Post by enforcer on Jul 13, 2020 19:02:19 GMT -5
*Scene*
::In the early morning of hours Enforcer and his pilot, Marcus, are standing at the bottom of the stairs to Enforcer’s private jet in a private airport just outside Miami, Florida. They watch Renee, Jennifer Enigma, Necra Octavian Kane, and Michael Dredd Maddox drive off. Marcus with a shocked looked over at Enforcer. Enforcer feeling that Marcus is looking at him::Enforcer:I seriously don’t know what the fuc……
Marcus:What the fucking hell was that, boss?!?!?!
Enforcer:I have no clue.
Marus:Anthony, you know! I mean you know I fly the plane, you pay me extremely well which I very much appreciate. I have got to fly to some pretty kick ass places and had a lot of fun while doing it. Especially before we both settled down with our wives and you are one hell of a wingman. Which is I make sure to be discrete and didn’t hear anything if you were having fun in the plane. But what was that?
Enforcer:We just won the OPW World Tag Team titles! We were all very happy about it.
Marcus:You know we will have to dip into the Erin Stone is a major bitch jar to pay for the repairs. I just hope they can get the goat blood out of the carpet.
Enforcer:That is goat blood? Where was I when all this happened?
Marcus:I think that was around the time you were in the co-pilot seat passed out drunk around three thirty this morning.
Enforcer:I wondered why I woke up with the pilot hat on.
Marcus:WWE had the flight from hell coming back from overseas years ago and then there is this. I think we just took it to another level.
Enforcer:Hell yeah! Not my proudest victory but it still feels good.
Marcus:It is one for the record book.
Enforcer:Why don’t we get back to New York and pick out a new jet for yourself then we will get rid of this one since it has been for lack of a better word, tainted by goat blood and whatever else happened last night.
Marcus:Don’t forget all the time you and your wife had fun mid flight.
Enforcer:What? She wasn’t in the mile high club.
Marcus:What about all the other times after that?
Enforcer:I’m sorry.
Marcus:No, you are not!
Enforcer:You got me. I’m really not because I got some.
Marcus:That’s fair.
Enforcer:Let’s get back to New York.
::Enforcer starts to walk up the stairs of the plane followed by Marcus Enforcer looks around the plane. He looks at Marcus and then looks over at the flight attendant, Kristen.::
Enforcer:Has anywhere on this plane not affected by our celebration?
Kristen:The seat you usually sit in has been relevativley unscaved.
Enforcer:Alright, I’ll take that seat and Kristen why don’t you fly in the co-pilot seat. Then when we get back we might just burn the plane for the insurance money.
Marcus:Alright.
::Kristen and Marcus head into the cockpit. Enforcer walks over to his seat and sits down. He buckles up as he hears the engines to the plane turn on.::
Enforcer:What a night! What a damn night! We finally got over the hump and kicked Johnny boy’s ass! How does it feel, John boy? I bet it feels good and what probably makes it feel even better is that there is no way you can abuse your power to get the championships back like the way you did when Damon and Allison kicked your asses. Now this week the Wolfpack will finish the job of your downward spiral and bury your punk asses in Detroit. That will be fun to see.
::The jet starts to move down the runway.::
Enforcer:It seems that things are evolving here in OPW. We have seen new champions crowned, the return of some big time players like Brandon, Michelle, and Adrian recently. While my partner in Insurgence is going through some kind of change. Honestly I am not sure what is going on with that but Jennifer, Necra, and that Russian chick said everything is all good. Now Necra, Maddox, and I are the World tag Team champions under the infamous “Freebird Rule”. Usually I would use this to my advantage to the fullest and let our opponents wonder which two of us would be facing you at each match but that won’t be the case in this instance. Our opponents will know exactly who they are facing. While Maddox and I have a long history together the fact is he and Nevra have a longer history together. So, they will be representing us as the World tag team champions. What you will need to concern yourselves with is when if ever will I step into the ring to fill in when needed. I guess you’ll just have to wait and see with the rest of the world.
::The jet takes off into the air.::
Enforcer:One might be wondering, “Enforcer you have had your eyes on the World Tag team titles since you came to OPW. You had your balls used as a soccer ball when Eddie Havok cost you and Maddox the titles against The Sheep.” Valid points I admit but we got a great team to represent Insurgence. So, what will I be doing while they defend our tag team titles all over the world. While I won’t make you wait for a long time but the answers will come in time.Rest assured it has been something I have been working on for awhile now and when I put it into motion it will work just like I want it to. Trust me you’ll appreciate even more that I am going to be about it rather than simply talking about it.
::The plane gets to cruising altitude and the seatbelt light gets turned off.::
Enforcer:Shit! I kind of want a drink but do I really want to risk alcohol poisoning? Alcohol poisoning? Who do I look like that bitch Johnny Boy? But I am also smarter than him too. So, I’ll wait till after breakfast to drink some more. Also, because not too long from now I have to step into the ring with Jayson Violence in a one on one match in Detroit.
::Enforcer yawns as he sits back in his chair.::
Enforcer:I see Mr. Violence that you are trying to find your place in the OPW world since Ms. Pain left you high and dry so to speak. I cannot tell you how many times I had to do that throughout my long ass career. I know that will allow you the freedom to go out to the ring in Detroit and go balls to the wall crazy out there to get back on that winning track. Which is totally understandable, my friend, but it is also very reckless. I am fully expecting you to be coming out of the gate a hundred miles per hour. I have no doubt it is going to be a slug fest when you and I are going to be in that ring because I assure you I am confident that neither one of us will back down an inch. While you are coming out filled with piss and vinegar especially after losing your match last week to Mr. Davidson you’ll be craving action to redeem yourself. Which means you will not have had thoroughly thought through your game plan. Which will lead to mistakes, Mr. Violence, and all I’ll need is that one mistake to drop you on the head to get the victory. When I send you packing you can go back to having bloody wars with Redrum and I’ll continue on my path to what I have set my sights on.
::Enforcer chuckles to himself.::
Enforcer:I was just thinking of something you said about how neither of us like the dickhead with the blue hair is how I recall you saying. Which I can totally get and fully agree with. Which is why I am sure he is putting the two of us against each other. So, we would kill each other for him and he can go on his merry way like any good sociopath. Which is all fine and good and I cannot say it isn’t a move I would have or would still do if I was in his position. And no people I am not talking about his power bottom position but his attempts at being the almighty puppeteer. Nice try but you are failing as usual, Johnny boy. Now, Mr. Violence, in your quest to become the locker room leader of OPW with your ra ra speech so that OPW is thriving for years to come. Which is great. Good for you and looking out for the well being of this company in the grand scheme of things. Do you happen to have a stake in the company now? I don’t see the “Dawn of Douchebags” selling you or anyone else any of his stock in OPW. He and Roger already don’t play well together. I just can’t imagine them letting anyone else into the sandbox. I must ask, Mr. Violence, because inquiring minds would like to know. What is with the Newt Rocknige impersonation? Wel, I suppose it doesn’t really matter when you get down to it. I just know there is a selfish reason somewhere in there for yourself. Whatever it is really doesn’t matter too much because when you finally get around to it our match will have long since been over with me having my hand raised in victory. And if you ever convince your little buddy to take arms with you to do battle together Necra and Maddox will shut you two down. Now, while I am sure I have your attention right now, Mr. Violence you felt the need to get some files on me which means you just looked on my Wikipedia page. And you “hacked my social media accounts”. Nice try Mr. Violence. It is just Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube genius. That hacker just hustled you out of a lot of money, moron. But hey if you are stupid enough to pay then you are stupid enough to get hustled. That hacker mastermind I met 10 years ago hustling people at a train station in Harlem playing Full Monte. He has gone to prison for wire fraud, insurance fraud, selling stolen good, and a bunch more petty crimes. Good job genius. You just got taken by retarded crook and you think you can outwit the rest of the roster of OPW?
Enforcer:Look, Mr. Violence, but you may not know much about me since those files on me that you had to pay some big money for are probably written in crayon but I am used to my opponents giving me their best shots. I have been around this business for a long, long time. It started way back in the late nineties so you aren't revealing any earth shattering secrets. I guess we can all be thankful that you weren’t working for the CIA during the cold war because your ass would have gotten shot right between the eyes as you stepped one foot out of your car. So, I guess you made the correct decision by becoming a pro wrestler because you are the prototypical all brawn and no brain character to a tee and that will be your downfall, Mr. Violence.
Enforcer:After being forced to listen to your dribble that came out of your mouth, Mr. Violence it all became crystal clear to me. You are a military man. I personally commend you for that. It should have occurred to me a long time ago but I was just trying to get through having to listen to your voice. It is almost as bad as having to watch “The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills.” I am sure the entire world can see the similarities between you and that show, Mr. Violence. For example you both bring nothing significant to the world than taking up mind numbing space on television so the rest of the world can go take a piss and or go have a smoke break. For that we thank you and all of the housewives of Beverly Hills. You have served your purpose to the world. While you are getting yourself in a frenzy preparing for an OPW Civil War which is probably you projecting the civil war you are having with yourself since you don’t know what is next for you since your handler, Ms. Pain left you. The rest of us though are plotting our next move in this game of chess. As usual you’ve mis played your damn hand, Mr. Violence and when we step into the ring you will pay for it.
::Enforcer looks annoyed.::
Enforcer:Now look what you’ve done! Thinking about you is why I want a drink before breakfast. Not because of any kind of fear but because listening to the ignorant ramblings of a recalcitrant is taxing on one’s mind and soul. You are the prime example of a potable fool. Take your sorry ass to Action Wrestling then wash your mouth out with a buckshot for even mentioning my name.
::Enforcer sits back in his seat as the camera fades to black.::