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Roleplay Number:
31] [
W/L/D Record:
5 - 3 - 1] [ People Used:
The Cartel, X-PliCiT ConTenT ] [ People Mentioned: Renegade, Metalgod ]
"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
Puff, puff, pass.. These fuckerz doubt me? ..Couldn't make it, without me..
I'mma beast, from the east.. To say the least..
Like Andre, I'm cooler than a polar bear's toe nails..
They praise this guy, that guy.. But not this guy. And to think, he's so fly..
You know what it is.. You know what it do..
Yo shit is about to be through.. 'Cuz I'm tooo kewl..
Stackin' these chipz, buyin' these whips.. And smackin' yo lipz..
With a Reality Check.. served..
I'm throwin' a curve..
Ball.. 'til I fall..
Smoke 'til I croak, drank 'til I can't..
Make you bitches faint..
In utter fear.. Stand clear..
I drop bombs.. I drop the truth..
Check my stats, see where I'm at..
One verse one, verse one.. I'll get it done..
When they scatter and run..
SiW Hardcore Champion, JaeVeli.. Leavin' you merked, and served, on your belly..
|| April 10th, 2007, 3:43pm. Greenville, South Carolina. ||
[Scene fades in at the Greenville Airport parking lot, JaeVeli with Trey & Cash, are seen getting into a black Escalade limo. The camera cuts inside the limo, where JaeVeli is relaxed on the backseat, as Young Cash sits on the left side seat, and Trey sits across from. Trey has been on his cellphone, the entire time. As Young Cash makes himself and Jae, an adult beverage, consisting of RedBull & Hennessey.]
Young Cash: Big pimpin' with the pre-order of what we need in the whip..
JaeVeli: Do it big, or don't do it all..
[Young Cash hands Jae his drink, and he takes a sip, without hesitation.]
JaeVeli: Damn.. I'm about to be loose..
Young Cash: On that Juice..
[Trey who's still on his cellphone, notices what they're drinking..]
Trey: You niggaz, is already drankin'? ..Damn.
Young Cash: ..Soft ass, nikka..
Trey: Damn, let me call you back..
[Trey hangs his phone up, and slides it on the seat, then looks back at Jae, and Young Cash..]
Trey: In six hours, Jae, two punks, two bitches, with nothing to lose, are gonna be in the same ring as you..
JaeVeli: ..So?
Trey: They don't care about your well-being, nor their own well-being. That makes them dangerous..
JaeVeli: *Frowns* Metalgod and Renegade?
Trey: ..Dangerous..
Young Cash: What the fuck are you smokin'?
JaeVeli: I know what I should be smokin'.. With this drink in muh hand..
Young Cash: ..Chyea nigga..
[Cash gives Jae daps, as Trey shakes his head "no". Jae looks at him and says..]
JaeVeli: What?
Trey: This isn't the time, for this shit. Get rid of the two rejects, then let loose. Work smart; not hard..
JaeVeli: I will work smart.. You two fuckboi's will be ringside, with me. To earn yo keep, nigga.. You know how it is..
Young Cash: No doubt, son. I can't wait to slap-a-hoe..
Trey: Pssh.. Nikka, you are a hoe..
Young Cash: Fuck you.. Yo momma's a hoe, ..my hoe..
Trey: I know you're not talkin' about my momma, bitch..
JaeVeli: Whoa.. You fuckin' Honeymooners can save that shit. Put it in the archives.. Open that shit, when I'm not around..
Trey: Honeymooners?
Young Cash: This coming from a nikka, with a girl, that's got him on lock..
Trey: *Impersonating Alizé* Jump boi!
Young Cash: *Impersonating Jae in a high voice* How high? Baby?
[Trey & Cash laugh together, breifly. As Jae laughs with them, then stops.]JaeVeli: Pay attention, Ren & Stimpy.. I was pimpin' bitches, and slappin' hoez, when ya'll was rollerskatin' in your daisy-dukes..
Trey: Rollerskatin'?
Young Cash: Daisy-dukes?
Trey: What the..
[Trey's phone rings and interupts him, as the scene fades black..]
|| April 10th, 2007, 8:30pm. Bi-Lo Center, Greenville, South Carolina. ||
[Scene reopens in the hallways of the Bi-Lo Center, in Greenville, South Carolina. Jack Kent stands there, next to JaeVeli, by himself.]JaeVeli: Make it quick, Kent. I gotta talk to C-Mac..
Jack Kent: No problem, Jae.. How ya feelin'?
JaeVeli: I feel great. I feel unstoppable..
Jack Kent: Unstoppable?
JaeVeli: Unstoppable..
Jack Kent: Alright.. You've been on quite a hot streak, since joining The Cartel. Unbeaten, as a tag-team, and single..
JaeVeli: Technically, Jack, I've been hot since my return, at the beginning of the year. I'm like 12-1. With that one lose being a complete fluke. I should be 13-0. I'm fuckin' hot, Jack. I'm back in the loop, and I know how to win. No matter, what it is, or may be.. I get it done..
Jack Kent: I can't argue with you.. Chris Macavedi and JaeVeli, The Cartel, World Tag Team Champions.. I must ask, how's the relationship with the Former SiW Champion, C-Mac? ..You should be honored..
JaeVeli: The Cartel's relationship is none of your business. But I am honored to be in the same ring with Chris. Or any proven SiW Champion. I will give respect, where respect is due..
[As Jae says that, Titan, Brawl's GM appears next to Kent, across from Jae..]
Jack Kent: Well, hello, Titan.. What brings you over here?
Titan: *Smirks* I just wanted to come by and wish Jae goodluck in his Triple Threat Match, tonight, for his Hardcore title..
JaeVeli: Yeah, I bet, fatboii.. Nice match.. But I've beaten them both at the sametime before, and I'm gonna do it again. Shit, I've beaten you before, Tiny..
Titan: Pssh.. fluke..
JaeVeli: Fluke? ..No, you're a fluke, with that flake you hang out with..
Titan: ..Jealous?
JaeVeli: ..Ha! In your dreams, slim..
Jack Kent: Are we talking about Xtina? The current SiW Women's four-time Champion?
JaeVeli: We can't get nothing past this guy..
Titan: Good work, Kent.. remind me to give you a raise..
[Titan said, as he tapped Kent on the shoulder and walked away.]
Jack Kent: Hmm?
JaeVeli: What a chump.. Give me the mic, Kent..
[JaeVeli takes the mic, and pushes Jack Kent out of the picture.]
JaeVeli: Let's get down to business.. Renegade? Metal? ..I've got it all worked out. I got Trey & Cash posting up at ringside for some insurance, in my corner. Though, I'm not gonna need them, to walk away victorious. But you can never go wrong with a lil' insurance..
Now, can you?
You two, won't even bother to do a promo, just to save face? ..Because you know the outcome? ..What?
Talk to me, boys.. Stop acting like some bitches. Step up to the plate, swing away. Give me your best shot. I fucking dare you..
I came in Greenville the SiW Hardcore Champion, and I'm gonna leave Greenville, as the SiW Hardcore Champion.. Take it to the bank, ladies..
So bring your barbed-wire 2x4, or whatever you two chumps have to used, so I can take it away from either of you, and beat the breaks off both of you..
Get it? ..Good..
[JaeVeli tosses the mic to Jack Kent, as the scene fades black..]
