Post by Eliminator on May 31, 2014 19:44:43 GMT -5
(OOC: This is an edited version of the sample roleplay I sent in for my application, because if I can't do a fresh roleplay, there's no need for me to send in an app! Anyway, enjoy!)
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(There was a palpable buzz as people were filing into the room. On the back wall there was a red curtain hanging off it, as well as a nicely constructed lectern in front of it, holding several microphones. In the front of the room, there were rows and rows of chairs, steadily filling with journalist-looking types with notebooks in their hands. Standing behind the lectern, was a middle-aged short heavyset man, wearing a clumsily put together suit and tie. He leans up to one of the mics.)
Unknown Man: Thank you, each and every one of you, for coming here tonight. My name is Paul Rosenberg, and I'm grateful to be able to introduce my best friend in the world to you, someone I've known through thick and thin, someone who has a massive announcement for everyone gathered here today and the world, I'd like to introduce to you, Eliminator!
(A very large man comes out, 6'7” tall and 340 lbs. In weight. He has neatly trimmed short black hair and not a bit of hair on his face, contrary to previous appearances. He's wearing a very nicely made black suit with a white shirt, unbuttoned at the top and with no tie. This is Eliminator, of course. He also has some entourage members with him, who are very muscular and are wearing form-fitting black tees and blue jeans. Eliminator smiles as he comes out, and he stops to shake hands with Paul Rosenberg, before Rosenberg steps aside to allow him the floor. The entourage members stand next to him as Rosenberg shrinks to the background.)
Eliminator: Thanks for taking some time out of your busy lives to allow me to make my grand announcement, one which will change the world as we know it. I know how busy you guys are, so I'll make this short and sweet. But first, let me talk a bit about myself.
(Eliminator loudly and obviously looks down at the speech laid down in front of him on the lecturn and belabors turning a page, inducing a groan from the audience. Eliminator hears the groan and isn't too amused.)
Eliminator: ...I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Anyway, by trade I am a professional wrestler. I started off in 2002 in OCW. I defeated British Beefcake in my first match, at least I think that's what his name was, I can't remember too well because it was twelve years ago, and it was well-apparent to everyone in the wrestling would that I would become a superstar. I ran off ten consecutive victories in my early days in OCW, and I won the OCW Internet Championship. The details of the match, I won't go into too much. All I have to say is fuck Big Bifford.
(There's a gasp from the audience at the profanity. Rosenberg steps up to the mic.)
Paul Rosenberg: Uh, sorry about that guys, my friend's not really used to having to tone down his language for a polite crowd. Could we, uh...strike that from the record please?
(Eliminator shoos Rosenberg away from the lectern as he takes his rightful place behind the mic.)
Eliminator: I stand by what I said. Anyway, I was not even pinned or submitted to lose the Internet Championship, which certainly made its way to a lesser wrestler than I. After that, OCW soon closed down, but not before I made fellow legend El Linchador tap out to win an epic Monday Night Massacre match-up. We matched up each other's abilities in a half-hour classic that was one of the highest rated segments in history. Soon, it opened up again a year later and I won the OCW Hardcore Championship in the bloodiest, most brutal match you could imagine. It lasted almost an hour, I had a rib sticking out of place, my sledgehammer was busted in half, but I did it, and I was carried out of the arena and into a local hospital as a winner and a hero. But soon after that, too, OCW closed down again.
Random Voice in the Crowd: Get to your big announcement already!
(Eliminator gets visibly annoyed at the interruption.)
Eliminator: Hold on! I'm not ready yet! Let me get there, okay? We're doing this at my own pace, not yours. I'm the star here, not you! Anyway, it's a blur after that, I don't remember actually wrestling much between then and now, but I do remember beating Jin Royale in a hell of a match, he's a hell of a competitor, and came out in the same rookie class I did, but he was definitely no match for me, and I proved that. It was a dark time for wrestling, though, and nothing could stay open long, and I got dizzy at the letters constantly changing, so I retired. But why would a retired wrestler come up to you and tell you his life story? No wrestler stays retired forever, the lure of gold, fame, money, women, whatever, it never leaves you, and that's why I'm telling the whole world that I'm no longer retired, and I've signed with OCW once again.
(The journalists in the crowd furiously scribble in their notebooks at this Earth-shattering news.)
Eliminator: It wasn't an easy decision for me to make, after all, I'm 37 years of age, and while I haven't taken the wear and tear of some of my peers, the body has a decline all of its own, but some guys, they age like fine wine, and I know I'm one of them. Look at Scott Syren, he's enjoying a career renaissance, I'm enjoying the hell out of his stuff, they're one of the things that I make sure I catch when I tune into OCW each and every week, and I'm confident that I can surpass him once I get back into form. But that's enough of me blabbering, I'd like to get the input of some of you, so I'm opening up the floor to questions. You, in the front row.
(Eliminator points at a dorky guy in the front row. He stands up.)
Reporter #1: You've spoken out in your admiration for fellow professional wrestler Scott Syren. Does this mean you're going to join Operation Zero?
Eliminator: Obviously, it would be a great honor to be asked to join their group, but no formal offer has been made yet, and until then, I can't say anything. It also wouldn't be very smart of me to tip off my intentions to you ahead of time, would it? But even if he did, I've never worked well as part of a group, and I'm sure he wouldn't take very kindly to me usurping him as the leader of that group, so I'm going to leave well-enough alone at the moment. Next question?
(A female reporter in the third row stands up.)
Reporter #2: Do you have anything to say about the current crop of fresh blood in OCW? Guys like Itsumade, Bob Grenier, and PerZag, guys who are fresh faces in OCW but are already starting to make their mark in the federation?
Eliminator: I think that it's great that there's new people for me to beat, I mean meet, in OCW. I see a lot of myself in them, they're definitely young and hungry, as I was when I started out, but they don't have the veteran savvy needed to successfully compete in this sport, and I'm sure they'll learn eventually, but until then I have the advantage, I'd like to think, although they'll definitely make it close. Next?
(An overweight man obviously representing the Internet audience stands up and asks a question.)
Reporter #3: How is your relationship with OCW President Dean? There are rumors that the two of you don't see eye to eye?
Eliminator: Obviously our relationship is good enough that I've signed a contract to work for him. I mean, with every boss-employee relationship, there are going to be struggles, but I think Dean knows enough and I know enough that Dean'll see things my way most of the time.
Reporter #3: Isn't that a really arrogant thing to say, after all, you don't want to cross the boss!
Eliminator: Oh, no, I wouldn't say that's arrogant at all, Dean knows who wears the pants in this relationship, and it sure as hell isn't him. Plus, I know he just recently came back to power, so I don't think he'll try to rock the boat too much. Next?
Reporter #4: What do you think of OCW having several regional titles instead of one World Heavyweight Championship?
Eliminator: I think it'll be an interesting challenge. Certainly there is a lot in it to be the man or woman who can unify all of those titles, and to be that person you need a certain pedigree, and I've explained above why I have the pedigree to unify the belts. Plus, my personal belief is that there should be one World Champion, so I will be working as hard as I can to put all the belts around my waist in order to achieve my ideal. Next?
Reporter #5: Are there any new tricks you've added to your arsenal in anticipation of another run with OCW?
Eliminator: Certainly, a magician never reveals his secrets, and while when you think you're the finished article, you've lost the plot and are done, I don't think I really need to add anything extra to my arsenal, because I'm already a world-class wrestler, I can go toe to toe with any athlete, I can out-wit any braniac, and I can out-heart any underdog out there. I'm a legend, I'm not exactly chopped liver. Next?
Reporter #6: Why OCW, specifically, and what motivated you to return to OCW after many years absent from wrestling?
Eliminator: It was the money. Definitely the money. I always need more money for stuff! You'd be surprised at how expensive alcohol and eating out every night can be, and I have a video game addiction to feed, you know, important things. Paul told me how much they were offering me, and I was satisfied with the amount, and when I'm not satisfied with the amount anymore I'll make it perfectly clear, and I'm sure they'll know better than to not change it to suit my needs and tastes.
(Eliminator looks at his watch and motions to Paul Rosenberg.)
Eliminator: Thank you but that's all the time we have, thank you for your questions, and I hope you can join me for the finest run of my OCW career.
(Eliminator steps away and leaves the stage. Rosenberg steps up to the mic.)
Rosenberg: Well, as they say, you don't have to go home, but you certainly can't stay here. My man Eliminator is gonna be crazy in OCW!
(The reporters stand up and file out of the room. Rosenberg and the entourage leave as well, emptying the room completely. The screen fades to black.)
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(There was a palpable buzz as people were filing into the room. On the back wall there was a red curtain hanging off it, as well as a nicely constructed lectern in front of it, holding several microphones. In the front of the room, there were rows and rows of chairs, steadily filling with journalist-looking types with notebooks in their hands. Standing behind the lectern, was a middle-aged short heavyset man, wearing a clumsily put together suit and tie. He leans up to one of the mics.)
Unknown Man: Thank you, each and every one of you, for coming here tonight. My name is Paul Rosenberg, and I'm grateful to be able to introduce my best friend in the world to you, someone I've known through thick and thin, someone who has a massive announcement for everyone gathered here today and the world, I'd like to introduce to you, Eliminator!
(A very large man comes out, 6'7” tall and 340 lbs. In weight. He has neatly trimmed short black hair and not a bit of hair on his face, contrary to previous appearances. He's wearing a very nicely made black suit with a white shirt, unbuttoned at the top and with no tie. This is Eliminator, of course. He also has some entourage members with him, who are very muscular and are wearing form-fitting black tees and blue jeans. Eliminator smiles as he comes out, and he stops to shake hands with Paul Rosenberg, before Rosenberg steps aside to allow him the floor. The entourage members stand next to him as Rosenberg shrinks to the background.)
Eliminator: Thanks for taking some time out of your busy lives to allow me to make my grand announcement, one which will change the world as we know it. I know how busy you guys are, so I'll make this short and sweet. But first, let me talk a bit about myself.
(Eliminator loudly and obviously looks down at the speech laid down in front of him on the lecturn and belabors turning a page, inducing a groan from the audience. Eliminator hears the groan and isn't too amused.)
Eliminator: ...I'll pretend I didn't hear that. Anyway, by trade I am a professional wrestler. I started off in 2002 in OCW. I defeated British Beefcake in my first match, at least I think that's what his name was, I can't remember too well because it was twelve years ago, and it was well-apparent to everyone in the wrestling would that I would become a superstar. I ran off ten consecutive victories in my early days in OCW, and I won the OCW Internet Championship. The details of the match, I won't go into too much. All I have to say is fuck Big Bifford.
(There's a gasp from the audience at the profanity. Rosenberg steps up to the mic.)
Paul Rosenberg: Uh, sorry about that guys, my friend's not really used to having to tone down his language for a polite crowd. Could we, uh...strike that from the record please?
(Eliminator shoos Rosenberg away from the lectern as he takes his rightful place behind the mic.)
Eliminator: I stand by what I said. Anyway, I was not even pinned or submitted to lose the Internet Championship, which certainly made its way to a lesser wrestler than I. After that, OCW soon closed down, but not before I made fellow legend El Linchador tap out to win an epic Monday Night Massacre match-up. We matched up each other's abilities in a half-hour classic that was one of the highest rated segments in history. Soon, it opened up again a year later and I won the OCW Hardcore Championship in the bloodiest, most brutal match you could imagine. It lasted almost an hour, I had a rib sticking out of place, my sledgehammer was busted in half, but I did it, and I was carried out of the arena and into a local hospital as a winner and a hero. But soon after that, too, OCW closed down again.
Random Voice in the Crowd: Get to your big announcement already!
(Eliminator gets visibly annoyed at the interruption.)
Eliminator: Hold on! I'm not ready yet! Let me get there, okay? We're doing this at my own pace, not yours. I'm the star here, not you! Anyway, it's a blur after that, I don't remember actually wrestling much between then and now, but I do remember beating Jin Royale in a hell of a match, he's a hell of a competitor, and came out in the same rookie class I did, but he was definitely no match for me, and I proved that. It was a dark time for wrestling, though, and nothing could stay open long, and I got dizzy at the letters constantly changing, so I retired. But why would a retired wrestler come up to you and tell you his life story? No wrestler stays retired forever, the lure of gold, fame, money, women, whatever, it never leaves you, and that's why I'm telling the whole world that I'm no longer retired, and I've signed with OCW once again.
(The journalists in the crowd furiously scribble in their notebooks at this Earth-shattering news.)
Eliminator: It wasn't an easy decision for me to make, after all, I'm 37 years of age, and while I haven't taken the wear and tear of some of my peers, the body has a decline all of its own, but some guys, they age like fine wine, and I know I'm one of them. Look at Scott Syren, he's enjoying a career renaissance, I'm enjoying the hell out of his stuff, they're one of the things that I make sure I catch when I tune into OCW each and every week, and I'm confident that I can surpass him once I get back into form. But that's enough of me blabbering, I'd like to get the input of some of you, so I'm opening up the floor to questions. You, in the front row.
(Eliminator points at a dorky guy in the front row. He stands up.)
Reporter #1: You've spoken out in your admiration for fellow professional wrestler Scott Syren. Does this mean you're going to join Operation Zero?
Eliminator: Obviously, it would be a great honor to be asked to join their group, but no formal offer has been made yet, and until then, I can't say anything. It also wouldn't be very smart of me to tip off my intentions to you ahead of time, would it? But even if he did, I've never worked well as part of a group, and I'm sure he wouldn't take very kindly to me usurping him as the leader of that group, so I'm going to leave well-enough alone at the moment. Next question?
(A female reporter in the third row stands up.)
Reporter #2: Do you have anything to say about the current crop of fresh blood in OCW? Guys like Itsumade, Bob Grenier, and PerZag, guys who are fresh faces in OCW but are already starting to make their mark in the federation?
Eliminator: I think that it's great that there's new people for me to beat, I mean meet, in OCW. I see a lot of myself in them, they're definitely young and hungry, as I was when I started out, but they don't have the veteran savvy needed to successfully compete in this sport, and I'm sure they'll learn eventually, but until then I have the advantage, I'd like to think, although they'll definitely make it close. Next?
(An overweight man obviously representing the Internet audience stands up and asks a question.)
Reporter #3: How is your relationship with OCW President Dean? There are rumors that the two of you don't see eye to eye?
Eliminator: Obviously our relationship is good enough that I've signed a contract to work for him. I mean, with every boss-employee relationship, there are going to be struggles, but I think Dean knows enough and I know enough that Dean'll see things my way most of the time.
Reporter #3: Isn't that a really arrogant thing to say, after all, you don't want to cross the boss!
Eliminator: Oh, no, I wouldn't say that's arrogant at all, Dean knows who wears the pants in this relationship, and it sure as hell isn't him. Plus, I know he just recently came back to power, so I don't think he'll try to rock the boat too much. Next?
Reporter #4: What do you think of OCW having several regional titles instead of one World Heavyweight Championship?
Eliminator: I think it'll be an interesting challenge. Certainly there is a lot in it to be the man or woman who can unify all of those titles, and to be that person you need a certain pedigree, and I've explained above why I have the pedigree to unify the belts. Plus, my personal belief is that there should be one World Champion, so I will be working as hard as I can to put all the belts around my waist in order to achieve my ideal. Next?
Reporter #5: Are there any new tricks you've added to your arsenal in anticipation of another run with OCW?
Eliminator: Certainly, a magician never reveals his secrets, and while when you think you're the finished article, you've lost the plot and are done, I don't think I really need to add anything extra to my arsenal, because I'm already a world-class wrestler, I can go toe to toe with any athlete, I can out-wit any braniac, and I can out-heart any underdog out there. I'm a legend, I'm not exactly chopped liver. Next?
Reporter #6: Why OCW, specifically, and what motivated you to return to OCW after many years absent from wrestling?
Eliminator: It was the money. Definitely the money. I always need more money for stuff! You'd be surprised at how expensive alcohol and eating out every night can be, and I have a video game addiction to feed, you know, important things. Paul told me how much they were offering me, and I was satisfied with the amount, and when I'm not satisfied with the amount anymore I'll make it perfectly clear, and I'm sure they'll know better than to not change it to suit my needs and tastes.
(Eliminator looks at his watch and motions to Paul Rosenberg.)
Eliminator: Thank you but that's all the time we have, thank you for your questions, and I hope you can join me for the finest run of my OCW career.
(Eliminator steps away and leaves the stage. Rosenberg steps up to the mic.)
Rosenberg: Well, as they say, you don't have to go home, but you certainly can't stay here. My man Eliminator is gonna be crazy in OCW!
(The reporters stand up and file out of the room. Rosenberg and the entourage leave as well, emptying the room completely. The screen fades to black.)
