Post by xtremefate on Feb 16, 2008 7:57:40 GMT -5
(OOC: Guys IM SOOOOO Sorry about posting this late by a few hours its just I had planned to have this posted at about 11:30 but I had a party and I got pretty messed up and passed out. I'm so sorry but please let me use this.)
{Warning: This RP involves some strong language, Just a quick little note.}
The sound of horns could be heard, As I sat close to the cold steel in a fetal like position. The sound of the train running along the tracks calmed me. I was twelve again, Alone, scared, hungry although I was eating a chicken Fahita wrap from the Taco Bell before I decided to run home from reality, family and the friends that I didn’t have. I was running away why you may ask? The day was unbearable. It started off in the morning and we didn’t have any Froot Loops for breakfast so I was starving, Then at school I was pantsed and I had gotten the biggest goddamn swirly ever. If you thought that was all…Your wrong, I finally got home and I asked my mom if I could get the new Astro Boy SG1 Galactic Era comic, and guess what I got for being a good boy? Nothing. But what really did it for me is my mommy promised the night before for some Shepherds pie for desert and THERE WAS NO
ING PIE! So now here I am freezing my ass off because I never got some ING SHEPEREDS PIE FOR ING DINNER!
*Beep, Beep, Beep!*
TRB thrusted upon from his bed that was new because of his old one that had unfortunately caved in from before, Covered in sweat escaping from his arm pits, and face. He took a breather and reached for his asthma inhaler and puffed in about five shots. His eyes finally began to decrease in size as he was no longer in shock.
TRB: It was only a dream….But I remember it clearly that night, No shepherds pie…
TRB now was sobbing franticly
TRB: And because of that night, I changed as a boy…No longer “normal” as the “normal” people say.
He used quotation motions as he said his sentence.
TRB: That why I have this problem…I have an urge to pound people…And break them, because of the torture and agony that I had dealt with as a kid.
TRB was now out of his bed in his polka dot pajamas.
TRB: So the thought of Wez and Tristan Twilight being my unlucky oppenents, If gives me dear pleasure of breaking them and others, So come Superbrawl…Wez and his little partner, Tristan Twilight will be in a whirl of pain. Oh and Tristan after I’m done with you will be in your own little twilight zone wishing you have never faced this 300 pound monster!
TRB pounds at his chest with his pointer finger. As he seems to be losing his mind as he talks to himself.
TRB: So listen loud and clear. Back down ya here me? Because I, The Revolting Blob is going to break some bones Bay-bay!
TRB smiles evilly as he has the bare thoughts of his opponents lying lifelessly on the canvas.
TRB: As I think of it…Another match, another Blob Bomb, another victim…
He pauses for a moment.
TRB: Another win…
TRB stiffens out his bottom lip as he cracks his knuckles and slowly steps back. He then notices a Chicken Fahita Wrap that was on his end table from last nights dinner. He takes a big chomp out of it as he begins to speak once more.
TRB: Mhmmm…What I said.
As the revolting blobs entrance hits he waits behind the curtains to make his appearance the whole arena fills with a thick black smoke. After a few moments he pushes through the curtains to reveal himself through the smoke to the crowd. He gazes upon the crowd with nervous beady eyes and sticks his lips out giving a real deranged pouty look. We notice he is carrying a magazine, The magazine he has carried with him for 15 years since he started wrestling: He was on the cover of the Maxim magazine and was in a child molesting scandal. He continues to take small steps down the ramp and slowly makes his way to the bottom. He then Attempts to slide through the bottom rope as where he gets stuck and has to backtrack, But now climbs up the stairs. Once he walks into the ring he hands over to his magazine to the official and rips off his purple cape revealing his over sized chest hair and beer belly as well as one huge ass. He then practices a few pity jabs and such until his music ends. He then rushes over to the announcer and hijacks the microphone.
TRB: Ok look you stupid little rats, I’m making this short and bitter so everyone shut your pie hole or I’ll shut it for YOU! With an….Erm…Just let me speak! Ok now I am coming out here to just warn Wez and his Partner Tristan Twilight that your ass is mine! I’m serious too…Now look I have seen your abilities and there decent, If you were a level 10 knight on runescape..HAHAHA!
TRB chuckles too himself. The crowd then begins to shout “You’re a fattass loser…”
TRB: Shut the hell up! I had a dream last night, That brought anger upon my soul that I will unleash at superbrawl. I wont repeat my dream to you worthless pieces a trash because ya’ll aren’t worthy. I am ready as ever and I’m ready to kick some ass. Hell I could even enter the donut eating contest, Now THAT was hell. I am 3-0 as of right now and I plan on continuing my streak and I think that will happen you see, I have a friend…Who has helped me in my training and I am more then ready. I have also worked on my cardio. TRB then begins to sprint as fast as he can but unfortunately looks very pity he then took a too long of a stride and tripped over himself and landed straight down on his ass.
The crowd laughed hysterically as TRB was now in a world of anger throwing huge tantrums. He even grabbed a sign from the crowd and ripped it too shreds. He covered his ears and was now looking ill. He was going insane. Suddenly he bursted out of the ring and began to make a run for it up the run way. Just before he got behind the curtains all was know known, Last nights Chicken Fahita had just made a detour out of his ass onto the WFWF Ramp. WFWF then went to commercial break.
{Warning: This RP involves some strong language, Just a quick little note.}
The sound of horns could be heard, As I sat close to the cold steel in a fetal like position. The sound of the train running along the tracks calmed me. I was twelve again, Alone, scared, hungry although I was eating a chicken Fahita wrap from the Taco Bell before I decided to run home from reality, family and the friends that I didn’t have. I was running away why you may ask? The day was unbearable. It started off in the morning and we didn’t have any Froot Loops for breakfast so I was starving, Then at school I was pantsed and I had gotten the biggest goddamn swirly ever. If you thought that was all…Your wrong, I finally got home and I asked my mom if I could get the new Astro Boy SG1 Galactic Era comic, and guess what I got for being a good boy? Nothing. But what really did it for me is my mommy promised the night before for some Shepherds pie for desert and THERE WAS NO
ING PIE! So now here I am freezing my ass off because I never got some ING SHEPEREDS PIE FOR ING DINNER!*Beep, Beep, Beep!*
TRB thrusted upon from his bed that was new because of his old one that had unfortunately caved in from before, Covered in sweat escaping from his arm pits, and face. He took a breather and reached for his asthma inhaler and puffed in about five shots. His eyes finally began to decrease in size as he was no longer in shock.
TRB: It was only a dream….But I remember it clearly that night, No shepherds pie…
TRB now was sobbing franticly
TRB: And because of that night, I changed as a boy…No longer “normal” as the “normal” people say.
He used quotation motions as he said his sentence.
TRB: That why I have this problem…I have an urge to pound people…And break them, because of the torture and agony that I had dealt with as a kid.
TRB was now out of his bed in his polka dot pajamas.
TRB: So the thought of Wez and Tristan Twilight being my unlucky oppenents, If gives me dear pleasure of breaking them and others, So come Superbrawl…Wez and his little partner, Tristan Twilight will be in a whirl of pain. Oh and Tristan after I’m done with you will be in your own little twilight zone wishing you have never faced this 300 pound monster!
TRB pounds at his chest with his pointer finger. As he seems to be losing his mind as he talks to himself.
TRB: So listen loud and clear. Back down ya here me? Because I, The Revolting Blob is going to break some bones Bay-bay!
TRB smiles evilly as he has the bare thoughts of his opponents lying lifelessly on the canvas.
TRB: As I think of it…Another match, another Blob Bomb, another victim…
He pauses for a moment.
TRB: Another win…
TRB stiffens out his bottom lip as he cracks his knuckles and slowly steps back. He then notices a Chicken Fahita Wrap that was on his end table from last nights dinner. He takes a big chomp out of it as he begins to speak once more.
TRB: Mhmmm…What I said.
As the revolting blobs entrance hits he waits behind the curtains to make his appearance the whole arena fills with a thick black smoke. After a few moments he pushes through the curtains to reveal himself through the smoke to the crowd. He gazes upon the crowd with nervous beady eyes and sticks his lips out giving a real deranged pouty look. We notice he is carrying a magazine, The magazine he has carried with him for 15 years since he started wrestling: He was on the cover of the Maxim magazine and was in a child molesting scandal. He continues to take small steps down the ramp and slowly makes his way to the bottom. He then Attempts to slide through the bottom rope as where he gets stuck and has to backtrack, But now climbs up the stairs. Once he walks into the ring he hands over to his magazine to the official and rips off his purple cape revealing his over sized chest hair and beer belly as well as one huge ass. He then practices a few pity jabs and such until his music ends. He then rushes over to the announcer and hijacks the microphone.
TRB: Ok look you stupid little rats, I’m making this short and bitter so everyone shut your pie hole or I’ll shut it for YOU! With an….Erm…Just let me speak! Ok now I am coming out here to just warn Wez and his Partner Tristan Twilight that your ass is mine! I’m serious too…Now look I have seen your abilities and there decent, If you were a level 10 knight on runescape..HAHAHA!
TRB chuckles too himself. The crowd then begins to shout “You’re a fattass loser…”
TRB: Shut the hell up! I had a dream last night, That brought anger upon my soul that I will unleash at superbrawl. I wont repeat my dream to you worthless pieces a trash because ya’ll aren’t worthy. I am ready as ever and I’m ready to kick some ass. Hell I could even enter the donut eating contest, Now THAT was hell. I am 3-0 as of right now and I plan on continuing my streak and I think that will happen you see, I have a friend…Who has helped me in my training and I am more then ready. I have also worked on my cardio. TRB then begins to sprint as fast as he can but unfortunately looks very pity he then took a too long of a stride and tripped over himself and landed straight down on his ass.
The crowd laughed hysterically as TRB was now in a world of anger throwing huge tantrums. He even grabbed a sign from the crowd and ripped it too shreds. He covered his ears and was now looking ill. He was going insane. Suddenly he bursted out of the ring and began to make a run for it up the run way. Just before he got behind the curtains all was know known, Last nights Chicken Fahita had just made a detour out of his ass onto the WFWF Ramp. WFWF then went to commercial break.
Plus I want to develop him and his past a bit more.
