FWA: Federal Wrestling Association

[Almost Easy]

Sir Paul Burchill had woke up to realise that he had slept in this morning. As he sprawled himself across the bed he had a mighty yawn, and he stretched like he had never stretched before. Burchill then got up and began looking in the fridge. No porridge, as he had eaten the last sachet last night, and he had left the bowl in the sink, how nice. Instead, Paul just grabbed a Muller Rice, a nice Rice Pudding and Jam snack. Not quite breakfast material, but the fridge was relatively empty and he had no bread for toast or a sandwich. It was too much of an inconvenience to go out for breakfast. Today was just going to be a lazy day for him. You know, sitting in his own manly filth!

[Faster Than Light]

Today is a new glorious day, full of opportunity for Handsome Eric. Victory yesterday was very sweet, should have seen the look on Marcus' face when the trap was sprang. That was just comedy gold right there. Seriously, victory was in Marcus' grasp, then when he looked around, there is Jerry Oliver distracting the referee, then when he moved to stop it, he was caught with an Ice Cutter from Robert Gareth all in the blink of an eye. Marcus had this whole match won, but it all came crashing down for him in a span of a few seconds. It doesn't get any better then this people. Handsome Eric can't get over how well Phase One was exectued, it was just perfect. Handsome Eric would watch footage of it, and he was amazed how it all went so perfectly, as he wanted it. So yes, is there a match card for tomorrow's show going to be posted soon? That day is Phase Two of Eric's vast plans for the future. There is where Quintessence will be de jure born and the stable's nature revealed to the entire wrestling world. So yes, this stable couldn't have gotten off to a better start. Handsome Eric is right now drinking a cup of tea to get started for the day, then he will eat breakfast with his still injured best friend. Should be off the neck-brace soon. Oh yeah, this is the part where I get off to do some stuff.

[Almost Easy]

Paul had now left his locker room and he went to the gym. He was watching a couple of divas do some stretches in their ring attire simply because he couple. America is the land of the free yeah? Paul is free to watch whoever he god damn wants. Sir Paul was awaiting the match card for tomorrow night's Electrification, in which he hoped to be in ring action against somebody. Sitting out of shows constantly was getting a little annoying for Paul, and he wanted to expand on his 6-0 unbeaten record. Paul had decided to go back to the locker room, as his 'breakfast' did not quite fill him up. Paul had went to the fridge where he pulled out a Krispy Kreme doughnut, the original glazed one of course and began eating it as he still looked through the fridge. Not really much in. Chinese delivery would most likely be on the cards for later on tonight. Nothing worse than a Sunday for grocery shopping. Sir Paul Burchill just couldn't give a damn about shopping right now.

[GOAT Muffin]

Making a note here, huge success | Prestigious

Aaron Starr and Mr. Smiley are around at the moment, not up to much which means they're up to their usual stuff, just waiting around to see what they have to do tomorrow if anything. At the moment the two are in the halls and are having a chat about going shopping because Aaron Starr needs some things but needs a pack mule to carry those said things and seeing as Smiley is big, strong and doesn't have anything good to do he is a perfect candidate. But Smiley doesn't want anything, not a thing, so let's just say he isn't over the moon about the idea he's more just considering going along with it to preserve his contentness. I mean if he goes out he'll get annoyed by Aaron Starr but if he refuses to go he'll get annoyed by Aaron Starr. He would like a third option please.

[rtegedg]

JIMMYDICE_RANDOMHERO

After a morning of intense FIFA and an afternoon of play-offs, I'm pretty content. I need to step up my posting though. So, since yesterday what have we learnt?... Scrpn, he's straight-edge. Erm... Zakk Night is heel now?... Shocker! Dice thought he was pretty mellow, but suddenly he's all Shawn Hunter up in here with the bolds and italics. I should buy a bold and italic kit. Jimmy Dice is currently waiting for a match-card since the show is tomorrow..

[GOAT Muffin]

Porky | Prestigious

It's all about the Wigan cup runs. So in the end Smiley was dragged out with Aaron to do some shopping so the two of them are in the city looking around some stores. Aaron has a very extensive shopping list that he has to get through. One get some clothes so he can look good. Two get some care products like hair spray and fake tan so he can look good. Three get some video games, just because. Four get some food so his stomach feels food. Seems like a simple list but of course this is Aaron so that means a lot is going to be bought and a lot is going to be needed to be carried. Well guess Smiley is going to get a work out for tomorrow then.

[iSmex.]

And thus the vigorous workout was complete, or at least Jayson felt he had done enough for the time being. With training over, Jayson made a mad dash back towards his locker room. No doubt, he smells after such training, and the stench of that needed to be gone. So, locker room, shower, makes sense, right? So yes, Jayson wa shaving a good ol' shower; washing away the stench of his training. And yes, David, Jayson's 'Tiny Penis' jokes are so for the young kids who wear Dynamite pyjamas. Hell, what do those even look like? And why does Gospel know of them? Does he wear Dynamite pyjamas? Maybe, it'd explain quite a lot really... mostly why he is never seen with the opposite sex for example. Questions, questions, so many questions.

[Muur]

 

It's Sunday now and firstly, lol at Leicster. That's what you get for nicking our play off spot. Anywhos with today Sunday that means that tommorow is Monday and thus, Electrification! On the last show Marcus lost to "Handsome" Eric after inerference. Seeing that Eriic said he was waiting until Marcus had the match won, that means Eric KNEW that Marcus was going to win. Or he was rubbish on purpose. Probably the former because he ssucks Arse. Anywhos Marcus would be awaiting a card.

[GOAT Muffin]

Happy Muffday | Gabriel Gospel

Liverpool drawing and I found out I'm quite good on Fifa as Wigan. Also I'm quite good at penalties now. That's nice to know. And no Gabriel does not own Dynamite pyjamas. Gabriel's pajamas are silky and dark blue and hug the skin with a certain scene of elegance, they are not brightly colored with a face of a guy who likes to throw people in rivers plastered over the front. I mean come on can we try and be a little more grown up I mean I know that Jayson still has that thirteen year old emo angst going on but I would at least hope that his level of intelligence and his sense of humor was about that level. No surprise that that is wrong. Anyway Gabriel is in the arena at the moment, reading the paper. Stuff is happening.

[Almost Easy]

Sir Paul Burchill had mustered the effort to leave his locker room as he had to grab a couple of groceries. It might be time to go and work out in the gym later on in the day, as he was still awaiting the text message from management to say that he would be in a match tomorrow on Electrification. Speaking of which, has anyone ever seen or talked to the management in this place? The gym would have to wait as Paul Burchill didn't particularly want to go out and socialise at this moment in time, and furthermore, he was on the way to the local Walmart via a personalised car. What was he going to buy? Most likely high energy junk food, a shit load of Sunny D, some pop tarts, some pancakes, some Kraft Cheese and more Tostito chips. Omnomnom.

[GOAT Muffin]

Lads on tour | Prestigious

Sturridge with the hat trick. See we can have a quality striker who doesn't bite people too. That's a nice feeling. Such is being in a cafe. Aaron Starr and Smiley are having a break from their shopping with bags scattered around their table, Smiles having some tea while Aaron has food, plates of food, and some Cola too. Lovely. The two are enjoying themselves, Aaron being quiet for once meaning they can listen to the other tables.

"What do I think of Electrification? Getting electrocuted is rare but..."

"She means the show mate. Tell her you have two tickets for tomorrow."

"Do I?"

"Well... no."

"Then why would I tell her that then!? Do we have to take this outside!?"

[Rankon.]

REAL/RING NAME: MARK JINDRAK

NICKNAME: THE REFLECTION OF PERFECTION

HEIGHT WEIGHT: SIX SIX, TWO SIX FIVE

D.O.B: JUNE 26TH 1977 (THIRTY FIVE)

DISPOSITION: HEEL

FINISHER: THE MARK OF EXCELLENCE (BACK SUPLEX SIDE SLAM)

SIGNATURES: LIGHTS OUT (LEFT HOOK KNOCKOUT PUNCH)

BASIC: SCOOP SLAM, DIVING CROSSBODY WITH THEATRICS, STANDING DROPKICK

BIO: PERFECT DNA, PHYSIQUE OBSESSED, NARCISSIST

MA NAME: RANKON

[Mike™]

OT Jindrak will be added, feel free to start RPing, Dwayne.

[iSmex.]

Interesting selection by Dwayne indeed. So by now Jayson was once again out and about within the hallways of the Federal Wrestling Association arena. He had received a text from Sora not too long ago and thus learned that Sora was spending a little more time with her BFF; Lara. It had been a while since the two actually spoke in person, so it was understandable. But, this did mean that Jayson had to occupy his time himself, and no, he will not be purchasing 'Dyanmite Pyjamas' as Gospel seems to so fondly go on about. For the time being at least, Jayson would be currently strolling the various hallways, hands tucked in his pockets as he looked for something to do.

tbc.

[GOAT Muffin]

Is it time? | Gabriel Gospel

Is it time for Gospel and Addair to come face to face? Well not for the first time in FWA even if that was closer to being foot to face, but for the first time since that night one week ago when Addair made the biggest mistake of his career by striking out and taking The Messiah down. I think it may be, I mean the two of them can't avoid each other forever after all, there has to be a point when the two come face to face. I mean they work in the same building after all so it's sort of surprising they've managed to avoid each other for so long. But that will have to change right now, Gabriel walking down the halls as he prepares to go out and get some food, and then there he is, the Clown Prince himself. Gabriel looked in disgust as he came face to face with the fool.

"Mr. Addair."

[iSmex.]

"Goob'". The 'Clown Prince' would say as Gospel had approached him. He wasn't too sure why Gospel would want to, like... does he think Jayson won't kick him in the head off-screen? Because, whether it's on television or not, Jayson'll quite happily leave his boot print in Gospel's face. Oh well. "Sup 'Tiny Peen'? Decided to stop by... maybe even, congratulate me on the 'Hoedown'? You know... you should be quite honored, Goob. There isn't many people who can say they have a 'Hoedown' written about them. Bet it tops those World Titles, eh?". Well, obviously it doesn't. But, ya know.

[GOAT Muffin]

Hoedown | Gabriel Gospel

It's probably a higher honor that his AKW World Title. And Gospel has got his eye on Jayson at the moment, last week it was Jayson sneaking up on The Messiah that allowed him to deploy that kick to the head style he has been working on. Gospel won't let him do it again when he's alert to the danger.

"Mr. Addair, do you even realize what you're doing? I mean I know you think you're being funny but do you see me laughing here? Do you see anybody snickering like a child bar yourself? I think not. Do you really think it is a good idea trying to get under my skin like this? Trying to get on my bad side? Surely you saw Health Crisis and what I did to Mr. Heat, are you asking for the same? Do you want me to hurt you Mr. Addair?"

Masochism? Maybe. Gabriel won't judge. No need he already has many a time.

[iSmex.]

"I suppose the thousands snickering on Friday, and the likely hood of many more at home counts as just me then? ...face it Gospel. You having a tiny penis... it's... it's kind of funny'". The laughter was so incredibly loud, Gospel even had to ask for quiet just to be heard. Jayson alone laughing? I think not. "Aaaand... I'm fairly sure I was on your 'bad side', before Sunday. So, yes... I do think it's a good idea, and yes, I do know what I'm doing, I know exactly... what I'm doing. Ya' see, Goob'. What you did at Health Crisis, that was a one off, like many things you've experienced in your life. A female touching you one off. When people laughed at one of your lame jokes... one off. So you took the fight to a rookie, wahey!, bravo, so what? ...you act as though because of it, you are some kind of threat, in the ring. I've seen Heat since Sunday, he's still walkin', he's still here. So before you go off on another rant about how you are such a danger in the ring to me, I wan't you to do something. Get out that phone of yours you just can't bare to turn off, open up a web browser and look me up on Wiki... look at the list, that's right, a list... a list of injuries I have caused, a list of people who I've sidelined... it even includes good ol' Mikey; the guy who took you, AND your stable down, alone... then, then you can review what you want to say and perhaps... I don't know, come to a logical, sensible and fact based conclusion about who between us is really, in danger... Goob'". Your move, Chuckles.

[King Homer]

 

Spartacus. Bye bye forever Alex.

 

When we last saw Spartacus, the man was busy writing a promo, in which he hopes to express his feelings toward the many rude things that have been said against him recently. Hours later, and Spartacus still finds himself busy writing a promo, with many failed attempts seen around his feet. After attempting, and failing once more, Spartacus flips the table in a state of mad rage, before leaving the locker room he had been situated within for far too long. Once outside of the said locker room, the man decides that maybe it be best to do away with a script, and speak from the heart come Monday just like Alex did. As he had been doing next to nothing almost all day, Spartacus decides now would be a good time to sink his teeths into a nice Sunday dinner, as that is the greatest of Sunday activities. Common knowledge, the food served within the arena is horrid, and lacks all the important nutrients the might gladiator needs to smash faces within the ring. As a result, the beast vacates the arena, hops aboard his chariot motorcycle and attempts to seek out the most fancy restaurant in town.

[GOAT Muffin]

Four stars | Gabriel Gospel

Nobody laughed, Gabriel said nobody laughed so nobody laughed. Cretins don't count! Because they are cretins. And screw cretins. Gabriel could try and get angry at this moment but he is taking a conscious effort to stay cool, calm and collected. By ranting.

"Mr. Addair, it's Mr. Gospel to you by the way, but Mr. Addair I want you to turn your attention back to the one time we faced off for anything really important. Ignore all those times we faced off for no real reason just because some guy in an office felt like it and turn back to the only time me and you went head to head at a moment of important. Fall Fury, two thousand and eleven for the World Heavyweight Championship, for your championship. Do you remember it Mr. Addair? Do you remember that match? Do you remember who the one who was eliminated in that contest was? The one who was hurt? The one who was injured? Because I do Mr. Addair, I do all to well. It was you left clutching your leg as pain rattled through your nerves, left to watch as I won the title, as I took the gold you had worked so hard to gain and retain, unable to do a thing about it because you simply could not do a thing about it. Mr. Addair I do not fear you, I do not fear a five foot two, one trick pony who left Motor City Wrestling when the competition got too tough and your presence got overshadowed. I fear no man, I am a four time World Heavyweight Champion, and I'd like to make it five, which is why I'm going to take care of you quickly so I can get back to the position I deserve to be in, the title picture. I hope that's fine with you Mr. Addair. Not like I am giving you an option."

[iSmex.]

"I remember that event, Fall Fury... I also remember being the one to throw myself, over the edge of the stage... it hurt, at first, but I was back, competing... a few days later? A week, tops. See, you 'beat' the guy you pin... that wasn't me. Me falling off the edge was pure luck, you did nothing to push me over... in fact, had I not. Had I hit you, that moment in time; your career would have been over. Lady Luck smiled down on you that night, Gooby; thank your lucky stars". A PsychoRush knocking you off the stage... x.x. "The World Title wasn't even that important to me, Gospel. The match I won it in, was. I guarantee you, had Stokes and Brice not of had to walk away from MCW, you'd of stayed back in the lower card, where you belong. 'Cause let's be honest here, what do you even do to deserve a top spot? What even makes you, such a top 'heel'? I find that hard to answer... I mean, you're genuinely, one of the most polite people, I've ever met. You're polite, to everyone... even me, a guy who knocked your ass out a week ago. You don't insult cancer patients, you don't punt people in the head... you genuinely, do nothing to command being a top bad guy, anywhere... Maybe, it's because you fight dirty... so, everyone has a style, everyone has to do what they need to do to win. So you deny losses... denying being weak is a problem a lot of people have... You, Gospel. You genuinely don't have a reason to be a top guy, a top bad guy in wrestling... at least, it seems that way. So, I'm just gonna keep on kicking til a legitimate answer falls out that melon of yours".

[GOAT Muffin]

Eat my muffin | Gabriel Gospel

Come on now let's not get too technical about how Jayson got injured I mean we don't need to know all the details or the time constraints or anything like that. No no no that's ignorant. Also I am going to start this next bit with Mr. Addair, because it's what I do.

"Mr. Addair, did I ever say I was the top heel? Did I ever say I wanted to be the top bad guy? No no no, certainly not. I do not care about being the number one heel, I simply want to be the number one guy, which I of course am. You see the reason I am seen as a bad man is simple, it's because the cretins do not like me. Simple no? I mean look you come out and kick me in the head... I do not like it and I will have my payback for it as you know, but the fans cheered when you did it. You attacked me, jumped me, violently assaulted me and they all cheered for you. Now just imagine, what would they have done if I had done that to you? If I had jumped you from behind and hit you with a Revelation, would they cheer? No no no, double standards Mr. Addair, hypocrisy. Do I cheat to win? Yes. Do I take the easy route to win? Yes. And why do I do it? Because it has given me four World Titles, it has made me the biggest name in the business, it is why I am the one who deserves the top spot because I get myself to the top spot by being the best there is. But because I don't tell them I love them, because I don't crack jokes or sing them songs I'm a bad guy? What makes me the bad guy over you? I mean really? I a man who fights every night, who fights for the honor of titles and goes out even if my name isn't on the card versus a man who abandoned his own hometown when it needed him the most, who spat on the prestige of championship gold and just swaggers in when he feels like it, and I am the bad guy? Not in my eyes Mr. Addair. I am a hero, a savior to this business. I shouldn't just be the top guy, I should be the most loved guy too. But alas the cretins overlook me, for penis jokes. Am I wasting my time, Mr. Addair."

This is why me and Shaun don't always do Gospel and Addair conversations. This is how they always turn out.

[Muur]

That's one good speech from Addair there, above this. - at least it was when I started typeing this... Gospel's gonna find it hard to respond to that. Maybe. He'll bullshit something. As for Marcus, no card as of yet and so far Today he's just been in theGym, with him being able to see the bullitin board from inside. Once someone goes and pins up the cardm he'll swoop in before anyone else and then he can see who he's facing - if anyone.

[iSmex.]

"Abandoned it? A deal between MCW and Dragon Gate had been struck... borrowing me, for promoting MCW in the Asian market, Goobster. I was the guy who could hang with the competition in Japan, and the guy who could rep the Company... I thought a guy such as yourself would have little to no problem holding down the fort with me gone... not high enough to pull off such a feat, huh?". For such a top guy, you'd think Gospel would love the fact that he could rule the roost with Jayson away. But, it appears as though not even the great Goobster could hold things together. "You don't care about being the bad guy, or the guy whose loved... great, same here. I've been booed, just like what happens to you... even more so, a few years back... but even then, I wasn't content with just going out there and winning... no, you need to entertain Goobs. That... that might be why the people hate you, ever thought about that? You do as little as possible to win... and that's just, that's not fun. It's boring, bland... you need to switch things up a little. But, I hope you don't, not yet anyway... 'cause I want to test how far your 'dirty', 'cheating' ways that won you four World Titles gets you... when that comes up against my 'KOing', 'Smash Mouth' ways that won me five World Titles when I am five years younger, and had considerably less chances... not good, I imagine. It is after all; 3-2 to me on aggregate for singles matches between us, right? ...that kick last Sunday, that wasn't a one off, Goobster".

[GOAT Muffin]

"I will not eat your muffin" - Shaun | Gabriel Gospel

Oh of course Gospel loved ruling the roost while Jayson was away I mean he ruled it when Jayson was there too and was busy festering away in the midcard fighting men like Shawn Hunter and Malcom Brice, men not even on Gabriel's level. I mean come on the same night Gospel beat Cody Rhodes at MCWMania, Jayson Addair was fighting Shawn Hunter for the Atlantic Title. Really?

"Mr. Addair, did you not watch Sunday? Did you see me beat Mr. Heat? Did I look like the kind of guy who is scared by your style? Hey there was a man who was known to knock men out, and I knocked him out, and he couldn't answer the ten, the twenty, the thirty or higher. See Mr. Addair, I win, that's as simple as that. Now you can try and count all the times we've faced off if you like in matches that don't matter and I'll just point out that after your first World title reign in MCW was ended by me I went on to hold that title four times to become the greatest champion in the companies history, while Motor City's favorite son himself couldn't even get past the one. Now talk about not caring about gold all you like but you seem eager to spout of your own achievements too, so I don't see the problem doing the same. I don't like hypocrisy Mr. Addair, but then I don't like you in general, I find it hard to like men who act so obnoxiously to me, who jump me after well thought matches just to get in a cheap shot to boost their own already over inflated ego just that little bit more. You see Mr. Addair, I will not change, I will not set out to entertain, I will keep doing what I do and that is winning matches, beating men and taking titles for my own. Many men have said similar things to me that you have, questioning me, looking down on me, acting like they're better than me. But then I beat them, I always beat them. And you will be no different Mr. Addair, just because you did this, and did that doesn't mean you will beat me. To your precious fans you may be the great Jayson Addair, but to me you're just another cretin."