Bloodline Roleplay

[ Backstage ]

Omen is in his locker room smashing everything up, Stalker is trying to stop him but nearly getting killed in the process as objects ranging from bandages to weights are flying across the room.

Stalker: Calm down its not as if you lost.

Omen: Thats not the point, The point is them cheating scoundrals who are formily known as the IWF tag champs cant win a match without cheating. Then they feel the earge to come down to the ring and shout their mouths off saying they won. Look if he had beat me one on one fair enough i would admit defeat but they had to cheat then to make matters worse they say they won...

Stalker: Calm down then...Lets just go down to ringside show our face give the fans a bit of jip, Remember the good old times.

Omen: They is no more good times. By the time my good times come there will be no need for me to be here because the establishment will be dead. That is what i will call the good times.

Stalker: Well lets go down to the ring call them out and kick the fuck out of them.

Omen: Nahh they wouldn't fall for that, We could ask them for a match but i'm sure they would make up some lame excuse because thats the way they am..And they call themselves tag champs...Tag chimps more like..

Stalker: Well what we going to do about them?

Omen: Well we're going to have to ask for a match against them. They'll look the worst if they dont accept.

Stalker: Ok good idea.

Omen: I'll just go and get a drink out the vender and we'll head off to ringside.

Stalker: Ok.

Omen climbs to his feet and exits the locker room. He walks down the corridor till he gets to the vending machine..He reaches inside his pocket and pulls out a few cents just enough to scrape a drink. He slides the money in and collecots his drink. As he goes to walk away he hears a high pitched voice squiling his name.

Bowl: Omen...

Omen: This better be good Bowl i got to head to ringside.

Bowl: Can i just get a few words?

Omen: Like fuck can you...Your nothing but a weiny little shirt lifter i'm not even going to be seen being with you now fuck off.

Omen takes a swig off his drink and calls Stalker out of the locker room. Stalker comes charging out and both men head to ringside.

Ringside

JF: Looks like they are on their way out.

JL: well it wouldn't take a genius to work that out you fuzza.

JF bows his head in sorrow and shuts his trap as ' Ministry' hits the PA system, Red fireworks shoot across the arena and an explosion hits the top of the ramp and from the smoke appear Omen and Stalker. They walk dwon the ramp ripping the banners from all the fans th...One fan retaliates..He tries to pull his banner back...Omen pulls this fan over the guardrail and drags him into the ring.

JL: Whats he going to do with him.

The fan is wearing a long hooded coat and dressed all in black. Omen pulls his hood back to reveal...Double B..The crowd bursts out in laughter as does the commentators but Bloodline do not find it funny.

Omen: Shut up you ignorant scrubbers.

The crowd burst into an asshole chant as Omen continues to try and shut them up. But they are so ignorant and they continue to chant asshole. Omen loses it and throws Double B into the ropes...He comes running back to recieve a DEATH DROP which soon shuts the crowd up.

Stalker: We have come out here to make a challenge. We are going to make this short and sweet just like the establishments careers now me and Omen are back in business. You see when jobbers like John Thomas enter the ring with Omen and have to cheat just to srcape a DQ then he gets pissed off.

Omen: You damn right I'm pissed off and as a matter of fact i want my hands on that runt right now. You see John Thomas throughout that matchup while i was beating you to a smitherine i could have pinned you at any moment and took the victory but i wanted to inflict more pain..Were did it get me nowere becuase your fucking bumchum had to come down to the ring and help you.

Stalker: Fair enough i came down to the aid of Omen but thats when it was two on one.

Omen: Not as if i couldn't have handled it single handedly because John you have entered the same ring as me you know what it feels like to go a full matchup with The Omen and you know that it is very easy eh? I mean you didn't have to lift a finger in that match all you did was laid back and enjoyed the ride while i kicked your stinkin ass all round that ring.

Stalker: Anyway the reason we came down here is because we want your ass' on Sunday and i know what your thinking right now ...'They want our ass' Awwww' but no sorry we dont want them in that way. We just want you in this ring were we can kick seven bells of shit out of you.

JF: I think these guys mean business now.

JL: They never have and they never will.

Omen: And by the way we aren't asking for a title match so you dont have to put your precious titles on the line...This way you cant back down. There is no excuse, But there will come a time when you are forced to put them precious titles on the line with the new Bloodline.

Stalker: You see last time was just a warm up...This time will be the real deal when we.....

Omen: I think we'v made our point all we want is our match...The titles will come in the near future but just the thought of me being able ti kick your ass is good enough for now and if by some major chance you do not accept this challenge....Then we will have to hunt you down manually.

Stalker lifts Double B to his feet and executes the SILENT NIGHT on him. Omen then starts stamping on him as 'Ministry' hits the PA system. Seconds later they leave the arena to a deafening boo.

JF: Will The Establishment accept the challenge?

JL: [ Sarcastic ] I doubt it...The NEW bloodline. Even I'm scared now..

JF: Ohh shut up twat features.

JL: Anyway...Tune in next time to see if the unestablished-kunt accept the challenge.

To Be Continued