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[ Roleplay Number: 57] [ 2007 W/L/D Record: 27 - 5 - 0] [ People Used: Mecca(JaeVeli & Maurice Bad)]
[ People Mentioned:
Darksyde, Miller ]




-JaeVeli's intro video & music-



"Great spirits have always encountered opposition from mediocre minds.
The mediocre mind is incapable of understanding the man
who refuses to bow blindly to conventional prejudices
and chooses instead to express his opinions courageously and honestly."

-Albert Einstein





... Tweaking into a whole new ERA. Step to this? I dare ya. Mecca? On a new level, 'bout to prepare ya ...

Regulators..
We regulate any stealin' of his property, we're DAMN good too..
But you can't be any geek off the street.
You've gotta be handy with the steel, if you know what I mean..
Earn your keep!

-Young Guns 1988

REGULATORRRRS!! Mount up..

-Warren G

Yup.. It's bigger, and better thangs..
Now, that I carelessly let my NuTz hang..
Big Ballin'. Shit, I'm Free Ballin'..
Refuse to be fallin'.. Steady not stallin'..

Mount up! You duck. I dare you..

Never, will I spare you..

And if you know, like I know..
You don't wanna step to this..
It's the Mecca era. Stomp you out, with a gangsta twist..

Nate Dogg, the west coast rapper taught me that in tha mist..

Step to me? And put ya name, on my shit list..
Drop back, fade-away, just a flip of MY wrist..
You're done. It's over. You can't touch this..
1, 2, 3. You fucks can't see me..

Who I be. You ducks can't beat me..

Tha Greatest to walk through the S-I-Dub..
And yes I stay high.. I'ma ThuG..
With a hint of luv. Rough, rugged and RAW..
You dumb bitch, I RUN Brawl..

Now, watch me stand TALL..

Every last one of you? Throw a weak punch, and fall..
Fall to Tha TrapStar, JaeVeli..
Puttin' butterflies in ya belly..
Don't bitch out now, on JaeVeli. Say something MILLER..

Come talk to this Natural Born Killer..

Mr. SIW Heavyweight Champ..
Wipe you out, like the rest of these tramps..
Yes, yes.. You just got a JaeVeli verbal stamp.
Bless, bless.. Fuck tha rest. When I clamp.

Gangsta Grip! 24's on my whip..

And here's your tip. Face me, and you better not slip..
Because Mecca will Regulate.
You fake.. Feel the sedate.
Don't hesitate. 'Cause I'm bigga..?

I dare you to call me a nigga..

I'll pull this goddamn trigga.
You fuckin' 'in the closet wigga'..
Come out the closet. Don't pause it..
Don't front. You puff dick, more than I puff blunts..

Don't you, Glenn? Come on, lil' bitch, show me sin..

Fuckin' homo.. Gettin' low, low..
I know, Erin's just a front.
She's hiding a dick in that cunt.
'Cause we all know you suck cock, by tha flock.

Over there, over here, over on tha dock.

Ya steady ridin' my BIG BLACK cock.
You white, wet noodle.
Do ya, like Vick does a poodle.
A-Town niggaz, with about six figgaz..

Authority of Atlanta?! Pssh. Bitch, please..

Do what you do best. Get on yo fuckin' knees.
It's a robbery. Give me your weak ass ego, and yo keys.
You don't know shit about the A-T-L breeze.
You can't even name a street.
So, never forget, you ARE beneath my cleat.

Sit back, and watch me EARN MY KEEP..

-JaeVeli



|| August 20th, 2007, 5:34pm. Mellon Arena, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. ||


[Hours before the beginning of Brawl, the scene opens in a corridor of the Mellon Arena, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Jack Kent is seen carrying a convo with a random SIW crew member. As JaeVeli brushes by them, with the SiW Heavyweight Championship wrapped over his left shoulder. Jack Kent suddenly follows Jae..]

Jack Kent: ..Jae!

[Jae stops abruptly, and looks over his shoulder, with a slyest smirk. By then Jack has caught up with him, and stands in front of him.]

Jack Kent: May I get a few words from you, Champ?

[Jae looks at his title, then looks to his left, as he makes eye contact with Jack.]

JaeVeli: Sure. Make it quick. I got people to do, and things to see..

Jack Kent: Don't you mean, things to do, and people to see?

JaeVeli: No. Jack. People to do, things to see.

Jack Kent: Ooookay. How ya' feelin' tonight, Champ? You ready to begin this tag tourny?

JaeVeli: ..No. I'm not not. There shouldn't be a tourny. C-Mac and myself have held those titles damn near all year. Nobody has never pinned us, or even came close to pinning us, for those straps. Am I wrong, Jack?

Jack Kent: No.

JaeVeli: Exactly. Now, the 'powers to be' just strip us of our gold, like a whore, in a whore house. Because the entire SiW knows nobody was takin' us down. Nobody. We got cheated. Even though, C-Mac made a couple bad decisions. That pretty much was a catalyst for everything that's gone down this last month..

Jack Kent: So, you're blaming C-Mac, for getting stripped?

JaeVeli: No, Jack. It is, what it is. He's his own man. He makes his own decisions. If he wants a disloyal leach on his back, and his nut sack.. That's his business.

Jack Kent: You're talking about Xtina?

JaeVeli: Pssh.. Next question.

Jack Kent: Okay.. You and Maurice Bad shocked the SIW World, last week. By aligning together, as a team. Everyone knows the tension between C-Mac and Bad. Was this your plan? To align yourself with Bad?

JaeVeli: Yes. I gave Maurice an offer. And look at me, look at what I do, what I accomplish? ..He jumped on that offer, without any doubt. I woulda' done the samething. But don't get me wrong. Bad next to the Cartel? He's the best on the Brawl roster. The guy's right there with me, with intensity. And together? We are Mecca..

Jack Kent: Where does that leave the Cartel?

JaeVeli: On top of this business, where it's been since the March. Cartel has went nowhere. Mecca is merely a branch of the Cartel. We aren't in disarray. We are growing stronger. We are trendsetters. Cartel starts to dominant. Stables start poppin' up everywhere in the SiW. Mimicking the Cartel. But NONE, have quite met the standards of the Cartel. None.

Jack Kent: So how do you think, you and Bad will do tonight in the tag tourny? Against Darksyde, and Michael Miller?

JaeVeli: Who?

Jack Kent: Darksyde and Michael Miller..

JaeVeli: Darksyde? Kinda rings a bell. But Miller? ..No. The only Miller I know? Is the cheap beer. He must be a cheap wrestler.

Jack Kent: He's a pretty confident rookie. Whom demanded a match against a SiW Champion.

JaeVeli: Yeah.. I remember that. Where's he now? ..Exactly. End of story.. But Darksyde? Ha.. I've been stompin' tha shit out of him for weeks now. I won't be surprised if he's quit the SiW, already. He's just another CHUMP, that Titan has thrown at me. Thrown to the wolves. Now, he's scarred for life. Yet, another life ruined by Tiny Cock Illustrated Coverboy, Kevin McColl..

Jack Kent: Well..

JaeVeli: Well.. nothing. This interview is done. Like your hairstyle, Jack. It's been real. But, the Champ is gone. Holla..

[Jae throws up a 'A-Town' sign with his right hand, as the scene fades black..]



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