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TheOriginalSE
04-29-04, 12:30 PM
All RP for the PETER FILE / JONATHAN MARX and EL ARCO IRIS / LARRY TACT #1 Contender Tag match should be done in this thread.

All RP and angles should be submitted by Saturday May 8th, at 11:59pm. All angles should be submitted to secandido@comcast.net .

Starbreaker
05-03-04, 01:56 AM
Fade in: as clouds pass by overhead, blending with one another, showing no division, the streets below are barren. Light is sparse, but comes from lamps on the sidewalk. Diner's signs and store banners light up a path for club goers and pub crawlers. The night is young.

Cut to: a shot of a man walking on one sidewalk. Stepping into the light of a lamp post, his attire becomes visible: a black leather coat and pants, along with a black shirt. His golden blonde hair flows straight down to his ears. He has a bag slung over his shoulder. He leaves the cone of light and his form is consumed by shadow again. Once he gets to the next lamp, his facial features can be made out. Olive green eyes and confidence brimming. Larry Tact stops under this light, and grins at the camera.

Tact: The time has come and gone, and a Champion stands above all others in New Era. I stand alone at the top of the mountain, once again the World Champion of a promotion. Hopefully it will be a long and prosperous run. I don't expect anything less. I have no reason to. Those who have come in my way, so far, have fallen to defeat. With each match, I have solidified my reasoning, proven the credibility is concrete. Doubters must either drop their protests and accept the truth...or continue to struggle with what's happened, and accept what they are....ignorant. In denial. And wrong, if they still feel I am not the spearhead of the New Era. Because until this belt....

Tact unzips the bag and takes the New Era World Title in hand.

Tact: ...is taken from me? I have every right to be called the top competitor here, and one of the best this circuit has to offer.

Tact places the belt over his shoulder, patting it before looking back at the camera.

Tact: I took the Finals of Battle Bowl Mania as it came to me, and systematically took out my competition. I took what I earned, and made use of it. And that's why, of El Arco Iris and myself, I'm logically the one to look out for. Understand, Iris, you put out a performance that was title-worthy. I think you would have stood a chance against a number of people, including the resident Television Champion. To your misfortune, though, I gave the best effort. But, that's nothing you should allow to interfere with this match. Singles competition is one thing. When it comes to tagging, we both stand at the top.

Tact leans back on the lamp post and crosses his arms.

Tact: We've shown that already, with Battle Bowl Mania. Yet I've heard some claims to the contrary, since the last time we teamed, taking out Rabesque and Suicidal Killer. I've heard whisperings about how we didn't win that tag match...that we weren't clearly dominant enough. Obviously, some people can't deal with what's set in front of them. They don't want to accept what has happened, no matter how glaringly clear it is. We were the functional team in that match. We haven't had a problem with any team that's come our way. This week, we have Jonathan Marx and Peter File, and I don't see why we would be any less effective.

Tact looks as a group of people walk by, dressed conservatively, and enter the club.

Tact: What it comes down to is a simple fact of life. People tend to associate with others that share interests. But Jonathan Marx is a wrestler, through and through. He's about keeping things pure, like in ye olden days of wrestling past. He wants to make sure people remember that the old-school ways were what got us to this day.

Another group of people, dressed quite scantily, licking and biting each other, stumble into the club. Tact gives them a disgusted look as they pass by, but recollects himself and smiles.

Tact: And then....there's other people. Peter File is a different type of person. He's not such a strict follower of wrestling. I doubt he knows what true wrestling is. He might have picked up a few pointers from Marx, but I doubt he'll ever change from his preferred...style. It's really discouraging to see such an individual in New Era, but I suppose there's no way around it...until somebody puts him out of his misery...or he does so. The fact is, I don't think anyone here would care if that happened. File is nobody's friend. Marx tolerated him, and now he's got to do it again cuz Marceau had a hissy spell. But really, losing Peter File to New Era isn't a big loss. Not when there are people like Chaos, Suicide and, of course, myself around. Hopefully rats like File will be given just what they deserve...repeated beatings at the hands of real talent. I'm more than willing to set the example for all others to follow, in this case.

Tact chuckles.

Tact: But as for the team factor...well, just look at it. Marx and File, or Larry Tact and A.I.? Who do you think is going to have an easier time working together. File and Marx would have been ousted in the first round of Battle Bowl Mania, if it weren't for that unfortunate child File totes around. Forget schools of thought....Marx and File are from two different worlds of thought. Myself and Iris, however, have a perfectly common bead to work with. We're both happy. If you ask, A.I. will tell you a whole list of things that he's happy about. And me? Well....

Tact glances at the New Era World Title again.

Tact: What's not for me to be happy about here? After all the actions of the Battle Bowl participants spoke for them, I came out with just what I wanted. That success will carry over to this match, right into the ring, where I'll show Marceau the mistake she made. Nobody is snagging a shot at this...

Taps the World Title, then points to himself.

Tact: ...and me...at my expense. It just isn't going to happen. I'll make sure of that, along with El Arco Iris.

Tact walks back into shadow, stepping out from under the light of the lamp post. He goes to an entrance of the club set off to the side of the main one, and flashes a pass while speaking to the bouncer standing in front. After a few seconds, the bouncer opens the door for Tact, who proceeds inside. Fade out.

PaulNJ21
05-03-04, 03:21 PM
::Jonathan Marx is sitting on the sofa next to a box of tissues, he picks up the remote control and presses play on a home made music video made for the tag team of Marx & Peter File::

(CUEUP: Just The Two Of Us by Bill Withers)

(Still Picture of Marx and File standing side by side for this first match together)



V/O: I see the crystal raindrops fall, And see the beauty of it all



(CLIP: GHEORGHE: “THE REF TURNS AROUND AND SEES WELLS IN THE CROSSFACE!!! HE’s ASKING IF HE WANTS TO GIVE …………. WELLS STARTS TAPPING!!!! THIS MATCH IS OVER and PETER FILE and JONATHAN MARX ARE GOING ON TO THE SECOND ROUND!!” )



V/O: Is when the sun comes shining through, To make those rainbows in my mind



(CLIP: GHEORGHE: “Cross now up and he gets in Jonathan Marx’s face!! Marx is yelling right back at him! The referee is trying to get involved in this confrontation….. and FILE IS SNEAKING UP BEHIND CROSS!!! File ….. gets on his hands and knees behind CROSS???”

JIVE: “Ladies and gentlemen, you’re about to witness the sodomy of Cross…”

GHEORGHE: “MARX PUSHES CROSS AND HE TRIPS OVER THE BENT BODY OF PETER FILE!!! Cross is stunned ….. and File makes the tag!! Marx comes in ….. IRISH WHIPS CROSS INTO THE ROPES …. And RENAISSANCE MAN MAKES THE TAG ….. CROSS BACK … SPINEBUSTER BY MARX!!”)



V/O: When I think of you some time, And I want to spend some time with you, Just the two of us, We can make it if we try



(Clip: GHEORGHE: “PETER FILE BEHIND RENAISSANCE MAN!! FISTFULL OF SEAMEN!!!! RENAISSANCE MAN GIVES UP!!! JONATHAN MARX AND PETER FILE ARE BOTH MOVING ON TO THE FINAL BATTLE ROYAL!!!” )

(Still Picture of File & Marx celebrating getting into the finals)



V/O: Just the two of us, Just the two of us



(Clip: GHEORGHE: “Peter File and El Arco Iris are … hugging…”

(File’s hands go from Iris’ back down to his ass, which he then squeezes twice. Iris immediately backs up.))



V/O: Building castles in the sky, Just the two of us, You and I



(Clip: GHEORGHE: REVERSAL BY MARX AND FILE GOES CRASHING INTO IRIS AND TACT!! TACT GOES DOWN AND IRIS GOES OVER THE TOP!!!” )



V/O: We look for love, no time for tears, Wasted waters's all that is , And it don't make no flowers grow, Good things might come to those who wait



(Clip: GHEORGHE: “Peter File now standing over Iris …. AND HE IS GYRATING HIS HIPS!! Jonathan Marx finally realizing he wont be able to get Tact over the top rope lets him drop to the mat… and now he knees him in the head! Marx drags Tact to the center of the ring ….. AND HE IS TRYING TO LOCK ON THE MARXISM!”)



V/O: Not to those who wait too late, We got to go for all we know, Just the two of us, We can make it if we try



(Clip: GHEORGHE: “Peter File getting to his feet slowly ….. EL ARCO IRIS COMES FLYING OFF THE TOP …. MISSILE DROPKICK SENDS PETER FILE INTO THE ROPES ……”

(SFX: Crowd pops)

GHEORGHE: “AND FILE GOES FLYING OVER THE TOP ROPE AND HITS THE FLOOR!!! We have our first elimination as Iris eliminates Peter File!”)



V/O: Just the two of us, Just the two of us



(Still Picture of Marx waving goodbye to Peter File)



V/O: Building castles in the sky, Just the two of us, You and I



(Clip: GHEORGHE: “What? Larry Tact coming out of the corner .. and he goes over and starts helping Iris kick Marx. Tact bringing Marx to his feet … and he is telling Iris to go up top! Tact is holding Jonathan Marx as Iris goes to the top rope again!”

(SFX: Crowd boos)

GHEORGHE: “AND PETER FILE JUST SHOOK THE ROPES AS IRIS WAS ON TOP AND IRIS HIT HIMSELF ON THAT TURNBUCKLE!!! Iris looks to be in immense pain as the referees escort Peter File back up the ramp!”

JIVE: “Make him pay, Peter!” )



V/O: I hear the crystal raindrops fall, On the window down the hall, And it becomes the morning dew, Darling, when the morning comes



GHEORGHE: “Iris with the irish whip ……. Jonathan Marx REVERSES IT!”

CROWD: “HOLY ****! HOLY ****! N . E . W ! N . E . W !”

GHEORGHE: “AND LARRY TACT JUST BACK BODY DROPPED EL ARCO IRIS INTO THE FRONT ROW!!!! THANK GOD THERE WERE NO FANS THERE!”

JACOBS: “El Arco Iris has been eliminated.”



V/O: And I see the morning sun, I want to be the one with you



(Still Picture: Peter File celebrating El Arco Iris being eliminated)



V/O: Just the two of us, We can make it if we try, Just the two of us



(Still picture black and white picture of a saddened Jonathan Marx after losing the title in a classic JFK pose with his head down)



V/O: Just the two of us, Building big castles way on high, Just the two of us, You and I



(A sullen black and white picture of Peter File and Jonathan Marx in the locker room in classic Brooklyn Dodger style)

::the camera fades back on the scene to a Marx who is wiping his eyes::

JONATHAN MARX: When people ask me when my career is done who is the best partner I’ve ever team up with, I’m not going to say the name Manson. I’m not even going to say Anarky or Christian Sands. The man who holds that distinction is none other than Peter File who has stood behind me in several of the most intense battles of my life.

Tact, wants to go on and on about how we are both selfish and that we will be fighting among ourselves over who gets the pin in order to win the NEW World Heavyweight Title Shot. I have news for you Tact, I will do what it takes to win THIS match even if it means that I have to PERSONALLY SACRFICE my shot at the NEW World Heavyweight Title in order to make sure our team walks out of there victorious.

El Arco Iris and Tact won’t get the best of us twice and that is my guarantee as a gentlemen.

::Marx picks up a tissue to blow his nose and rewinds the tape to watch it again::

FTB

Diablo
05-07-04, 10:48 PM
(Cue up: “Dardi Rab Rab Kardi” by Daler Mehndi)
(FADEIN: As a rapid-fire succession of all the colors in the spectrum flashes by the screen, the shot swipes to El Arco Iris, in his mask and ring gear with a long rainbow colors robe over everything, standing in front of a rainbow backdrop.)

El Arco Iris: First off, El Arco Iris must congratulate everyone for a hard performance in the world title match, we all truly gave it one-hundred percent. El Arco Iris must give special congratulations to Señor Tact, because even though he beat El Arco Iris, the circumstances leading into the match for him seemed insurmountable, but through his determination he was able to win the championship belt, but now since we are no longer pitted against each other we can set petty differences aside and once again work as a team. Champion or not, El Arco Iris is the greatest extents of glad to stand beside such an outstanding athlete, sportsman, and workman as Larry Tact. But as much as El Arco Iris admired the display put out by Jonathan Marx, his current behavior disturbs me greatly and El Arco Iris, being El Arco Iris, would only like to try and help him escape his abysmal state.

(El Arco Iris raises a hand to his chin in a contemplative manner and looks into the camera with his head tilted to once side.)

El Arco Iris: Señor Marx, I believe you are just too obsessed with one failure to succeed. From what you have shown us, El Arco Iris can only deduce that you have just become preoccupied simply with the fact that you couldn’t win and are constantly thinking about it. Remember, every second, every hour, every day, life renews itself, so ones successes and failures may be different from before, so why be upset about the past when there are so many more possibilities for the here and now? If you are stuck in the past, than the present won’t look any better. El Arco Iris has had many confrontations with failure before, but because El Arco Iris only focuses on what comes to him today he can focus his efforts on success and enjoying every bit of life he has. With every obstacle along the path of life, you become that much better at surmounting those to come. El Arco Iris will be looking forward and onward as he continues his efforts, and that his how the spirit rises, by the striving for enlightenment, and the effort in attaining ones goals. This is why El Arco Iris, only focused on the sunrise, shall prevail, while your head is turned to where there still is night. El Arco Iris will hope to make an example that you can follow, and perhaps your path will be easier to tread than it has been before.

(El Arco Iris outstretches both arms in an emphatic manner)

El Arco Iris: no doubt we shall continue the awesomely spirited competition that has gone on between us ever since this federations inception, but no matter who wins who, none of us should harbor any rancor or contempt when we all are giving our bodies and hearts to the one sport we love, but El Arco Iris knows that if you continue to let yourself psych you out, you will not win. El Arco Iris will hopefully not cause you any more anguish in this defeat, but will let it be a conduit to your own improvement and transcendence of your faults, and one big, shining SMIIIIIILE…(El Arco Iris traces the smile on his mask with his thumb.)…On your face!

(Fade to rainbow)