_-Caution| ladies and gentlemen, you're about to enter the world of one Arias VanPeirce. Easily offended? Fuck off, before I traumatize you for life. If blood, violence, gore, stupid humor,religious jokes, sexist jokes, and a whole lot of fucking sound a little too outrageous for your tastes, then grab your purse, adjust your skirt and get the fuck out of my sight. the cameras open up with Arias Van Peirce sitting on his bed in nothing but a towel. His hair is still wet from the shower he just got out of and you can see the strain on his shoulders from the new about his brothers death. Everything was so simple before this, and he had just started to get over his brothers death and now this happens. It was bull shit in Arias‘s mind he knew he had nothing to do with his brothers death but he also knew that many innocent men are sitting in jail right now. Why the hell would he want to kill his brother any way, and that was going to be one of the many questions he would be asking the police officer today at one o‘clock. With a sigh Arias fell back onto the bed and put his hands behind his back. He was living the dream and he knew it. He had two beautiful women that he could have when ever he wanted, he was underfeed and arguably one of the best superstars in the VWF locker room and he was soon to become the Intercontinental champion after winning the middle weight battle royal. “Everything okay sweety?” Came sweet sexy voice of Melissa asking the question from the bathroom. “Everything find hun, I’m just thinking about Tony. ” “Oh,”she said and deicide to leave it at that. Melissa knew that Tony VanPeirce was a very touch subject for arias, especially now. “So, sam and I are going to go down to the shoot today. We got a call back from those picture we sent in of us and yeah we might get contracts with this up and coming modeling company.” “Yeah?” “Yeah, no shitting you.” “That’s sweet. I hope you guys get it. You should and I mean if you don‘t you could always come home and model for me.” “Well, we where going to do that either way.” Came Sam’s voice from behind arias. She had come into the room with him also in nothing but a towel and crawled onto the bed behind him after he had sat up. She started to rub his tense shoulder with he ultra soft hand and genially nibble his neck and he leans back into her. “Really?” “Yeah.” Sam whispered into his ear has her hand slid up and down the muscles in his back. Arias turned his head to her and started to tenderly kiss her soft plump lips. She pulled him down onto the bed and continued to kiss him, swiftly swinging her leg over him and slitting on his rock hard abs Sam smiled down at him. “If your lucky.” Arias slid his hand slowly up her leg and under her towel revealing her tan thigh, his hand continued up making it way to her hip. His other hand found the same spot on the other side and then before he could do anything sam slid herself up on him, letting the towel cover his face and she started to grind on his face. Se started to moan softly, reaching up and squeezing he tit and she began to buck her hips harder into Arias’s face. Suddenly the doorbell rings and Arias gowns limp on the bed and sighs. Sam crawls off of him and then licks his lips and slides her tongue into his mouth. The bell sound over and over again and Arias sighs one last time before he gets up. “I‘m coming I‘m coming, hold on.” Arias opens the door and Dustin, Melissa‘s brother is standing there. “Arias.” “Dustin, what the hell are you doing here?” “Well, you know how you asked me to do some research on your brother?” “Come in, and talk to me.” Arias moves to the side and Dustin walks in, and flops on the couch as arias sits in the black leather chair across from him. “So?” “So I found out that your brothers flight was delayed because of and engine malfunction and that he had to take plane 624 instead of 761.” “So what?” “The the person, if any, who killed your brother couldn‘t be you because you thought he was on a different plane.” “True but I don‘t think that will get my ass off the hook.” “Well I also found out that there is a website dedicated to you on the net.” “yeah and?” “Well on the day of your brothers Death there was a posting of a Guy that goes by the Name AVPisGOD. It talks about how you and your brother don‘t get alone and how your brother tends to upset you.” “Tony did piss me off and I was open about that.” “Yes but how would this guy have known that you knocked out tony‘s girlfriends brother before the wedding.” “He would have had to be there.” “Right.” “ok, where are you going with this dustin?” “Just listen for once.” “OK.” “Now about ten minutes before your brothers plane went down AVPisGOD posted this. T says ‘the problem will be solved. AVP is my god and I shall honour him. 20 minutes after your brother’s plane went down and he posted this. ‘problem solved my god.’. So congratulations you got your first stalker’” “Go me.” Arias slaps dustin’s shoulder and the cameras fade out. Doz\. The cameras reopen in the interrogation room of the Miami day police officers. Arias VanPeirce is sitting in the blue plastic pair with his hands clasped and his eye focused on the detective asking questions. Arias seems calm and cool just nodding and answering but to anyone who knows him when he gets like that he is just like a duck on the pound. On the surface everything is fine, but under it all the legs are going a mile a minute. “Tell me again what happened the day your brother left?” “For real man I have told you this story a hundred fucking times.” “do I look like I‘m joking Arias.” “We got into an argument about me moving to Miami and him moving up here that was it.” “So why did you move to miami after he died?” “to look after my niece and nephew.” “Who you haven‘t seen in?” “almost a month.” “Why is that feel kinda guilty looking into their little eyes?” Arias sighed. “yeah, I can’t bare to look at them knowing that they won‘t get to spend any more time with their father and knowing that I‘m the only thing they got scares the shit out of me. Happy now asshole? Oh and plus you have held me for more the an hour against my will, and you can’t do that so this is over, unless you want me to take it to court.” The cop looks at his watch and smirks. “fine you go for now but as soon as I have hard evidence on you I can detain you for hours and days at a time.” “Yep that you can.” “and I will.” Arias scoffs and stands up walking out of the door and slamming into a guy caring hot coffee. The coffee dumps down the front of arias and ruins his new AVP shirt, plus it burns like hell arias looks at the kid who looks to be maybe eighteen and smirks. “Hey kid, around here it‘s just like hockey. Always keep your head up.” the kid smiles and says nothing. He turns on his heels and goes to get a new coffee and arias walks out as the scene fades out. Tres\. Arias slowly climbs the stairs to his apartment, getting a workout and tired all thanks to the broken fucking elevator. He opens the silver door and walks out toward his apartment. There on the door is a new sticky note saying ‘problem solved my god. AVPisGOD’. Arias doesn’t know what it means and he cumples it up. He walks in and smiles a the two girls passed out n the couch and the amount of alchol laying around them. They must have got their job or have been realy thirsty when they got home. Arias smiled once again and went into the kitchen grabbing a bottle of kokanee out of the fridge he cracks it and slams half of it down. He walks into the living room one last time and turns on the TV. The new is on and he can’t find the remote so he starts to watch. Suddenly a picture of a kid flashes up. The same kid Arias ran into at the cop station and under it, it says murdered or suicide?. Arias stares at the screen in aww and then opens up the crumpled piece of papr and stares at it. “Fuck me.” Suddenly Arias’s phone vibrates and he flips it open not recognising the number he looks at the text and shakes his head, looking around nervously. He drops his phone and wakes the girls up the best he can taking them into the bedroom as the cameras fade in on his phone the text reads ‘AVP I love you and you should not be alone. Better get those two stupid bitches to bed. AVPisGOD.’ The cameras fade out as arias’ phone dies. Match talk Are you fucking serious? I mean honestly this is fucking bull shit. I know I’m fucking greatness and all but for fuck sakes this just pisses me off. All these fucks in this match are pussies. They haven’t even spoken two words about anything. I know that even if they did I would verbally bitch slap them to oblivion but come on people show some fucking heart for Christ sakes. I mean look at alexia for fuck sakes. She was a shoe in for the world title shot and look at her now. She doesn’t even open her trampy, herpes covered lips. Maybe she thinks she is to good for this match, ha, you’re a stupid bitch. You know what, I don’t even give a shit about you for fuck sakes. You have lost your fucking touch , therefore you have lost your edge. Not that you had one in the first place. You equal failure. Next on my hit list… well I guess I already got that fuck eh. Poor Poor Steven Jones. I snapped is fucking arm and gave him a concussion. It just pisses me off that I won’t be able to take that little belt away from him. Oh wait I did that already too. That is why it is sitting around my waist. See Jonas Allen know what the fuck he is doing, finally. Dandelion on the other hand If I had my way I would have hung the bitch a long time ago. Oh come on you all know that you want to do it. I mean for some reason the bitch seems to think the world owes her something and that everyone owes her something. She is a champion and she bitches more then her challenges. Your parents didn’t even give you a fucking chance did they? Lilly, would have been a good name because a Lilly is nice pretty, and smells good. Dandelion’s are useless, disgusting, ugly weeds that need to be picked and tossed away. Hmmm… Guess your parents hit the name on the head with that one. Go kill yourself and save us all you worthless shit stain. Do or Die, I did what you did, some research on your ass. You are the same old story of the kid that grew up on the streets, I had suck a bad life, boo fucking hoo. Every one of you guys are the same you all grew up on the streets you all have problems and you all have something to be mad at the world about. You know what, FUCK YOU! Juston Frost, the brother of Alexia. Wow, you must be proud that your sister totally out shines your ass and that no one ever thinks or knows your name. Look at me I’m Juston frost , I’m so great because my sister is great. Look at me. This is just fucking bullshit that your in the fucking match with your sister. I mean its not like the two of you are going to fucking win, I’m just saying that it’s gotta suck. Really why the hell am I talking to you. You fucking buffoon. Matt Arcara Do I really have to say anything about you I mean really your just a fucking retard. Hmm… The smart kick with down syndrome. We hate you but we all put up with your ass because you make us laugh. Really you’re like a horse with a broken leg. We should really just shoot you but we like you to much. Johnny Assgrabbin Fuck you is all I got to say to you. And the rest of you assholes can eat shit and die. Think I’m an asshole, I’m glad. You fuck with me And you will see That I’M AVP. And I’m cooler the Extacy. »Back