcoming future.
“You may have found some immature amusement in Tyke getting a free hit on me. Fine. Enjoy it - because that’s the only time you’ll see anyone get an ambush against me like that.”
Joseph briefly pauses, nodding after a few moments and taking time to gather his thoughts.
”No. I know I’m not on the same level as Sam or Forge. But unlike you, I’m actually going to work on improving myself. When we all meet - that’s right, I haven’t forgotten you, Lexi - I’ll show you both my efforts from learning Puroresu were not in vain. I can safely say that neither of you have faced anyone like myself. Not while in Mile High, at any rate. I know I don’t look like much at a first glance - but that’s exactly why I know I’ll surprise you with the impacts of my attacks that land on the both of you.
“So … allow me to briefly shift over to the second person in this Triple Threat; Lexi Kavanaugh.”
His fingers tap a few times against his jeans before Joseph lightly shrugs.
”Are you gonna end up being the Ian Black of this fight? I mean … it’ll be your loss if so. And to some extents, I wouldn’t mind. My business is primarily with Mosh anyway. So some part of me would be perfectly fine giving him my undivided attention and a thorough ass-whooping. Until I hear from you though? You’re like me; a wild card. An opponent no one has seen nor met in the ring. At least Mosh got something right - we are the two fighters to be worried about.
“Just because there was a brief moment of weakness from me due to a cowardly ambush .. that does not make me frail. Hopefully you have more brains than Mosh and won’t be dumb enough to assume that. Alas … I’ll have more to say to you when - maybe if is the more appropriate word to use - I hear from you.”
Joseph elicits a soft breath, tapping his fingers a few more times before nodding once more.
”For now, I suppose that’ll have to do. Hope to hear from you before our first encounter Thursday.”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2018 23:57:47 GMT -6
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”You’re really gonna do it?!” The scene starts with Sam happily following Joseph out of the New Orleans clubhouse and to the tattoo shop nearby. Venom Ink, to be specific. ”Heh, yeah. Yeah, I am. Not gonna lie - because I can practically hear you ready to ask - yes. I am somewhat nervous. But … well … remember what you told me when you got your first tattoo?” The sight of Sam’s head tilting indicates a very strong, definite ‘no’. Joseph smirks as he reminds her. ”You never had any reason to get one. Nothing to proudly wear. Well, with me now a Dragon, what better way to become even more official than a tattoo?””Fucking brilliant!”Joseph’s smirk merely widens, in a very knowing fashion as he nods in agreement. As the two enter Venom Ink, RJ greets them both with her own sly smile. ”Oh good. You showed up. I was starting to think you bailed out and made me get this pattern ready for nothing.” Joseph chuckles nervously, quickly shaking his head nervously. ”Nah. I’m not that much of a jerk.” As Robi Jeans starts getting gloves and the ink gun prepared, Joseph peels his shirt off, tossing it to Sam. ”Don’t lose that.” ”Maybe I will anyway,” Sam teases back, giggling softly as Joseph shakes his head at her before lying down on a nearby, unoccupied table. As he looks up again he sees two fellow Dragons walking into the room, Sgt-At-Arms Khary Kenyon aka Ghost aka Spectra General, and full patch Caliban Peltier. The two large men both grin reassuringly at Joseph, Khary’s Samoan looks somehow making the grin come off slightly menacing while Caliban manages to radiate warmth in his. Khary walks over and pats him on the shoulder. “The Hunter stalks his first kill!”Caliban snickers. “Orion lives!”Joseph’s head quickly lifts as new voices echo in his ears .. and he quickly regrets glancing up. His face flushes slightly as he sees two other Dragons deciding to watch him get his first ink job. Instinctively, he glances over to Sam. ”No, actually. Not my doing. Forge’s, maybe?” ”Very close but … no. I’m the guilty one. I figured some more support aside from Sam would be appreciated. Don’t like it?” ”N-No, not that. Just um … didn’t quite …” Before Joseph can finish, however, he chuckles slightly, although with an even more crimson face. ”Not bad. I can’t deny, that’s a good play off my surname.” When Caliban adds the ‘Orion’ part, however, his head tilts slightly. ” … Orion? Not sure if I’m gonna be that good, but I’m flattered.” ”You wanna be though, don’t ya? Work your way up Mile High’s ranks and all?” ”Well of course, but …” ”Then just hush and accept it.” RJ, meanwhile, patiently waits, ensuring Khary’s hand moves off of Joseph’s shoulder. Only then does she lay the pattern for the tattoo down, grinning happily. ”I feel really good about this. It should turn out to be amazing. Okay … between the shoulder blades, right?” After seeing Joseph given an affirmative nod, she dips the tip of the tattoo gun in a small cup of black ink. ”Try to be mostly still. This shouldn’t be too painful. Definitely not compared to other places, buuuut … it always depends on the person. Okay. Here we go.” Roughly forty plus minutes later, the sound of the ink machine finally dies down. RJ grins happily, with Sam walking up beside her to glance down at the final results. ”Okay, people. Get last looks in before I have to bandage him up.” In between Joseph’s shoulders, everyone would see the following letters. “Looks cool!Khary nods. “Definitely looks kinda badass. We just need to find a place for a spear and Orion is a made man that way!””A spear, huh?”Rather than sounding hesitant like last time, there’s more confidence. A rare smile spreads over Joseph’s face as he carefully sits up, raising his arms up so RJ can cover his back properly. Sure enough, she begins placing saran wrap over the marked location. After a bit more mulling, Joseph concurs with his own nod. ”Maybe I will. I’m gonna need more than the occasional bow and arrow. Especially for up close and personal fights.” ”There ya go!” Sam encouraged, looking ecstatic beyond any amount of words anyone could use. And it was more than fair enough to understand why. For perhaps the first time since journeying with Sam, both her and Joseph felt as if they’d found home. A family of sorts, even if not related by blood. It was definitely a very pleasant feeling … something he certainly hadn’t experienced often with his own kin. The realization made Joseph’s grin widen as he stayed stationary, only moving when Robi Jean finished putting tape over the saran wrap. ”Voila! One less ink virgin!” ” … Robi …” Joseph protested, his face going red once again. Khary can’t help but laugh as he puts on a bad Paul Sorvino imitation. “Hey… you popped your cherry!”Caliban laughs heartily. “Well, he is a good fella, ain’t he?””He definitely is,” Sam comments, wrapping an arm around Joseph’s waist to make up for his back being covered and now officially in the first bits of the healing process. Her head turns as she looks happily to RJ. ”Lovely job, thank you so much.” ”I’ll need a mirror, but I’m assuming it does look much better than it felt. Thanks, RJ. Oh .. right. Lemme see …” A quick rummage through his pants pocket, he finds some money tucked away. He hands over a wad of cash, which Robi Jean takes with a smile. ”My pleasure. So, you two are gonna have to take it easy for a bit. Make sure to keep cleaning that with antibacterial soap after the bandage comes off. That can be removed in about six hours. It will start to peel .. as if you got sunburned. But that’s natural. Luckily, you won’t be able to reach it as easily, so I shouldn’t have to pester you about not bothering the area. And if nothing else?” The Shieldmaiden president sneaks a sideways glance towards Sam. ”I’m sure she can distract you from trying to ruin it. Somehow. Anyway, enjoy and congrats!”Joseph and Samantha begin walking away, with the newest Dragon looking as if he may very well have a fever due to blushing so much.
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”What’s wrong, Party Boy? Did I get you to shut up? Did you realize how stupid you were? How deep of a grave you just dug for yourself?” His head shakes as Joseph chuckles lowly. ”Well … just as me and Sam got our own brutal wake-up call mere hours ago, time for you to get yours. If you’re hoping I’ll be nice to you, tough shit. Because I’m still coming over, and trust me; I’m very ready, willing, and able to kick your ass. Who do you think you are to talk shit? Especially about Sam?” Another scoff before the camera adjusts and shows Joseph still shirtless from the night before. Beside him is a still sleeping Samantha. ”After we got a visit from Bullet and Bandit including some unfortunate news … it took me quite a while to go back to sleep. So, I did some research. On you. Your record, to be precise. Boy, you can’t even begin to back your talk up. You’ve beaten only one person, and even they weren’t on a perfectly consistent record. That man was Luke Corvo, whom you defeated two out of three times. It was interesting to see that you lost in the tag match. That’s one of the points of tag matches; to try to increase your odds, not decrease them.” Joseph’s gaze stays directed at the lens. His left hand, however, moves behind him as he gently begins rubbing Sam’s back. ”Aside from him? You beat … a commentator. Wow. So amazing.” His eyes roll as Joseph includes a scoff. ”Yeah … that’s really something to boast about. You couldn’t get a real match in the first PPV. No. You went against fucking Wavy. By the way, Wavy, you wanna spout shit about again? Now this week you can start. Before? I wasn’t even official, idiot. I can’t be a ‘cancer’ if I’m not official in Mile High. And if you wanna have your ass beat by another fighter … keep talking. See what it earns you. Asshole.” The last word is muttered in a bitter tone. ”So … just as I figured, it’s likely going to come down between you and me, Party Boy. Haven’t heard shit from Lexi still. But you know what? Fine by me. I’m perfectly alright with this. Now, I can make you pay for talking shit about my Sam.” His eyes narrow as he looks - for the first time ever - very overprotective. ”She has done so fucking much. Accomplished a lot. And I’m willing to bet most of it is far greater than anything you’ve done, in or out of Mile High. You’re an idiot to assume I won’t be competent. I will be, regardless of whether I’m fighting with Sam or by myself. And tomorrow? You’ll see first-hand that I can back my words up.” His eyes slowly close as Joseph takes a deep breath. ”Soon, I’ll be the only Dragon …” The blue orbs return. As they do, a determined glare can be seen in his eyes and on Joseph’s face. ”It’s disheartening, most definitely. But I can’t blame Forge. I’ll do the same if Sam chooses to leave. She’s still thinking about that. I’m not gonna explain what I’m talking about - it’s all over Twitter. If you don’t know, that’s because of your own ignorance to social media, and thus not my problem.” Joseph turns his head, peeking over his own shoulder to briefly check on Sam before looking back to the lens. ”When I got my tattoo last week, some of the other Dragons proposed a nickname for me. Orion. I’m not usually into stuff like that, but after doing some research … it’s very fitting. At one point in time, he hunted with the goddess Artemis - or Diana, if you wanna use the other name. Sounds right. Sam is a goddess in her own rights; my goddess. One I will gladly fight for. Die if it ever should come down to that. My point?” Joseph smirks knowingly. ”Tell me this - both Mosh and Lexi. How do you prepare for a hunter? Specifically a sniper?” He pauses, as if he could hear them thinking aloud before interjecting a minute or so later. ”Easy. You don’t. And that’s what I’m gonna do. My attacks will come when you least expect them, and harder than you’ll ever plan for. Just like the Greek hero Orion, I’ll hunt you both. But I’ll especially enjoy dealing with you, Mosh. Hopefully … you’ll learn from this and actually watch what bullshit you utter. But if not?” Joseph shrugs. ”That’s fine. I can repeat myself if we ever meet in the ring again. I’m typically a patient man. I just have very low-tolerance for blasphemy you try to spout against amazing fighters like Samantha. She deserves better than you, Azurine, and everyone else questioning her capabilities, plain and simple.” Slowly - and somewhat reluctantly - Joseph lifts his hand off Sam’s back. Both of his hands now raise as the Aryan positions them. When he finishes, he creates the illusion of holding a bow. ”Your hopes, your dreams, your desires … I’m going to shoot them all down. And in the Party Boy’s case? It will hold a personal touch. Prepare for yet another defeat.” Joseph’s right index and middle fingers ‘let go’ of the imaginary string, allowing the invisible arrow to fly loose. ”From Orion to Lexi and Mosh. And, unfortunately, these arrows won’t be sent over with love. Just annoyance and disappointment. I’ll let you decide who gets which arrow. Until tomorrow …” ►...
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