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ROLEPLAY INFORMATION

Roleplay Title:Last Brother Standing
Accomplishments: MPW Television Champion (x1)
Next Match:GM Match vs. Titan
Event:
After Shock
Date:
October 9, 2012


Tuesday Afternoon

I'm leaving MPW headquarters, not exactly myself. Not that what anybody else is going through really fucking matters to me but sometimes retards really grate me the wrong way. On top of that, my fight with Lexi a couple weeks ago has still got me on edge. Part of me knew that the only way that she was going to stand on her own two feet for once was to actually have someone tell her to suck it up. She'd been through a hell of a lot, most of which she'd refused to tell me about... I knew it had something to do with her step-father who mysteriously turned up beaten and almost dead, months after she'd been trained by my Dad. Part of me wanted to know but yet I'm glad I didn't. I needed to move on and get over having her in my head so much. She didn't want me for anything other than a friend and someone to run to in case her current boyfriend got a beating.

The other part of my distress was that I'd had the misfortune of being notified that I had been mentioned in two so called promo's done by the current contenders for my old title. I'd run into Jay Wyatt and he'd casually brought up the subject, thinking it would get him an interview it but I didn't want to talk to him.... but that didn't stop me from running into Bowers, coming back from one of his other interviews and still having a camera crew and microphone. He smirked and I rolled my eyes.

"So Justin.... Wanna talk about what was said about you by McNair and Taufik. While your at it you can talk a little about the match against your brother coming up?"

"I'm not really in the mood, but I'm not going to get rid of you parasites until I do. Fine you want a few words... I'll make this quick because I have much better things to do with my time."

"Well I think we all wanna know what you think of Taufik and McNair's comments about you in their recent TV appearances...." he motioned for his camera guy to start filming

"I'm fucking pissed. What kind of question is that? You want me to be so angry that I bash your skull in and destroy your camera? you must be either very stupid or very bold to be starting off with that question. I hate when people don't know where their places are. First off, Taufik saying he's the best TV champ is laughable. The best? Really? Is that why your about to lose your precious title at aftershock. Don't' get me wrong... I really don't give a flying fuck about anybody but myself and a few other select people but what Taufik is doing to that woman is just sick. Never mind being called a terrorist, He's a god damn sadistic pervert. The shit he's doing is illegal.... and I know illegal. He wants to be taken seriously as a contender, get the respect of the American public that he hates oh so much...it's just awful funny that when he can't come after the real issue he resorts to something like kidnapping a woman, Like other "American Wrestling heels" have done in the past. On top of that he resorts to beating her, then urinating on her and locking her up like an animal. It's disgusting. I don't even think the peaceful Muslim followers think that's right. All I can say is that if he ever comes anywhere close to me, I will make sure he knows that I hate woman beaters."

"What about McNair basically calling you a joke..."

"McNair needs to take a look in the mirror. He turns around and says that I lack athleticism? The guy eats what like 4 double cheeseburgers a day. How he managed to land such a hot girlfriend is beyond me. He's also so far beyond in the times. Don't you know that photo shopping my head on other bodies is so last PPV? Like I said then, I'll say it again. Any idiot with a computer and a working knowledge of the internet can do that. It's not really a big of an insult as McNair thought it would be. Fact of the matter is that the only reason he's even bringing me up is because he thinks it's going to boost his dwindling career to try and take on one of the big boys. I come to expect that he'll face me one day and I will teach him what exactly it means to be a champion in this business. All I can say to the guy is don't throw stones at people when you live in a glass house. You'll get shards in your eye."

"Is that all?" Bowers looks bored and I give him the best angry face I can muster with my lack of wanting to do this interview in the first place. It's enough for his facial expression to change enough that he takes a step back.

"Let's just put it this way, I won that championship competing against 5 other guys. Taufik won it with a lucky shot and now he's about to lose it, even though I think McNair needs to be the new spokesperson for Jenny Craig, he's a more well deserving TV champ then Taufik is. It's a stain on MPW to have such a disgrace holding a belt that I lovingly polished and took care of for weeks. I was the first ever TV champ in a new fed and no one can take that away from me but these men have to realize is that it's the lowest tier belt. Which means that both of them only have a little bit more talent then some other low life's in this fed, which barely even gave them a chance to compete for a title at all. I came to realize that in order to move on to bigger and better I was going to have to give up that belt, so what Taufik sees as a grand victory is really just me being lazy and not giving a fuck. I'm moving on baby. I knew that no one could beat me and I wasn't just going to hand it over. Sure, he did get an advantage but in the end I let him win. I want the real gold in this fed. First the tag titles and then Sin City...something those shit eaters and pond scum aren't even close to achieving right now, both of which I'm in contendership for. Then maybe after I easily wipe out the competition for those belts I'll think about going for world title but that's so far in the future and I don't want to set my standards too high. I know what I can do and I don't have to set myself up on a pedestal, steal titles, or kidnap people to accomplish those things."

"One last question... how are you feeling about facing your brother in 2 days?"

"Jeremy... or as you all know him, "Titan". The big man for hire who remains mute. The advantage that I have is that I've know him 29 years. I've trained with him for 25 of those. It will be a tough match but I have no reservations about kicking his ass."

"He hasn't said anything about the match himself..."

"And he won't. the only way the big badass "Titan" would talk was when My sister did most of it for him. He's just a goon. That's all he's ever really been good for. Sometimes I think he was adopted because the rest of the Fischer family have big mouths and lots of fuel to fire them."

Then I recall that there is still one other person that thinks she's got balls around this place and that needed to be addressed, so before Bowers can open his mouth again, I'm telling her just where she sits in the rankings around here.

"Speaking of fire, Biguns also seems to think she has an advantage and can threaten me with pink slips and janitorial jobs but she's got another thing coming. First off, boobzilla can't touch me....I'm not stupid... you don't think I had certain things written into my contract to prevent such a thing like this from happening? As soon as I knew I was going into a fed with my sister I had 'I quit matches' and firings exhibited exclusively just for if such an occasion like this arose. She can't fire me if I lose to a sibling. Plain and simple. On top of that it also states that I can't be demoted to anything other than a wrestler on the roster. People seem to think I'm exaggerating when I say I'm near genius level in intelligence. I do everything I do for a reason. Chunky Brewster over there is seriously deluded. Even if I somehow lost this match, there is no way that the Hales will keep her on staff as GM. I'm not overly fond of Madd Katt but he's got the experience to run a fed where as the only experience that Biguns has is running a dick. so what do I have to say about my match with my brother? He better bring his A-Game because I certainly am. the only Fischer leaving that ring in tact will be me."

I push the microphone out of my face and start to walk away, the whole time I can hear Bowers yelling after me, trying to ask me questions about Lexi and Caine. Those are things I won't comment on. The fact that I knew about her little surprise was not something I was going to spill the beans on because the truth of the matter was.... it wasn't my problem this time...neither was the fact that she didn't even know how the hell the daddy was either. She might not realize exactly how much info I can get from a computer, especially when a lot of medical stuff was online now.... I didn't know who Daddy #2 could be but I had my suspicions. All I knew was that it wasn't me and I was pretty damn thankful for that....but part of me didn't believe it was Hunter's either.

Whatever. I'd told her I was done and so I was going to make sure it was done. I'd told Blissy to keep her mouth shut too. She huffed a little but agreed. It wasn't going to benefit us in anyway to tell anybody about it but I think if I found out who the other daddy could be, I'd probably tell him because Lexi sure as hell would avoid it at all costs.

A car pulls up beside me as I get closer to the sidewalk. The window rolls down and I'm greeted by a generous smile, eyes covered by sunglasses.

"Hey there handsome." I have grown to love Bella's sweet face.

"What are you doing here?" I walk up to the drivers side and it looks like I'm soliciting. Thank god this was a good area and it was the middle of the afternoon.

"I needed to get out for a little bit. I'd ask if you needed a ride but I know you took your bike."

"Where did you get the car?"

Bella smiles. "I rented it. You think I was going to come out here for a week and be stranded to your apartment?"

I laugh. "I guess I should have given you more credit...and yes, I have my bike."

"I got a call from your sister. Apparently her and Jackson want to go to dinner with us tonight and I said yes."

"Now your answering for us? Barely a couple and your already taken liberties. Should I start writing out a pre-nup?"

She took off her glasses just so I could see her roll her eyes at me.

"It's not a big deal Justin."

A double date with my tag partner and sister? It was a bigger deal that she thought.

"Fine. What time are we supposed to be doing this?"

"7. Jackson said we can all go in his car."

"Of course he did. Right okay well don't take too long with whatever your out doing."

"I was going to take a look at some stores. It's not every day I get to go to Vegas."

My hand slips to my back pocket where I take out my wallet and hand her some bills. Damn now it really looks bad.

She takes them but looks at me confused.

"I can pay for myself you know...."

"I know but you wanna get yourself a new dress for tonight or something right? So... why shouldn't I pay for it. I like spoiling you."

She shook her head and frowned at me.

"When are you going to realize that I am not Electra! I don't need to be bought!"

Actually, I wanted to tell her that Lexi was just as strong willed as she was, if not more....but I'd let her believe whatever she wanted.

"I never bought her stuff, except the diamond ring that cost me an arm and a leg."

"What you do with it after she said no?"

"I sold it."

It had taken a while for me to finally give up on the idea that Electra would be my future wife but I had eventually sold it. I didn't want the memory of it, and I certainly wasn't going to give it to another girl after that. It was bad luck as far as I was concerned. the reason why Lexi and I didn't work out was sitting in front of me in a very nice sedan coupe.

She motioned for me to come closer and I leaned in where she grabbed my cheeks and kissed my long and hard on the lips. she lingered with her fingers on my face before she moved her hand and I stepped back.

"I won't take long."

She rolled her window up and drove on and I watched the car leave. I eventually made my way to my bike and got on, wondering what this double date was going to be like and if my sister would like Bella better then she had Lexi. I guess the big difference was that Bella didn't have a filter. She also didn't pretend to be a tough chick and then come running to people for protection when times got rough. I couldn't help but wonder if that relationship with Caine would last, especially if it turned out that she was carrying another dude's baby. They seemed like they lived in totally different worlds, but I still thought he was more deserving then Rage or Hunter.