Estaban vs. John Doe

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This match will be fought inside the confines of a steel cage!

The RP deadline for this match will be Wednesday, July 26th at 11:59 PM.

 

[John Doe]

FADEIN…

UCW training center a steel cage is the first thing we see as the camera zooms out. As we move further back away from the cage we see John Doe standing there a smirk across his face

DOE:

One, I got on up on you now Cruise. I have to say you are a great technical wrestler like you always have been. You are the top fish in the sea Cruise, and you compared me to a guppy.

Ah, it feels good to prove you wrong Cruise. There is something that is disappointing though. I went from wrestling the top man in this company to going back to some nobody.

It may just be because I have no clue who you are Estaban. Or it’s more like I really don’t care.
I don’t want to know either. I am going to be locked inside of a steel cage with you. Inside of a confinement where there is nowhere to run.

[He moves over to the cage and plants his hand on it]

Do you know what this is? It’s a steel cage. It holds memories, it holds glory, it holds pain, suffering, honor, victory, and defeat. This cage has crowned champions and it has stripped champions.

This Cage and its components tear skin, it breaks bones, and it destroys careers. Take all of these in and then think ever so hard of how you expect to escape from me. I want you to think of why you would agree to have a match with me, especially with the stipulation at hand. This cage is exactly what the fans want to see and this cage is not user friendly.

I was the first to step inside of a steel cage in EPW. I set the bar in that match. I set the bar in any stipulation match. No man has performed to the level I have performed at. You will not outsmart me in a match that I have set the bar at.

[He steps away from the cage.]

Do you realize that if I can defeat the ever so great Cameron Cruise that you are going to be a cake walk. That’s not a question, it’s a statement kid. You want a short compromised list of the men I have defeated in epic battle?

Troy Douglas, Cameron Cruise, Adam Benjamin, Jared Wells, Chris McMillan. The list keeps going. Your name will just be another name added to that list. There is no ultimatum, no other options.

The sweet smell of victory is in the air and it is in drift towards me. I know you may not be able to smell it; this is because it is drowned out by the ever so disgusting scent of defeat that is lingering around you.

This match is frankly a flat out JOKE. The only reason I will participate in competition with you is because the fans are paying their well earned money on this show and I am going to give them the night of their lives.

You can just sit there and enjoy the show. Or just lay on your back and count the arena ceiling lights. I don’t care what you do, just do me a favor and provide some sort of challenge. Anything shall do, any sort of challenge, even if you just give me a little girly slap in the face so be it. I don’t mind how you fight, just as long as you give me a reason to put a boot to your skull.

And that’s how I roll; I take boots and put them in head if I break your face, it’s alright ‘cause nobody knows you and nobody cares. And if they cared they lied ‘cause they wouldn’t the only people care about, know about, talk about is one thing and one thing only, his name is John. That’s me.

Yes ME.

The only entertaining factor in all of wrestling, the life of the party, the fun in the sun, the alpha and omega. Hello?! Does me defeating practically all forces known to man mean anything to the pea sized object floating in the dense mass attached to your shoulders?

Obviously not.

So I’ll give you a tutorial at our match.

FADEOUT

 

[MrWest]

(Close up of Estaban standing in front of a pure white backdrop. He is smiling. Slowly the camera pulls back to reveal that there s no backdrop at all, and the Little Cuban Queen is instead backed by the mysterious masked behemoth known only as the Midnight Rider.)

THE RIDER: So I have a question for you Jon Doe.

Does that mysterious Institute drag you in and wipe your mind each and every week or what?

Because that is the only explaination that I can think of for your ignorance as to the plight of my little gay friend here and the campaign of brutality that Commissioner Cloverleaf has been attempting to wage upon him over the past few weeks.

Well, no more I say.

That campaign is coming to an end this week. Because the Midnight Rider has arrived at the request of my good friend BG Bruce to make it so.

That's right Cloverleaf. That's right Doe. This little queer that you see before you has wrestled his last match. It will not be he that enters the Steel Cage this week. It will be me. The Midnight Rider - 420 lbs of hell on wheels with a nasty disposition and a taste for vengeance.

You see, Doe, the joke is on you this week. You have not been handed the cakewalk that you imagine. Instead to have been tossed into a bevvy of cage induced concussions and torn flesh. All because the Commissioner of UCW has decided to play his hand one flip to late.

He has messed with a force he would have been best served having left alone. And now payback time has arrived.

In the form of The Midnight Rider.

So you hold onto that list of folks you have beaten, Doe. Hold onto it tight. Because you will not be adding Estaban's name to it this week. You will not be adding any names to that list. Hell, after I get finished making an example of you, you will feel damn lucky that I didn't rip the list away from you and shove it down your ever loving throat.

Because the the Midnight Rider is the biggest, toughest, and downright ornery sexually non-specific hoss that you would ever hope to me in a dark alley or sunlit beach.

And you can rest assured that when you step into that cage to face him, you are going to end up getting served up the kind of beating that you only wish you could forget.

(The Rider musses Estaban's hair and they share a glance as the camera fades to black.)

 

[John Doe]

WARNING!!!!!!!!
The following is for mature audiences ONLY.
It contains explict material and may offend you. Reader Discretion IS advised.​

FADEIN....

UCW Backdrop, all to simple.

DOE:

Did you not learn from the last time I had to cut a promo? Did you not witness me out wit Cameron Cruise? Or were you to busy playing with anal beads? Pay close attention to the following, Estaban.

I have been hand chosen by the OWNER of this company to put set a prime example of how not to mess with him. He could have chosen any member of the roster, he chose me to put your ass in check.

I mean that alone is a complete justified reason why I wouldn’t step inside of a steel cage with myself. Out of pure FEAR. I also honestly believe you have wrestled your last match, I can see it now! You not stepping in that cage and Mr. Cloverleaf saying two words “You’re Fired”. A mocking tone of Donald Trump, but nonetheless I guess if that is what you want.

I believe you not entering the ring is doing wrestling fans and wrestling in general a service. We don’t need anymore MWG’s, Beu Michaels, or Estaban’s in the wrestling community. We want solid wrestlers who are not in it to rub up on another man.

I have seen everything in this business, but homosexuals are the one thing that disgust me. I don’t need your AIDS. I really would rather just pin you down with my foot. But since you are being ever so nice and not getting in the ring with a dominate force such as myself I guess we won’t have to worry about that.

In fact I want you to send the man you have up your sleeve in the ring with me. Maybe then you will truly understand why you don’t f*ck with me. I want you to understand that I am not playing any games. I am not playing hide the rainbow, I'm certainly not playing in the gay games. I am playing lets whoop the little faggot and not being arrested for a hate crime.

Hell.

Many Americans today would pay big money to beat the purple out of you. I get to do it for enjoyment and to prove the corporate heads that I deserve a title shot.

Oh by the way, this match won’t hurt any less….even with the ‘Anal Ease‘.

I personally suggest not even showing up at Revolution. I think you will be doing yourself, and your slave man a lot of trouble if you spared yourself from the beating you will receive, but who the hell knows, maybe you enjoy the thought of being beat till blood comes from the wounds I am going to provide.

It’s not a hard concept to grasp. I am going to beat the cum out of your ass. I am going to kick the living **** out of you you little fairy. And once I am have completed the mission that Mr. Cloverleaf has provided for me, well, there is only one more thing to do….

Go home.

FADEOUT.