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Post by Mark Force on Mar 19, 2014 11:18:54 GMT -5
The AWF Wrestlecade Tour is in full swing. House shows are booked every other night, where the guys battle in front of packed arenas. Tonight, the tour has stopped in Atlanta, Georgia. Mark Force isn't scheduled to appear, but, he's backstage.
Mark Force : Has anyone seen Davey Jones? I killed my former best friend, John Cena, as a sacrifice to him. Now, I need his help.
The scene jumps to the ring where two local guys are giving it their all for a chance at an AWF contract. Mark Force comes running to the ring in his "Super Sexy Pirate Duo" t-shirt. He's a got a steel chair in his hand. Mark pushes one of the guys out of the ring, and then uppercuts the other no-name-jobber. He raises the steel chair above his head, ready to unleash hell upon this poor guy...but instead he unfolds the chair, sits in it, and applies a headlock. The ref calls for a DQ, and then both contestants spend the next few minutes kicking Mark in his fat face. After the bleeding stops, Mark grabs a microphone.
Mark Force : AWF, IM CAPTAIN HUNGRYBUNS, AND ME BUNS BE HUNGRY!
*minor pop*
Mark Force : Friday Night Freedom was just a few short days ago. I murdered my old best friend, and damn near won the tag belts with my new best friend. It was a tough day.... I even battled a wicked sea creature! I didn't choose the pirate life...pirate life chose me. With all that said, I'd like to call my BFF Davey Jones to the ring. I've got a devilish proposition for the other half of the "Super Sexy Pirate Duo". I haven't been able to get ahold of you recently, it's probably because you're out on the high seas, pillaging coastal cities and whatnot. I know you're here tonight, though, I checked the card. Hit his music!
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Post by Devil Of The Deep Davey Jones on Mar 19, 2014 18:14:46 GMT -5
(Note: This occurs directly after Davey's First Match Roleplay for the Devil's Den match at Wrestlecade. Click Here to read it.) *Davey Jones' music hits and he heads to the ring. Fog swells around him as he makes his way. Everyone is shocked to see Mark seems to be not the least bit afraid. Davey climbs into the ring and walks right up to Mark.* Davey: "Ye be lookin' good, Super Sexy Pirate First Mate..." *Mark smiles and looks around as if to say to the fans: 'See? I told ya!'* Davey: "Ye may be the First Mate of the Super Sexy Pirate Duo. But I am here to tell you very calmly... That the duo... Is an uno. But Duo is still an accurate description of what this 'team' you've concocted in your twisted cortex really is!" *Mark is about to react but Davey pulls the letter he had been writing out of his coat.* Davey: "This crew might exist. But our name be the Crew of the Flying Dutchman. Yer resilience is an asset to me, Mark. And your blind, stupid loyalty... But being a pirate, you learn to deal in contracts." *Hands Mark the letter.* "This is your contract. Read it over, and sign it in yer blood, and then, I will acquiesces to be yer captain." (To be continued by Mark Force) |
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Post by Mark Force on Mar 21, 2014 16:36:28 GMT -5
Mark Force : I cannot believe you took the time to write me a letter! We’re BFFs *and* pen pals! Signed! Signed, signed, signed. Someone punch me in the face, I need to bleed my own blood!
Mark goes in for a hug , and Davey brushes him off.
Mark Force : Davey! You will NOT regret this! I’ve got big plans for the Super Sexy Pirate Duo. The Flying Dutchman thing is weird, and dark...but whatever you say captain!
Mark salutes Davey.
Mark Force : I’ve already got the big pay-per-view match planned out. I will come in, and put EVERYONE to sleep while you sit in the corner and sip moonshine. I’m also gonna bake you pirate-shaped cookies. You enjoy the snacks I’ve prepared for you while I single-handedly defeat these losers. After I’ve done all the work, you come in and finish them off. YOU win the World Title. All I ask for in return, is your shiny Liberty Title. Let me be the Liberty Champ after we have won you that World Title.
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Post by Devil Of The Deep Davey Jones on Mar 21, 2014 23:53:19 GMT -5
*Mark is suddenly goozled by Davey Jones and the crowd errupts simply because of the sudden action. Davey stares into Mark's eyes, and slowly raised the microphone to his lips as Mark begins to choke.*
Davey: "You know what the Liberty title means, Mark. OR maybe you don't? Either way, you had your shot, if you play your cards right, you will have one again. But no one will separate me from Marietta again... However... To prove your worth-"
*Davey cuts Mark's forehead open with his fingernail and signs the contract for him, then let's go of his throat as Mark falls to a knee.*
Davey: "As a sign of goodwill, I will let you be the caretaker of Marietta's Bronze choker."
*Holds his championship out to Mark.*
"Guard it with your life."
TBC by Mark Force.
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Post by Mark Force on Mar 22, 2014 14:18:48 GMT -5
Mark Force : Captain. I will die before letting anything happen to this belt.
Mark takes the belt, and struggles to put it on. The belt was clearly meant for someone much more fit than the King of Old School. His music hits, and he attempts to shake Davey's hand. Davey scoffs because , somehow , there is nacho cheese smeared all over the outstretched hand. Nacho cheese and a little bit of blood. Mark wipes it on his singlet, and drops the mic. He hops up in the corner of the ring and motions to the crowd before climbing out and heading to the back.
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