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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: badboy on July 20, 2012, 04:40:43 PM
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(The scene opens inside of a luxery office in the home of "Wrestling's Bad Boy" Matt Barnes in Venice Beach. Matt is sitting in front of the laptop about to record a viral blog on the SCW website. All you can see in the picture is him wearing a backwards Angel’s baseball gap and he is not wearing a shirt. He flexes his pec muscles and arms a few times in the camera. He smirks as he knows how much everyone loves seeing the picture perfect body of the Bad Boy. He leans back in the chair and begins.)
“I’m sure you’re all disappointed you haven’t seen my beautiful face the last few weeks. In fact I realize the last month or so I haven’t been around and available all that much for my adoring fans…Well…truth is…I have had better and more important things to tend to. A few business ventures called and needed my direct attention. So I had no choice but to skip out on a few appearances lately for SCW. But shit what can I do? That’s the price of being successful I guess. But no fear the Bad Boy is back now. And for the time being I’m focused on matters here in the SCW.”
“Now the landscape of my early career here in SCW has been a little rocky to say the least. Starting with the fact that I lost three of my first four matches...But come one even us great ones have learning curves right? I’m only four matches into my future legendary career, even someone as great as myself will have a tough time with these guys that have been doing this for their entire pathetic lives. So I just chalk those early loses up to on the job training and learning experiences. Also I don’t think the staff here is doing Matt Barnes’ any favors. They clearly don't want to see me rise to the top in any hurry. After all look at the competition they are throwing my way. First I get the inbred and complete white trash Lucas Darby. Then they put me in a match with a retarded superhero wannabe and lunatic in Frost. I mean what they hell are Christian and Mark doing to me with those opponents? I mean why not give me a somewhat rational human being to let me ease into this wrestling business. Instead they give me two psychos who are anything but normal. They are capable of losing it at any moment. They remind me of all those serial killers and other murders who go to court and plead insanity. For the time being they are hanging by a thread than they finally snap. I feel like they are the epitome of these types of people. So not only am I trying to better myself and learn the ropes of this business in my first few matches, but I also have to look out for my physical safety at the same time. I mean wow. Thank you SCW for setting the Bad Boy up to fail.”
“Then just a couple weeks ago I get a tag team match where they partner me with a fucking twat from England that I have zero reasoning to associate myself with. So not only was I already behind the eight ball with that set up, but I once again have to face the maniac Frost but also Alexis Koja, or whatever the fuck that drunk Russians name is. So once again it appears that management was stacking their chips against the Bad Boy, but I still wasn’t going to back down. I thought I still had it in me to overcome that and get back in the win column, but even I’m not good enough to overcome all that PLUS adding in the party horde and that jackass Jamie Staggs sticking his nose in my match. It was just a little too much for your boy to overcome. So it must have been another happy night for the SCW heads seeing Matt Barnes held back one last night. “
“Then even more recently I get a call from my manager Gus Jones. And apparently he has had enough. Apparently Gus is one of those losers who just quits when things start off a little slow. He’s apparently one of those who give up right away at the first sign of adversity. As he called me and told me he was done managing me and wished me luck the rest of the way here in SCW. He tried explaining his reasons for leaving me. Saying my head wasn’t in it or something or I wasn’t open to suggestions or something to that effect. I don’t really know I honestly wasn’t really paying any attention. I was too busy being my awesome self and didn’t want to listen to that quitter one second longer.”
“So I’m sure a typical man with a rough start to a career like this might walk away. He might admit he was over his head and tuck his tail and leave. And for a moment I thought..hey…maybe I should do the same…But then I remembered…I’m Matt Fucking Barnes…and I don’t do shit like that. I don’t let anything stop me from achieving what I want. I set out to be the future of this sport and so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”
“And it all starts with you Bruce Evans. This Sunday at the War Memorial Gymnasium the Bad Boy Era truly begins. I’m done letting everyone hold me down. People want to fight to keep me from the top spot. Then it’s time I fight back and take it from them. People have been calling me out asking why I’m called “Wrestling’s Bad Boy.” They act like they don’t see what I’m capable of. Instead they insist on poking the bear and bringing that side out of me. Well they’re about to get it. You want the Bad Boy so that’s exactly what you’re going to get. And unfortunately for Evans he is going to find out just what that nickname means. I’ve had a few people tell me that he is a bad man too. That he’s someone I should be leery of as well. But I’m not buying it. I know for a fact this dude is not ready for what I’m about to give him. And he doesn’t have enough to keep me from getting back into that win column. So let’s bring Sunday on. I’m ready to get the actual Bad Boy era going. It’s time to officially start the legendary career of Matt Barnes.”
“Now you losers have a great day. And tune it to Climax Control to see some true wrestling skillz by “Wrestling’s Bad Boy” Matt Barnes.”
(And with that Matt flexes one last time for the camera and shuts it down.)