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[ Roleplay Number: 44] [ 2007 W/L/D Record: 16 - 2 - 0] [ People Used: X-PliCit ConTenT]
[ People Mentioned:
Matt Uzi, NuTz, Maurice Bad, Chris Macavedi ]






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"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





Who are you, too point your fuckin' finger? ..I'm so hott, puttin' you through the ringer.. Get on your knees, take it like a bitch, please..


Mr. Big Mouth.. attempting to degrade me?
NuTzooooo.. You can't even bring it, quite like me..
Not my fault, son, take it like a man.. You and Uzi..
Too Maurice Bad.. Startin' to act like some fluzzies..

Startin' to piss me off, I'm about to set it off..
So I talk, talk, talk? ..Yes?
But I walk, walk, walk.. Bless..
One man's garbage? Another man's gold..
Don't know what you've been told..
But I keeps you in that chokehold..

Two days away, are you ready?
I'm comin' at you, straight, relentless, and steady..
Get back, or get stung.. All in your head, your dreams, like Freddy..
Crushing your lungs.. When you'd rather get hung..

I'm through playin', it's over and done..
No heart? Pssh.. Throw your tail between your legs, and run..
You gotz nothin' on my Gunz..

-JaeVeli


|| Monday, June 18th, 2007, 11:20pm. Seattle, Washington, Key Arena Garage. ||

[Scene fades inside the Key Arena garage, shortly after Monday Night Brawl, going off the air. A black limo, pointed in the direction to exit the garage, is currently parked. As JaeVeli is seen walking toward the limo. He stops inches away from the limo, and makes eye contact with the camera..]

JaeVeli: I really hate to be the one, too say, "I told you so"..

But.. I told you so..

And face it.. You love to hate me.. I make sure of it? ..Especially when I take Brawl, throw it over my shoulder.. and walk away from D.M.. tha new SiW Heavyweight Champion?

Ahh.. Let me slooooow down..

I gotta go through Brawl's Finest, first.. I know it; I see it.. I know what I'm up against, I know who I'm fighting.. For the last 12 months I've been here, I've been right here, watching, waiting.. Contemplating.. I've watched Matt Uzi lose to Doogan, on the BIGGEST stage of them all.. For his second lost to him, in less than 10 months.. Say it ain't so.. I've seen Maurice fall to the Cartel, fall to JaeVeli.. countless times.. Irony? His once tag team partner on Carnage? Sonny Smith.. A guy who bleeds Cartel.. No? Ask him..

Maurice, you can be damn near untouchable, when you wanna be.. But your heart isn't there. I can see you, now.. sittin' in the cut, watching us.. Waiting for the last minute..

Some kinda element of surprise? I know how you work, son.. I've been in the ring, with you.. Deep down, you're grimey.. You got this mask on, and you wear it pretty good.. Fake? ..Ha, I'm kiddin' bra. I'm kiddin'.. We know you're real, Bad..

[JaeVeli smiles sarcastically, as he leans up against the limo..]

JaeVeli: You got skills, Bad..

Just like Uzi..

Oh.. Uzi.. Speaking of has-been.. Let me ask you a question, Matt..

Do you know me? Huh? You think, you know JaeVeli? Pssh..

You think, you know what I've seen, where I come from..? What I've done? You don't know, son. You don't know shit about JaeVeli; only what I've sold you..

Did you see me judging you? Because of your skin-tone? Or the way you express yourself? Huh? Fuckboi..

Gangsta wannabe from the suburbs? Huh? ..Sorry Uz.. You're not so lucky. You wanna believe, I'm some poser from the suburbs. Huh? Maybe you'll have a chance? ..Pssh.. When we finally square off, face to face, and not from some goddamn turnbuckle, you'll then know what I'm all about. When I turn you inside, out.. I come from tha hood, Matt, with a lil' fuckin' up-bringing, been to Hell and back. Hit me with the BEST, you got.. I dare you. 'Cause that's me staring you down. Far from backing down, can't you see? You can play hard, but you ain't no killa. You got family, you got liabilities.. No? Stop me when I don't make sense..

JaeVeli's got nothing to lose; everything to gain.. Liabilities? Pssh.. Fuck that, let's fuckin' murder each other.. Who owns the stips to the D.M. main event?

I told you, I was walkin' into Brawl, winnin' 'beat the clock', which I did, and giving you, Matt, the rights to the stips.. 'Cause Big Daddy doesn't need stips, to walk away, Heavyweight Champion..

What?

You don't respect me? Now.. ask me if I care?

It's cool.. Either way, I'll beat the respect out of you, by the end of next week's Brawl.. So that's neither here, nor there?

Yes, I talk shit.. And I don't need your respect. But I do respect what you've done in the SiW. You tread that 'way', for the rest of us.. And I stress the word 'for'. Meaning, it's over, Matt.. Your time has come, and gone. Yes, the fans may love you, everyone in the back, may love you, but you know I don't. I need that title, I need that paycheck, it's my only survival, my only way out. I'll do whatever it takes, will you? I got nothing to lose. Just imagine how far I can go.. Whatever it takes, Matt.. Desperate Measures.. Show me your family? I'll use it against you. You ready, Matt? You ready to dance with the devil? Suburbs or tha hood.. I'll muthafuck your life..

You singled me out.. And we both know why.. =)

Let it be known.. JaeVeli's got something to prove.. I'm about to make this foundation move..

[Jae winks at the camera, as he gets in the limo. The scene fades black..]


|| June 23rd, 2007, 5:54pm. SiW Headquarters. ||

[Scene fades inside an office, where Jack Kent is seen sitting in a black computer chair, with a coffee table in front of him. The camera pans out, to see JaeVeli relaxing on a black leather couch, across from Jack. Jae slides his cell on the table, and sits up, looking at Jack, whom is paying no attention to Jae, as he looks at his clipboard..]

JaeVeli: Driving Miss Daisy? You wanna get this started? I'm not tryin' to spend my night, lookin' at you. No offense.. I just have better things to look at, than.. you.

Jack Kent: My apologies, Jae.. Let's get it rolling..

JaeVeli: Rollin'? You beanin' Jack?

Jack Kent: Beaning? ..I don't know what that means..

JaeVeli: Nevermind..

Jack Kent: Okay.. How are you feeling, Jae?

JaeVeli: I'm feelin' good, Jack.. I'm feelin' strong. I'm feelin' ready..

Jack Kent: Ready for what?

JaeVeli: Desperate Measures..

Jack: Ahh..

JaeVeli: Yes..

Jack Kent: Desperate Measures.. Main event, possibly one of the biggest matches of the year.. With the likes of SiW Legend Matt Uzi, former SiW Heavyweight Champion Maurice Bad, and the current double champion NuTz. All three are fan favorites. Given.. they've been in the SiW longer than you, Jae. Do you think this will play affect this Sunday? Or..

JaeVeli: Listen.. fan favorites? Or been here forever? Blah, blah, blah.. Doesn't matter.. God-given talent always rises to victory..

Matt Uzi, Maurice Bad, and Ryan Brown.. All great talents. And I guess, I can somewhat carry my own weight? Huh? But it's not about who's better.. It's about who wants it more..

Goddamn.. words can't even begin to describe my determination. Sand in your face, knee to the nutz, Reality Check.. served..

Get ghetto..

Jack Kent: Hence Desperate Measures?

JaeVeli: Hence Desperate Measures..

Jack Kent: You sound ready..

JaeVeli: I am ready..

Jack Kent: Well, let's sway away from D.M. for a moment.. Your 'partner in crime', founder of the Cartel, former Heavyweight Champion, Chris Macavedi, whom has been 'on leave', will be back in a few weeks. And currently, you are in a match, for basically his title, that he vacated. Some would say, there could be tension building inside the Cartel.. What are your thoughts?

JaeVeli: I didn't ask for this title shot. It was given to me.. I'm just doin' my job. C-Mac's muh nikka.. And when he comes back, Cartel will still be riding on top..

Taking over..

Jack Kent: Alright, let's do a one word association..

JaeVeli: Aight..

Jack Kent: NuTz?

JaeVeli: Swollen..

Jack Kent: Maurice Bad?

JaeVeli: Served..

Jack Kent: Matt Uzi?

JaeVeli: Done..

Jack Kent: SiW Heavyweight Championship?

JaeVeli: Everything..

Jack Kent: Desperate Measures?

JaeVeli: Mine..

[JaeVeli smiles, as he leans back on the couch, relaxing his legs on the coffee table..]

Jack Kent: Well, that's one thing, you never lack in my interviews with you.. Jae.. Confidence..

JaeVeli: Yes, a certain swagger, if you will?

[Jae smiles sarcastically..]

Jack Kent: Since you are as confident, as usual.. What if you lose this Sunday? What if you fail? You're not fighting some bums off the street, these are trained professionals..

JaeVeli: No shit, Jack.. I know exactly what I'm up against.. I always do my homework..

Maurice Bad? Technical guy, make you tap in seconds. Keep him in sight, at all times. He's slippery..

NuTz? Extremely powerful, but at the sametime extremely slow.. To much muscle, not enough agility.. Take his knees out, watch him fall hard..

Matt Uzi? Hmm.. The wild card.. Huh? Has he lost a step? Or can he show some vintage Uzi? ..Still innovative, still a legend in the SiW..

But Uzimania?

Dead..

Jack Kent: Speaking of Matt Uzi.. He doesn't seem to think very high of you. Maybe even doesn't think you deserve to be in this match..

JaeVeli: He might not think very high of me, and I don't care. That's not what's important, here. But the word 'deserve' has never came out of Uzi's mouth, about me. He may not like me, he may want me to bleed.. But he knows, I'm in this match for a reason. I didn't ask for this. He knows, I'm his biggest, most dangerous threat.. And he should be scared..

Jack Kent: Strong words for the legend..

JaeVeli: Has-been..

Jack Kent: You're saying, he's past his prime?

JaeVeli: Where you been, Jack? Stay with the group..

Jack Kent: What group?

JaeVeli: Figure of speech, Jack.. Let it go.

Jack Kent: *Chuckles* Okay.. Well, I had an interview with Maurice Bad, and he speaks high of you. But he also mentions that you may not have heart..

JaeVeli: No heart!? Psshh.. Get the fuck outta here. Look at me, Jack.. I wear my 'heart' on my sleeve. For fuck's sake. Even you can see this..

Maurice is one of the best in the SiW, I mean that. But I pulled the 'heart card' on him, back in the day.. That's old news. Nice try, Bad.. But take a step back, playa.. Check me out.. When you see me? You don't see 50%, 75%, 99% of me.. It's 100%, all day, everyday.. I don't hold back, and I tell it, like I see it..

It is; what it is..

Question my heart.. Bad move..

Jack Kent: Bottom line.. June 24th, 2007.. Vancouver, British Columbia.. SiW presents Desperate Measures. The main event, a Fatal Four-Way Heavyweight Title Match. Maurice Bad verse Ryan 'NuTz' Brown verse Matt Uzi verse you, JaeVeli.. And you own the 'Stipulations' to this match, after winning 'Beat the Clock', last week. So, is it true? You are giving Matt Uzi the rights to these very stips?

JaeVeli: I told them, I was walking in, and walking out, with the best time. I did, and yes, I am.. Ball's in his court.. I'm daring him to take it to the hole, like Kobe Bryant, take it to the hole..

Jack Kent: This could be a huge mistake.. You could be, just handing Matt Uzi the Championship?

JaeVeli: All in.. I'm not taking half the loot.. I want it all.. From giving Matt every advantage, I can give. Too taking him down with a Reality Check..

I'm playin' for KEEPS.. And them boyz better be ready to fight, to the death.. It maybe the first time; the last time..

May the best man win..

Jack kent: Well.. this has been an interesting interview, Jae.. Thank you for your time, and good luck Sunday..

[JaeVeli shows no emotion, noding his head to Jack, as the scene fades black..]





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