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OOC:- Not my best piece of work than again I always think that when writing a new character of mine, but it is something so hopefully it does the job, best of luck to my opponents Fenris and Courtney Pierce. To my partner Otaki really looking forward to this and happy to be your partner, let the best team win.
With that being said and this being my 1st Rp that I’ve done with my new character Quinton Cross hope you all enjoy this Rp of mine seeing how it's my 1st Rp I've done in a long time since the closing of SCW lol so yea hope you all enjoy as much as I did writing...
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- Gabe.
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“Surviving The Times”
Scene: 01
Camera: Off - Flashback
OUR story begins in the streets of Miami more so Liberty City, Miami, Florida, we come to see the projects, it’s spring and more so the 2nd month of Spring April to be exact, well the end of April you could easily say and it’s a Friday… folks can be seen coming and going throughout the day, the laughing of children at the nearby park can be heard playing, yea see the ghetto isn’t all what most make it out to be, yea sure the folks who reside in Liberty City work hard, they also live hard if that makes any sense.
Though one particular couple can be seen being rather happy for living in such a rundown, low income neighborhood, that couple being the de la Croisette’s. Sesugh de la Croisette can be seen rushing his wife Afeni out to their vehicle, now why would he be doing that you wonder? Mrs. de la Croisette was about to give birth and scheduled to deliver quiet soon at the Jackson Memorial hospital in Miami, Florida.
[[One Day later…]]
3:30 a.m. on a Saturday, March 01, 1990, to be exact, we come to see the Mr. and Mrs. de la Croisette can be seen being all smiles as they welcome into this world a baby boy, that baby boy would come to be named Sesugh Nahaje de la Croisette Jr. who when born weighed in at 6 pounds.
Though with happiness there’s also sadness at that very exact moment disaster would hit, though it wouldn’t hit the de la Croisette’s but another family 300, 000 miles away in a different state, in a different town.
What exactly would be the disaster you wonder? Well it could have been anything from drug overdose, to a car crash, to even murder, though one thing is for certain there was a disaster some place happening exactly at that given moment.
[[Three Days After…]]
March 04,1989, the sound of sirens could be heard as paramedics rushed to the aid of Sesugh de la Croisette Sr., Cross’ father who'd gotten caught up in drug deal gone wrong, what you thought this was some sort of happily ever after story where everyone is happy and lives a glorious life with no complaints or no regrets, fuck nah this the story of a street dealer by the name of Sesugh de la Croisette Jr. and this is his story...
You see at the age 14 Sesugh Jr. had learned the ways of drug dealing, starting out just flipping, and running errands for those already slinging, though it wouldn't be long before Sesugh Jr. himself would be slinging and having his own crew, more so those wanting to learn the game of the streets.
Though at the age of 16 Sesugh Jr. would come find himself behind bars for the 1st time serving a year at best after getting caught by an undercover police officer, sad thing is Sesugh Jr. saw it as a vacation for himself it wouldn't be until Sesugh Jr. turned 20 years old that he would come to find himself behind bars a 2nd time...
At 22 Croisette Jr. would come to befriend wrestling legend Gabriel ‘The Beast’ Cragen who'd come to mentor and train Croisette Jr. in the sport of professional wrestling, it was truly certain, when god created Sesugh, he created not only greatness, but something he hadn’t expected and that something would come when Sesugh would grow into the very man we’ve come to see before us today, that very man being the very man who'd come to be known publicly by that of his stage name QUINTON CROSS...
[[Two weeks prior to the Blast from the Past tournament being announced…]]
:: We come to open up to that of our hero ‘The Kingpin’ that ghetto n!%%@ your boy and Sin City Wrestling’s latest signee Quinton Cross, the man in charge of one of the hottest underground independent Hip-hop music labels, that label being none other then ‘Culver City Cartel Records’. So why are we at Cross’ Culver City Cartel Records’ you wonder to be honest not even someone as close as I am to Mr. Cross knows, one thing is certain is must be of importance for Cross to have us all here today that's for sure.
As the scene slowly begins to unfold more we come to see Cross standing with his back to that of the door to an office, though not just any office a conference room to be exact, Cross can be seen looking out one of the windows within that of the conference room, the Los Angeles, California city streets and highways filled to their maximum capacity as the sun slowly begins to set.::
Quinton Cross: “Greetin’ to those of you who are here for my big announcemen’ and glad you all could be here with us today on such a shor’ notice for today’s press conference...”
:: Cross says as he slowly turns around to see the various folks from both that of the wrestling industry and those within the music industry to even those within the news industry in attendance. The conference room of which Cross can be seen being in can be seen being rather large and fills with commotion as light bulbs begin flashing all over the room. Quinton sits down and begins to put pen to paper. As he finishes signing the contract. Cross then holds it up for all the press to see. It takes a few moments but the commotion dies down shortly afterward. Cross’ personal assistant Reginald Griffin looks over at his boss and smiles in approval before speaking back into the microphone.::
Quinton Cross: ‘Now I know y'all are probably here my big announcemen’ and shit but before ya boy gets to that and set's tha world a blaze, let's get to tha otha’ things outta tha way firs’ ya know wha’ I'm sayin’...”
:: Cross says as he reaches across the table he is sitting at and grabs his soda, condensation can be seen having built up around the soda and where it had been placed. As he takes a few sips from his soda he places back on the table he's sitting at and speaks.::
Quinton Cross: “As some of you may know tha debu’ album of my boy Capone is set for production this week so yea, tha afta’ party for that is gonna be atchya boy's nigh’ club tha Cleopatra…”
:: As Cross says that he signals for Capone to stand up for some pictures.::
Quinton Cross: “Now don’cha ya’ll go sellin’ these on tha street's they gonna be worth a lot more down tha road!”
:: Cross says as various flashes can be seen going off in the room around him as he takes a few pictures with Capone.::
Quinton Cross: “Now… now…”
Press Agent #1: "Mr. Cross! Mr. Cross!"
:: Before Cross can answer Cross personal assistant Reginald Griffins stands up and speaks.::
Reginald Griffins: “Now before my boss Mr. Cross makes his announcement I’s have one I'd like to make myself and that's we're going to hirin’ talent and expandin’ the Triple C brand as we’s speak…”
:: Cross smiles, before responding.::
Quinton Cross: “That is true, thou’ it'll be cross-promotion and yours truly will be at tha helm of it all ya know wha’ I'ma sayin’ and now onto a few questions so shoot ‘em out atchya boy!’
:: As Cross says that he's flooded with question after question, he takes on the first person he sees in the crowd of media in attendance for his announcement.::
Quinton Cross: “Yessir you there…”
Press Agent #1: "What made you sign with Sin City Wrestling and not some other promotion out there Cross?"
Quinton Cross “Honestly Reggie is the one who got me the contract deal with Sin City..."
:: As he says that Griffins steps forth and answers the question the press agent had questioned.::
Reginald Griffins: "Like Mr. Cross, there said I’s got him the contract deal with Sin City Wrestlin’ and trust me it wasn’ easy, I’s had to go throu’ loops and various meetings with both Mr. Underwood and Mr. Ward to get him signed due to his reputation and past history with the law, thou’ in all honesty who wouldn’ have signed the youngster, I’s mean seriously it couldn’ have been the easies’ and smartes’ business move they could have made. Havin’ Quinton signed with their promotion is only goin’ to get them more exposure havin’ him signed with them..."
Press Agent #1: “Why is that Griffins?”
Reginald Griffins: “Because he’s like a diamon’ in the rough and well with given time he’ll shine among the res’ if and if treated righ’. What I’s mean by that is if he’s given the chance to shine, he easily could end up becomin’ a big name not jus’ in their promotion but within the wrestlin’ industry in general which I’s know the kid will, if given the chance like I’s said…”
:: Griffins says as Cross points to the next media personal in attendance.::
Press Agent #2: "Mr. Quinton Cross! Mr. Quinton Cross!"
Quinton Cross: "Yessir you there..."
:: Cross says addressing the press agent who called out to him.::
Press Agent #2: "How do you feel being one of the newest talents signed to Sin City Wrestling?”
Quinton Cross: "Um, to be hones’, it feels quite good to be hones’. I mean I’ma one of tha hottes’ talents on tha scene as of righ’ now since tha debu’ of my boy Xanda’ Bishop who broke boundaries for G’s like myself so you know..."
:: As Cross says that several more interviewers again begin to ask questions all at once.::
Press Agent #3: "Rumor has it you were thinking of signing with 4 Corners Wrestling is that true?"
:: Cross smiles before speaking out again.::
Quinton Cross: "That’s a good question and allow me to clear that one up for you’s all, I indeed was, but in the las’ minute of signin’ a contrac’ deal with them Reggie here had informed me of Sin City returnin’ and well ya boy decided agains’ it. Now I’d be lyin’ if I said I’d not sign with them maybe down tha road…”
:: Cross pauses for a second, before grinning.::
Quinton Cross: “Hell you’s easily may indeed see ya boy at some poin’ in time inside a 4CW ring hell even maybe an Honor Wrestlin’ ring, but until then that shit isn’ happenin’ anytime soon as I’ma glad to be apar’ of tha Sin City family bruh.”
Press Agent #4: "Mr. Cross! Mr. Cross.. and what makes Sin City different from well 4CW or the EWC or any other wrestling promotion out there?"
:: Cross chuckles a little with laughter before answering the reporter's question.::
Quinton Cross: “Sin City isn’ some glorified promotion looking for a quick cash cow to milk and then kill off much like a few of tha others I’m assure have done… You’s see one thin’ er’body knows is havin’ a hot talen’ like myself would brin’ them to new heights if I had signed with them, but I didn’ as you’s all know... I signed with Sin City."
:: As he says that the room erupts with various interviewers throwing out more questions at him, as if he had just threw a bucket of blood into a pool of hungry sharks.::
Quinton Cross: "I’ll answer two more question for you’s all."
Press Agent #5: "What goals or championships do you see yourself going after?"
:: Cross chuckles a little more in laughter before answering the question asked of him.::
Quinton Cross: "Wha's up with all these cheesy questions? No, but seriously that’s for me to know and for you’s all to wait and see wha’ unfolds afta’ tha Blas’ From tha Pas’ tournamen’ which yessir before you’s ask if I’ve signed up for that I have indeed. Now as for championship gold goes I am indeed interested in chasin’ afta’ a few titles when tha time presen’s itself, las’ question…”
:: Cross says as he points to a gorgeous female in the back of the conference room.::
Quinton Cross: “You’s there.”
Press Agent #6: “Yes, can we expect to see more promoting and producing music from you here at your label once you get more established?”
Quinton Cross: “That’s always goin’ to be passion numba’ one and somethin’ I’ll neva’ give up. It’s jus’ somethin’ I love to do and to be hones’ it’s not even work for me, it’s more of a pleasure for ya boy if anythin’ to be hones’.”
:: As Cross says that he waves goodbye as he exits the conference room area through a backdoor avoiding any snapping photographs and press agents blurting out questions at him, as he exits through a backdoor Griffins stands back up and begins to speak again.::
Reginald Griffins: "Thank you’s all for comin’ out an’ we’s will come to see you’s all very soon when my boss Mr. Quinton Cross debu’s within Sin City Wrestlin’, until then you’ll jus’ have to wait an’ see when the magic unfolds!”
:: As Griffins says that he leaves the conference room area walking on out through the same backdoor exit area his boss Quinton Cross had done so moments before, as he does the video feed to today’s press conference ends....]]
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“Dem Boyz”
Scene: 02
Camera: Off
[[Three Hours after the press conference…]]
:: THE scene opens up and a few photographers and media personal can be seen having staggered behind at a last attempt in hope of hopefully getting more information out of Cross as he walks through the lobby doors of his record studio. Once through the glass double doors of his studio building he’s swarmed by those who staggered behind awaiting for his departure.
Press Agent # 01: “Mr. Cross do you like the life you live?”
Quinton Cross: “Damn right I like tha life I live, ‘cause I wen’ from negative to positive bruh”
Press Agent # 02: “Cross, Cross…”
:: Cross ignores the last heard voice of another press personal as he’s greeted by that of his limousine driver Harold Jefferson. As Cross is greeted by his limousine driver Mr. H. Jefferson, Jefferson opens one of the limousine doors and allows Cross to get inside of it, the duel known publicly as Reckless Youth can be seen sitting inside already..::
Harold Jefferson: “Where to Mr. Cross?”
Quinton Cross: “Whoa Jefferson why are they-?”
:: Before Cross can even finish Mac Dre of Reckless Youth speaks out from inside Cross’ personal limousine.::
Mac Dre: “Hey yo Q we’s like to talk to ya ‘bout inkin’ a deal witcha if you’s know wha’ I’s mean?”
:: As Dre says that his brother M-18 nods in agreement with what his older brother just said to Cross as Cross looks over at him.::
M-18: “No joke Cross we’s wanna sign…”
Quinton Cross: “Now you’s wanna sign when me and mine’s is blowin’ up when Darius’ Poppin’ wha’ eva’ tha damn name was cut ties with ya’ll afta’ Bishop and he get locked up in tha pen, you’s got jokes…”
:: Cross says as the limousine door to his personal limousine shuts behind him as the older brother of Reckless Youth, Mac Dre speaks.::
Mac Dre: “Firreals bruh don’ play?”
:: As Dre says that a devilish grin appears on Cross’ face, allowing both brothers to think he’s going to turn them away, before he speaks.::
Quinton Cross: “Nah bruh you’s good we’ll get them deals inked up for ya’ll afta’ all you’s two family you’s know that...”
M-18: “We’s betta bruh we’s go way back to our childhood days…”
Mac Dre: “Righ’ shit I’s rememba’ when Ms. Jackson would be yellin’ atchya for leavin’ the fron’ yard of the group home bruh.”
Quinton Cross: “Bruh that shit isn’ funny bruh!”
:: Cross says in a serious tone of voice, before breaking into laughter.::
Quinton Cross: “Sh… she… she’d scream and scream at me.”
:: Cross said trying not to laugh.::
M-18: “Bruh she’d come stormin’ out all red face and shit while we’s laughed and laughed.”
Quinton Cross: “Righ’ shit was hilarious as fuck.”
:: As Cross said that, the window that divided him from his personal driver Mr. H. Jefferson began to lower as it did Jefferson could be seen looking back at him through the rearview mirror of the limousine.::
Harold Jefferson: “Um sorry to bother you Mr. Cross but where would you like to go?”
Quinton Cross: “Hmm, fella’s?”
:: Cross questioned his two childhood friends Mac Dre and M-18 as his personal driver Mr. H. Jefferson awaited for his next order to be given to him.::
Mac Dre: “I’s don’ care, you’s M?”
:: Dre says looking over at his younger brother.::
M-18: “Same bruh…”
Quinton Cross: “Okay then, um to tha crib then Jefferson!”
Harold Jefferson: “As you request sir.”
:: Cross’ personal driver says as the window divider that separates him from Cross begins to roll back up.::
Quinton Cross: “You’s all missed tha big tittied roun’ ass moma who was at my press conference this afta’noon. God did I jus’ wanna piece of that ass and you’s know wha’ bitch prolly would have let me to righ’ then and there if it was jus’ her and I.”
:: Cross says with a nod.::
Mac Dre: “Nah bruh you’s to damn ugly…”
M-18: “Righ’...”
Quinton Cross: “Ah, I gotch you’s, you’s wanna clown and fuck aroun’ like that ok… I gotch you’s!”
Mac Dre: “Ah fuck…”
M-18: “Fuck.”
Quinton Cross: “Nah firreals thou’ bitch was bangin’ as fuck thou’!”
:: Cross says in a more serious voice.::
Mac Dre: “Bruh I’s doub’ ‘dat shit…”
M-18: “Righ’, hell bruh you’s though’ Betty was hot in ‘da 8th grade…”
Mac Dre: “Righ’ big ass glasses and acne like a damn pizza…”
Quinton Cross: “Okay, well at leas’ I got some unlike you’s all vergin’s till you’s were like 17 or somethin’.”
:: Cross says with a chuckle in his voice.::
Quinton Cross: “You’s know I love you’s bruh so don’ hate tha playa’ appreciate…”
[[An hour and a half later…]]
:: The window divider again slowly can be seen rolling on down.::
Quinton Cross: “Woa ya’ll hold up a min, yes Jefferson?”
Harold Jefferson: “Mr. Cross we’re home…”
:: As Cross’ personal driver Jefferson says that, both Cross’ childhood friends M-18 and Mac Dre can be seen astounded by how well Cross has come to do for himself.::
M-18: “Damn bruh you’s weren’ kiddin’ when you’s said you’s come up since we’s was kids.”
Mac Dre: “You’s not kiddin’, ‘dis G got his shit togatha’ and got paid firreals.”
M-18: “Bruh not jus’ paid, hella paid. You’s know wha’ I’s sayin’?”
Quinton Cross: “Hard work boys I wen’ from ashy, to nasty, to straigh’ up classy as you’s can tell!”
Mac Dre: “‘Dis ghetto G said he classy…”
M-18: “Bruh you’s still a G and you’s know it.”
Quinton Cross: “Righ’ you’s know it, thou’ with some class thrown in you’s know how we roll.”
:: As Cross says that the limousine backdoor where he and his two friends can be found located at within the limousine opens up and again are greeted by Cross’ personal limousine driver.::
Quinton Cross: “Thanks Jefferson, you’s may go now and boys Mi casa es su casa!”
:: Both brothers bust out laughing as to what they just heard Cross just say.::
Mac Dre: “Wha’ G you’s spanish now or somethin’?”
Quinton Cross: “Nah bruh jus’ sayin’ is all…”
M-18: “We’s know we’s jus’ fuckin’ whitchya is all bruh.”
:: The two brothers says as they walk with Cross into his home.::
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“Simon Says”
Scene: 04
Camera: On - Shoot Promo
[[Present Day…]]
:: We open up inside ‘The Kingpin’ Quinton Cross’ Culver City Cartel Records. Cross being one of the newest signed Sin City Wrestling’s signees to the men’s division. As the scene begins to unfold we come to be greeted by that of the porter who can be seen being one of the first individuals to greet us and SCW’s head reporter, the infamously named Pussy Willow as wes step inside the lobby of Triple C records, other than security and porter that include staff that be seen is the lobby receptionist.
A few other individuals can be seen being present in the lobby, some awaiting to meet Mr. Cross or one of his associates, others looking to sell themselves in hopes of possibly becoming an associated act under the Triple C banner. Though after a few minutes of waiting patiently, we’re finally greeted by the female receptionist.::
Receptionist: “Welcome to Triple C records, my name is Gabrielle Grey how may I assist you?”
Pussy Willow: “Name is Pussy Willow and I’m with Sin City Wrestling.”
:: Not believing Pussy Willow, the receptionist snaps back at her in a snappy tone of voice.::
Gabrielle Grey: “Um yea sure, is that your stripper name or something and if so Mr. Cross doesn’t have the time for that, he’s expecting some reporter…”
Pussy Willow: “Ok obviously you’ve never heard of me before, I’m the reporter he’s awaiting for…”
:: Willow says in a more serious tone of voice.::
Gabrielle Grey: “Give me a minute ok…”
:: The Ms. Gabrielle Grey says as she dials the extension to reach Cross at.::
Gabrielle Grey: “Um yea Mr. Cross some female by the name of Pussy Willow says she’s got a meeting with you. She claims to be with some wrestling company by the name of Sin…”
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“Yea... that’s the place.”
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“Ok, so send her up?”
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“Ok, sheesh…”
:: Ms. Gabrielle Grey says as she looks up at SCW’s head reporter, the infamously named Pussy Willow, as she does Willow can be seen being all smiles as the receptionist looks up at her, after having made an ass out of herself.::
Gabrielle Grey: “S… sor… sorry about that Ms. Willow, take that elevator up to the 5th floor and there you’ll come to meet Mr. Cross. Though if a red light is on lighting up a sign that reads recording in session, then don’t enter as you’ll have to wait until they’re finished recording ok…”
:: Ms. Gabrielle Grey says as SCW’s head reporter, the infamously named Pussy Willow makes her way on over to the nearest elevator and walks on inside it after signalling for it. Once inside it she pushes the button thats labelled with the number “5” on it for the floor Cross can be located on. After a few minutes the elevator slowly comes to a stop, stopping at the 5th floor of where Cross himself can be found located at.
As the elevator doors open, the red light can be seen reading recording in session. After a few minutes the light flickers off and outsteps Sin City Wrestling’s Quinton Cross, the man who’s made a name for himself as ‘The Kingpin’ of Triple C Records. The very man who looks to continue his legacy not just in the music industry but that of the wrestling industry.
As Cross looks to debut in the companies Blast From the Past tournament taking on the team of Fenris and Courtney Pierce. One thing’s certain Fenris and Cross looks to either a settle their social media beef with one another or continue as each of them have been at each other’s throats on social media.::
Quinton Cross: “Damn gurl…”
:: Cross says with a wide eyed grin as he looks down at the infamously gorgeous looking, blonde hair SCW reporter named Pussy Willow.::
Pussy Willow: “Don’t get any cute ideas Cross.”
Quinton Cross: “Who me, nah whas you’s think a G is huh?”
:: Before Pussy Willow can answer Cross continues on.::
Quinton Cross: “Let’s get one thing straigh’ gurl ya boy here isn’ some perv dat I’ma sure you’s used to dealin’ with. Ya boy here a true business man and well ya boy unlike his opponen’ knows how to attrac’ good publicity unlike Fenris’ biatch ass…”
Pussy Willow: “Cross you surely like referencing Fenris as a biatch ass…”
:: Willow says before Cross rudely interrupts her again.::
Quinton Cross: “Wells he is gurl firreals whas man wears spandex with a fringe?”
:: Before Willow can even answer Cross’ question, Cross continues on.::
Quinton Cross: “Ya boy Cross will tell ya gurl straigh’ up, a pompous pussy dat’s who and ya boy gonna show tha world Fenris a froud jus’ like ya boy had been claimin’ on Twitta’, biatch ass trick quit a circuit due to not wantin’ to break a hold, bruh you’s a biatch if dat tha case real talk…
2ndly, if Fenris was remotely a true competita’ his bitch ass would’ve broke tha damn hold, but he didn’ thus Gunna Daley won ‘cause Fenris a biatch and like dat nigh’ ya boy Cross gonna do tha same shit, Fenris you’s gonna up and walk when you’s lose on Sunday, April 15, 2018 when my partna and I walkou’ tha winna’s of tha firs’ roun’ of tha Blas’ From tha Pas’ tournamen’.
Fenris tha day you’s and ya boy Cross come face to face my G you’s gonna be exposed as tha real biatch dat you’s are and dat my G you’s betta take serious as you’s ‘bout to lay res’ again for dis playa’ goin’ huntin’ layin’ tha White Wolf to res’ oh and Fenris my G you’s betta’ watch whas tha fuck flies outta you’s mouth or I'mma hijack a plane and fly it into you’s house, and slit you’s throat so when you’s scream only blood comes out ya betta do whas I say… ah shit Fenris ya boy Cross didn’ say Simon Says…
Dat’s one strike agains’ ya and two and to go so you's betta listen up clearly when ya boy Cross says Simon says biatch for I'm not playin’ wit'cha ass anymore. You's talkin’ shit and not a single word is countin’ say Google translate again or how ‘bout you's translate dis…”
:: Cross says as he flashes the camera his signature "Culver City Cartel Records" hand gesture, (Please Note:- the hand gesture is similar to the hand gesture that of rapper "Jay Z".) before signaling to end the shoot promo of his.::
Quinton Cross: “Gurl now if you's excuse me I gotta get back in they're we's droppin’ a new track and ya boy gonna be on it…”
:: Though before Cross can make his departure, Pussy Willow blurts out a question at him, though instead of answering it Cross acts as if he didn't hear her blurt it out and walks back into the recording studio where he had been when she had arrived to his recording studio, leaving Pussy Willow behind as the scene slowly cuts out to darkness.::