Fed Cup:SuperBowl Dallas WINNER MYSTIC MAULER

[WpW admin]

Final Roleplay deadline WED FEB 2nd@ 11:59 pm central.

Fed Cup: SuperBowl Dallas
(in-char event date)
Saturday Night
February 5th, 2011
Dallas,Texas
Dallas Convention Center
www.nfl.com/superbowl/45/events/nfl-experience

RP DEADLINE WEDNESDAY FEBRUARY 2nd

Dallas Convention Center
Dallas,Texas

Fed Cup comes to NFL Experience during Super Bowl XLV weekend in Dallas, Texas!


Fed Cup is an Over the top rope battle royal

Your wrestler could become FED CUP winner adding it's name to a historic WpW legacy!

The Federation Cup is open to ANYONE and EVERYONE
including guests or ppl who've never rp'd in WpW before.

WpW Federation Cup goes to the winner of an over the top rope battle royal.

Fed Cup will be strictly a list of who won & eliminations. It will not be a detailed Match description on the show.

Here's how to get in & maybe win!

Read the rules carefully as they are DIFFERENT than regular show roleplaying.

This is Fed Cup EXCLUSIVE RP RULES. That means Fed Cup ONLY. Please do NOT start rping like this for regular shows.


1.)Roleplays begin NOW.)

2.) All Rps must be straight to the board replied inside THIS thread only. (no linking or pics allowed)

3) ALL RPS MUST NOT EXCEED ( do not go over) 15 lines. Keep it short!

4.) For this match all rps must be posted as a reply here in this thread.

5.) You must WAIT until someone replies before posting again. No limit to the total number of times you can post however. Unlimited roleplaying!

6.) NO single/same wrestler can post back to back. If you break this rule you will be automatically eliminated & deemed ineligible to win. Handlers may only reply to their OWN wrestler once per day to spark or generate action from opponents. Otherwise UNLIMITED on the number of times per day you may need to reply & rp to win Fed Cup!

7. No limit on rps for this award. This means you may post UNLIMITED number of times until deadline. No daily limits if rules are followed.

8. Do not post pictures in your roleplays for Fed Cup. If you break this rule you will be automatically eliminated & deemed ineligible to win.

9. You may enter as many of your wrestlers as you'd like. No limit on the number of wrestlers to be involved. If you use your main proboards account for a different wrestler of yours make sure the post is CLEAR on which wrestler is rping/entered in Fed Cup battle royal! This is so it will count for the correct star and so your opponents know who they are speaking against.

10. Stay in character, on camera. Fed Cup is where trash talking your opponents IS rewarded and also ENCOURAGED! Go for it!



If you have any questions pm admin on these boards

AND

LAST BUT DEFINETLY NOT LEAST..... HAVE fun!!!

Your wrestler could be the NEXT FED CUP CHAMPION!!!!

Follow the rules and reply BELOW with your rping to try and win the Fed Cup! Turn up the heat as WpW's innovative most interactive roleplay feature Fed Cup is held and Let the battle begin!!!!!

Roleplaying thread here BELOW is officially OPEN NOWWWWW!!!!!

[paulroach]

I'm going to start off by saying that last time I was in one of these matches Leroy and EB Marcus teamed up on me to throw my ass out. This time it isn't going to happen like that. EB Marcus is scared of me that's why he hasn't opened his mouth and Leroy may just be smart enough to know that luck don't happen twice.

[Lilly]

Lilly walks in the room with the camera.

Lilly: EB Marcus might be scared of you Roach, but I'm not! Let this be a replay of last weeks TV title match! And Roach goes down!!!

[NLWF]

Mr. NLWF: Hey i'm a jerk who got caught advertising my fed i wasnt supposed to!!!

[Aerik Walker]

Camera scene opens up in a weight room, where Mystic Mauler is tossing a few punches at a white bag in the corner. He turns to the camera.

Mystic: "Fed Cup? Dallas? With this ragtag group of nobodies? Count me in. I'll be the biggest thing in this town since Cliff Lee."

[paulroach]

Isn't this beautiful (Roach says laughing) I got a sexy ass woman wanting to beat me and then we got Mystic Mauler. What the hell kind of name is that? Well, whatever, you talk about being the biggest thing since Cliff Lee? Well, I don't know who that is so I'm going to kick your ass meat.

[Lilly]

Roach and mauler what do you say we teach that nlwf guy a lesson and get him out first since he infiltrated here he entered himself into a beatdown! Then I'll take you both out myself!

[paulroach]

What do I say to that? (he asks Lilly) I say we're going to throw that infiltrator out, but then I have to throw you out. I HAVE to get my revenge...

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic develops his lopsided grin.

Mystic: "I hate infiltrators. I hate spies. He will rue the day he even tried. As for you, Roach, let's not talk about names, kid. Cuz I'ma squash you like a roach. Trust me. Then Lilly, babe, it's just me and you, and I'ma toss your pretty lil ass outta the ring."

[Lilly]

I'm talking to a bunch of freakin losers who just want to touch my body! Look guys, I know you're jealous, I mean after all who has gold around their waist? And no boys i'm not talking about a chasity belt either! I'm the All Time television Champ and if you think for one minute I'll let you win this thing.... YOU ARE WRONG!

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic shakes his head, still smirking.

Mystic: "Aww, Lils, did I pinch a nerve? It may have been nearly seven years since I saw you last, but sweetheart, you haven't changed a bit. Still a pompous, classless bitch. Shame. But, fortunately, you will end up in a position that I know you're quite familiar with... lying on your back."

[Amber Grace]

Amber sits at her desk and writes.

Dear Diary,

I know its been a while but just wanted to say I'm entering into the WpW fed cup! I hope I win! I some competition here. I'd be a fool if I were to say I'm the best and I'll win. I'm gonna do my best though. Wish me luck!

Love,

Amber

[Stunkle]

lilly you are the biggest pompus brat i have ever heard of. you are so bad you make a cheer leader look like nothing at all. you make me sick.you try to change but you cant because you was born the devil. suck on that BINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[apollo]

"Everyday a Star is Born" by Jay-Z plays from a radio in an unkempt hotel room. A stocky bald headed black man sits in a chair with his feet propped up on a bolted down desk. His arms fold behind his head as he chews a wad of tobacco. His eyes glance a flyer. He nods in approvement.

"A free fight? I'm game!!"

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic stops punching the white bag, slowly turning his head towards the camera.

Mystic: "Amber Grace. Another pretty lady who doesn't stand a chance in a realm where I'm clearly King. Write in your diary about that, princess. Stunkle, I'ma bink your dumbass right on outta my ring, you poor, pathetic freak. Same goes for the mystery cupcake."

[paulroach]

All of you motherfuckers are nuts. You stupid fucks are actually thinking you will beat me? Let me tell you motherfuckers something: I won't go down without a fight. I actually don't plan on going down at all, so Mystic Mauler talk all the shit you want it isn't going to work for you. Lilly, you're right I do want to touch your body, but it's only to toss it out of that ring. Now for Amber, Apollo, Stunkle, and Mr. Infiltrator you better as well just step back.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic chuckles, shaking his head.

Mystic: "Roach, you bumblefuck, are you truthfully just stupid or is it all just a pathetic act? Of course my 'talking shit', as you so eloquently put it will work. It's pissing you off, isn't it? Then it's working just fine, cupcake. And trust me, I don't care if you will go down fighting or not. Plain and simple, you're just going to go down."

[Jamar Matthews]

Jamar Matthews has a handheld camera and cuts it on



Jamar: I leart if you's gone win sumfin yous got to git up and go fo' it. Stead of standing round saying WpW is day-id git up and be active foo'. I'm gone be in Dally signing autograffs so git me mo' paycheck by being in Fed Cup. Roach we gone do this. Myztic let's do this. Lilly git sum and Stunkle you lost tv title and probably nothin but a quitter who too scared to sho' his face in WPW eva' uhgin! Jamar sho' nuff gone be there fo Fed Cup this time! I'm wantin' to git paid. I gots chil' support to PAY!!!



The WpW original turns the camera off.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic takes a seat on the benchpress bench, clasping his hands together in front of him. For a moment, he says nothing, looking off in the distance. He then turns his attention to the camera.

Mystic: "Jesus Christ, this Fed Cup has turned into a Who's Who of Who Cares. Jamar, I knew your big dumb ass would waltz its way on into this Fed Cup. And just like every one previous, you always talk about the child support you gotta pay. Listen closely, brotha, I don't give a f**k about you, your children, your momma's children, her momma's children or anyone else. This is about more than representing the WpW as Fed Cup champion. It's about tossin' seven worthless wastes of precious oxygen outta the ring and walkin' outta Dallas a bigger star than Terrell Owens."

[Jamar Matthews]

The handheld cam of Jamar cuts on.

Jamar: I's surprised Mysti you dont realize this IS about bein Fed Cup winner and not about bein' a bigga star than T.O. who got rode out of dally texas a suicidal failure. The who's who of who cares included you. The people care and I care fo' the people. Dat why I be gone sign plenty autograffs all week long next week. Dis is about getting paid foo and being Fed Cup champ not a washed up wideout. Yo be trippin. I sho' hope I get to the final two ginst you Mysty.

Jamar chuckles.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic covers his face with his hand, shaking his head.

Mystic: "I don't care about signing autographs. I don't care about the people. I don't care about anything except tossing your sorry ass outta my ring so that the real talent can get what's coming to them... the Deadman's Hand."

[paulroach]

Paul Roach intrigued by the noise walks back into the room and rolls his eyes at the meathead Mystic Mauler and the dumbass Jamar Matthews arguing.

Roach: "Can both of you shut the f**k up for just a minute?" he asks them perturbed. "You're both worthless. Neither of you will EVER measure up to somebody like me no matter how long you've been affiliated with this fed or how many times you've won a WPW title..." he breathes heavy before continuing on again. "The facts remain I am going to be the one who claims the Fed Cup in Dallas just like Pittsburgh is going to claim the Superbowl rings in Dallas.

"So, why don't you two boys, run along and play nice and I will see you and the rest of these 'worthy' (he places air quotes around his last word) competitors Febuary 5th." He laughs again. "Although, I know that you two boneheads won't be quiet so that was just me wasting my own air."

With that Paul Roach turns and leaves again.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic stands up from the bench, his lopsided grin developing.

Mystic: "Listen real close, you stupid sunovabitch. I have been in wrestling longer than most people have been. I've got a resume that would make most modern-day superstars blush. I'm a veteran of the squared-circle. There is no way some snot-nosed, third-rate halfwit is going to do anything except be my bitch. And if you try to do something about it, trust me cupcake, I will drop you so hard, your spine will shoot out of your ass like a fucking javelin."

[paulroach]

Hearing the words of Mystic Mauler Paul Roach stops in mid-stride and turns around laughing.

Roach: Okay, let me get this straight 'pumpkin'. You're bragging about being in this business longer then the majority of people right? You say that you're accomplishments would make anybody blush? Well, buddy boy, I don't see how winning the All-Time Television championship once and holding it for for seven weeks is going to make anybody blush.

So why don't you get your funny looking head, with that lopsided grin, out of your ass. Understand that you're just a washed up never-was and just walk out towards the sunset and retire before I have to put you down like an old dog. Got that old man?

He opens up his arms welcoming a comeback from Mystic Mauler.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic shakes his head, still grinning.

Mystic: "You just don't listen, do ya, sunshine? I didn't say anything about the All-Time Television championship. I said nothing about my tenure in WpW. I simply said that I have a resume that would make most people blush. A resume that spans twenty-plus years. A resume that includes a multitude of things that you can only DREAM of obtaining. Ya need to listen before you open your big ugly mouth, pretty boy. But, fear not. I have no qualms in jacking your jaw up for you, so you'll never have to worry about opening it again. Trust me."

[paulroach]

Roach also begins to laugh at Mystic Mauler's funny looking grin.

Roach: No, I got to admit I don't find what you have to say very interesting, but you said that you have accomplishments. Now, I know you're type the old guy wanting to live in the past, but guess what gramps this isn't the past, this is the present and in this current time you're not on top anymore. Those accomplishments over your '20 plus year career' in other feds don't matter. What matters is this one and the fact you were once a champion 7 years ago. So, don't talk to me like I'm some sort of chump and you're some bad ass because instead of you 'jacking my jaw' I'll just jack yours and toss you out and then in the future I'll easily beat you in a single's match just like I did to EB Marcus.

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic chuckles.

Mystic: "You? Best me a match? That's gold. That's classic. That's..."

Mystic chuckles harder, then suddenly stops. His icy-cold blue eyes staring daggers into the camera, as if looking at Roach directly.

Mystic: "NEVER going to happen... Trust me."

[Scooter]

Elevation commentator and aspiring wrestler Scooter Miles smiles at the camera.

Scooter: Since I can't get into this year's Roy Lee Rumbdiddleeumpious its time for me to drink from the chalise of fed cup! Yippy Kai-yayyyyyy mutherchampers. Time to scoot. Roach take a few hits and chill, Tyger take your midol and shadddddupppp. Mauler you're letting the roid rage show. Mr NLFW I can't wait to personally kick your advertising booty! Stunkle you just plain stink. Jamar thanks for the tip about last fed cup but this time I'm knocking you out! If I win I'll treat everyone to cheeseburgers! That's the plan. Yum.

Scooter gives two thumbs up.

[paulroach]

Paul Roach raises his eyebrow towards Scooter, dismissing him, then looks at Mauler trying to be threatening.

"You laugh?" he asks with little amusement in his voice. "you're acting like you've got skills in the ring Mystic Mauler and that's one thing I'm finding funny."

He cracks a smile that does not extend to his eye and stares him down just a bit harder.

"Because you OBVIOUSLY have no more or else you wouldn't be facing the worst wrestler on the card."

[Aerik Walker]

Mystic shakes his head.

Mystic: "Not by my own choice, Paul. Do you really think I want to be facing the ol' bag of bones, Terry "The Hawk" Hawkins? Nah. I'd rather be cutting my teeth on the so-called 'talent' that this organization boasts. However, since I don't see any, I'll just have to start by caving in the skull of Hawkins. So be it."