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Post by Miss York on Feb 9, 2014 17:17:00 GMT -5
I was on the phone as the report of my bodyguards were coming back from family issues. They were at LAX and my limo was there to pick them up. I have had enough of the tag teams not wanting to compete. And a few wrestlers were on my bad side and needed to be addressed. Once they arrived at the arena i let them know that i wanted them to make anyone opposed to my vision were to be handled accordingly.
After leaving their dressing room, I walked out and made my way to the ring. My security surrounded me as i entered the ring. With a mic it was time to address the fans.
For months I've seen the product I saw become more and more about self. And less and less about the team. So much my personal bodyguards who I pay very well to keep me safe. They have come to me at my lowest and know certain tag teams aren't making grade. The former champs in Jenna and Juelz are at the top of the list. Not to mention the current champs. They are here to do what I ask of them. If I find s wrestler or tag team needs discipline then they will come and demonstrate my resolve. With that being said let me introduce my hired guns. Let me introduce the reckoning. To any tag teams who need a kick in the pants or a slap in the face. You cross the boss then count yourself next on their hit list.
So tonight they are here after taking care of personal business. They are eager to do what's necessary and get paid. So without further a due my guys are ready and believe me business just picked up.
I gave a smile as what came next was the introduction of the tag team that will shock the world.
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The Sarge
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Post by The Sarge on Feb 9, 2014 18:03:07 GMT -5
As the fans look toward the stage with great anticipation, a familiar theme song begins to play. One the fans only heard briefly in the few weeks leading to the end of last season. Moments later, two men walk out onto the stage. They are dressed in flak vests and camouflage. The fans erupt as they recognize them as Strikeforce and The Sarge...the tag team known as Tactical Force! Both men march toward the ring with purpose, rarely moving their eyes from the ring. They make their into the ring, turn and face opposite sides of the ring and salute the crowd. Sarge motions for the music to stop. He then walks up in front of Miss York and pops a sharp salute to her. She only responds with a slight smile and a raised eyebrow, but Sarge gets the idea. He chuckles and walks to edge of the ring where the attendant hands him a mic....
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear! Ha ha haaa.... I can tell by the look some of your faces, you thought Tactical Force was history. We had a good run last season, but let me assure you....we are bound and determined to make 2014 "our year".
It seems as though taking the "good guy" approach didn't exactly meet our needs, so we did what any red-blooded Americans would do. We went in search of more successful pursuits. We were still aching for a fight, and when we took a trip up to meet with our "boss lady" here....she gave us an offer we couldn't refuse. She needed a couple of mercenaries to take care of her "light work. Strikeforce and I talked it over, and as you can see, Tactical Force now reports directly to Viral Wrestling's "Commander In Chief" herself. Whether it's dealing out some "wall to wall counseling" when it's needed, or acting as a personal bodyguard to this lovely woman right here....who would I be to turn down an offer like that? If you were in the same position, you couldn't resist it, either. Admit it! When her body needs guarding, I'm just the man for the job. Ha ha ha haa... Or, something along those lines. Miss York has put an amazing opportunity on the table for us, and we just couldn't say "No.".
Besides, I'm a sucker for a great set of ti......erm...I mean, uuhhhh..moral values! Yeah, that's it.
Sarge begins to blush as he turns his face away from the microphone. He looks out of the corner of his eye at Miss York, and he can see she is a little embarrassed and angry by his chauvinistic slip-up.
Sarge grins and hands his mic over to Strikeforce, still looking a little red in the face.
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Post by Ethan Quinn on Feb 12, 2014 15:35:35 GMT -5
Ethan was about to cut his promo but production held him up. Apparently the higher ups had an announcement. So Ethan was watching it all unfold. He couldn't believe his eyes who was the personal bodyguards. He couldn't stand it no more so he barges to the stage area before Strike Force could utter a word.
Are you serious? These two are protecting you? Captain America and Roadblock? No wonder you need about twenty more security because these two can barely spell bodyguard let alone be one. Now boss lady if there is any man up to guarding that Athena body of yours it's me. Just see how I took care of Jenna and Ashley until I got what I wanted and told both to beat it. One married the first sucker she could and the other is still crying over what I deliver. So much her psychotic twin wants to put her hands on the goods.
So what's it gonna take for you to fire them and let a real man protect you? And I know you'll be grateful unlike your counterpart in Silva who I protected when things got tough. I didn't get a thank you or nothing. All I got was a big F-U. And I know you want to be with me it's obvious because having two hillbilly rednecks protecting you must be frustrating. Tell me they haven't seen you the way you want to see me have they?
Ethan grinned as his attempt was to get the Sarge & Strike Force mad. But also he had found himself attracted to the boss which in most cases turns out badly.
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The Sarge
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Post by The Sarge on Feb 12, 2014 18:17:03 GMT -5
Sarge glances toward Miss York and can see she is not amused. He grabs the mic back from Strikeforce and walks right up to Ethan, getting right up in his face.
Look what we've got here, "Strike". The first in a long line of little punk maggots whose balls have outgrown their brains. Exactly the type we were told to look out for. It seems Mr. "Queen" here needs a little attitude adjustment.
There's two ways we can do this, son. Either you pull your head out of your ass and straighten up.....or, I'll rip your head off and go bowling with the damn thing! The lesson is yours, Brit boy. Now, you have a choice. Either turn around and leave Miss York alone...or, you can meet The Soldiers of Fortune later tonight...in a Handicap Match.
Sarge flashes a cocky grin at Ethan as he backs away and goes to stand by Strikeforce and "the boss".
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Post by Miss York on Feb 12, 2014 18:43:30 GMT -5
Miss York was not amused as she had an employee come out and go over the line. Sarge was doing his job as to protect her. But she was not in the mood to play with Ethan.
Well looks like loverboy can't keep it in his pants. But hotshot I'm out of your league and you'll never know what that's like. But what I'm gonna do is go along with my team's request. But it won't be tonight but at the BITW PPV. You will face the Soldiers Of Fortune in a 2 on 1 handicap match. I want this match to be at one of our biggest ppvs of the year. So champ you won't have Mr. International either. So better get ready and that's not all.
On March 2nd, you'll face Juelz Storm. I haven't forgotten about you two. And since you are such a ladies man then you'll face her with Jenna in her corner. So next time you try to make sexual thoughts towards me, you better remember who pays your salary. And the only reason I haven't suspended you Mr. Quinn or fired you is because I got a better solution. And you're gonna see that first hand in 2 weeks. So if I was you I would remember who the boss is and who the employee is. What comes out of your mouth next could determine your fate.
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Post by Ethan Quinn on Feb 12, 2014 18:54:34 GMT -5
Ethan smiles as he wipes his mouth.
I see what this is about. It's about trying to make an example out of me. It won't work I'll tell you that. I'll take on these two whatever they are. But if you're so confident then let's make it worth my wild. You say these two will hand me an ass whooping? I probably need one but they won't do it. If I win that match then you get in that ring and place those golden high maintenance blue blood lips of yours on mine. You owe me a 30 second frenchy. Your tongue in my mouth so I know what a kiss is like? If you're so confident then you'll accept and since they have the advantage it's not too much to offer? But that's not all. If I beat Juelz then we go on a dinner date with you paying the bill. You know since you got it like that?
Ethan points at the Soldiers of Fortune.
Are you two confident to do the boss dirty work? You don't want to let her down do you? I'll see you at the PPV. And boss lady get that tongue ready and watch what I do with my hands.
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The Sarge
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Post by The Sarge on Feb 12, 2014 20:35:35 GMT -5
Sarge raises his mic.....
Don't worry about that, ya limey scumbag! She ain't gonna need to do a damn thing with her tongue except use it to seal the envelope that holds our money after we take you down at Best In The World! There won't be any tongue in your mouth. Just my boot shoved so far up your ass, you'll need a doctor to remove it.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 15, 2014 12:55:23 GMT -5
Strike Force takes the mic from Sarge....
I completely agree with you Sarge and I will say that Mr Quinn you will be made an example out of for all the locker room to take notice with anyone that thinks they are going to walk through the Soldiers of Fortune. We will do whatever it takes to protect Miss York and anyone that she feels crosses her will be dealt with accordingly by how we see fit. Last season we were rookies this year will be our year. There is no one that can beat us and Miss York is under our protection no matter what anyone thinks.
StStrike force gives the mic back to Sarge..
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Post by Miss York on Feb 16, 2014 21:52:04 GMT -5
Laughing from what Quinn was talking about. Couldn't help but feel mixed feelings over his feelings.
Mr. Quinn, you need to stay focused. No need in living your fantasies in reality. I'm not kissing you or going out with you. No matter the circumstances. I Co own this company and won't allow a frustrated employee dictate the stipulations when I sign the checks. You will wrestle the Soldiers of Fortune in a handicap match. If you win then count as you pulling through but my intention is to prove why I'm the boss and you're the employee.
So concentrate on your night because I feel you'll need it by the end of the night. Your attitude and demeanor is the reason why you are in the position you're in Mr. Quinn. So get ready to compete as I should be the last thing on your mind. So to help with that I got more news to tell you but not at this moment. Have a good night Mr. Quinn; your day has just begun.
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