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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 14 2011, 03:21 PM (42 Views) | |
| JayWillson | Jan 14 2011, 03:21 PM Post #1 |
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We can hear a loud commotion backstage in one of the locker rooms. We see a Cameraman running down the hall to see what is going on. It is Jay Willson who is upset after losing this week on Next Gen. Jay:GOD DAMNIT Nothing ever goes fucking right for me. I am sick and fucking tired of being hey nice match kid you lsot but great showing. Or you came this close better luck next time. I am fucking tired of that for once I want that damn win!!!!!. Jay punches a wall as Hard as he can. The wall doesn't budge but Jays hand gets fucked up. Blood is start to drip down from it. Jay:Next week no matter what the damn challenge is. I will win it. I don't give a damn what I have to do. I will pull on Superman's cape, I will spit in Godzilla's face, and I will dick slap Death right in the face. Not matter what has to be done next week. I will win it. Jay grabs a beer and downs the whole damn bottle in one chug. Jay:I understand at the ppv I got myself a Dark match with Five other Next Gen rookies. Word of advice to them I am in a foul fucking mood. Get in my way and you wont have to worry about winning or losing Next Gen. Cause I will make a fucking cripple out of your ass. MAN UP MOTHER FUCKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jay goes to grab another beer as the scene comes to a end |
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Jay Willson W-L-D 3-3-0 Old School Champion,2011 Super Fun Fun Tag Tourny Finalist,WWE 12 Cash Tourny Finalist MAN UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Vlad Alucard W-L-D 1-2-0 2011 King of Extreme Semi Finialist | |
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| Justin Rom | Jan 14 2011, 06:49 PM Post #2 |
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Shortly after the promo, as Jay left his locker room and began to fade out of view down the dimly lit corridor, Rom's head poked out from around the corner of a wall far behind him. A backstage camera operator turned and spotted Rom coming out of hiding, zooming in on his looming head. With Wilson vanished and the coast clear, he darted down the hallway towards his rookie's locker room, a packpack slung over his shoulder. Rom bolted into the unlit empty room and the cameraman followed, flicking on the lights and turning focus to a hole in the wall caused by the impact of Jay's fist. The camera operator continued into the room to catch Rom kneeling down at Jay Wilson's mini-fridge. Opening the door, Rom removed all of Wilson's alcoholic beverages and set them aside. From the backpack he was carrying emerged several six-packs of beer that appeared similar in size, weight, color, shape and even taste of the ones that had occupied Wilson's fridge. The difference was that Rom had spiked them with a large boost of caffeine, creating a homebrewed energy beer with the same taste Jay was used to. He placed the spiked drinks in Wilson's fridge and shut it, gathering the rest of Wilson's beers and the empty bottles in the room and stuffing them in his bag. Rom turned to the camera operator and shoved him out the door, urging him to check the hallway for occupants. "Go, check the hall, tell me if you see Jay Wilson and give me the signal.." Rom slung the backpack over his shoulder and nodded at the go-ahead of the camera operator lifting his free hand into the air, his index finger and thumb connecting in a circle to form the "okay sign". Rom exited the room hastily and bolted back down the hallway from where he came, entering his own locker room and letting the camera man in behind him before he would shut the door and lock it. Rom wiped the sweat from his brow and leaned backwards against the closed door, laughing quietly to himself. "Phew... That was close. I was up all night getting the taste just right. Those things are going to pack one heckuva punch for Wilson's dark match. The stuff always helped me stay up all night back in my programming days at IBM.. of course, how was I to get him to take it without slipping it in his drink?" Rom walked to the rear of his locker room towards his bathroom, passing his laptop computer that displayed last night's NXT defeat. The camera operator aimed at the LCD screen of Rom's laptop in time to catch a spot of Justin Rom nailing the cobra on Razor Sharp's rookie, Mitch Green. Following Rom to the bathroom, he placed all of the beer bottles on his sink and began one by one pouring their contents into the toilet, holding the bottle up to his crotch and tilting it only slightly to allow a bit to pour out at a time. Rom would gyrate his hips and whistle as the alcohol flowed out of the bottle and was wasted away down the can. "I feel sorry for anyone that gets in the ring with my rookie tonight." Emptying the last bottle, Rom flushed the toilet and placed them all back into the backpack before leaving the room with it. He stopped in the doorway and turned around, shaking the glass in the bag and pointing at the camera. He gave a final public service announcement before walking away. "And remember - why exploit our limited supply of raw materials when we have landfills overflowing with garbage that can be recycled and made into new products. In many cases, making new products with recycled materials uses less energy than making products with raw materials. Believe me, it's true...I saw it on Captain Planet once." |
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