Champions Run Finals

[Uh Oh]

The Enforcer vs. "The Jersey Devil Diva" Joanne Canelli vs. Dario Arturo Cortez

RP Deadline 11:59 Pm EST Saturday August 15th

[thejerseydevildiva]

Act 1: One Step Closer


The scene opens on the beautiful Jersey Shore. The sun had started to set once again, and the last few rays of the sun had disappeared over the horizon once again as the stars started to dot the sky. The city itself was quiet and even the boardwalk seemed more quiet then usual. The lights still glowed from over head casting shadows along the wooden boardwalk that stretched out as far as the eye could see. The waves were a bit high, with the hurricane that had just passed over. The smell of the fresh sea water mixed with the scents that drifted from the restaurants that could be found along the boardwalk. The camera moves over the city that seemed to be coming back to life. The traffic was heavy, and flowed quickly heading this way and that. The camera moves over one of the nicer parts of the city where we find the massive homes hidden behind the high walls made from stone or wrought iron. The camera moves past he manicured lawns hidden behind the walls and the sound of the sprinklers are all that could be heard coming from behind the high walls. The camera moves to an all to familiar place. The "C" in the middle of the wrought iron was together and the lights of the house started to come on, giving it a beautiful glow. The camera moves to the interior of the house and moves past the massive foyer and down into the depths of the house. The finished basement was set up as a private gym for Joanne. But in one corner was a high end tanning bed. The sound of footsteps are soon heard coming from the stairs, and soon reach the bottom. We see Rude soon standing in front of the tanning bed as the top slowly opens. A slender slightly tanned hand appears from underneath as we see Joanne slowly sitting up.

Rude: Did you rest well boss?

Joanne: Not really... That's why I'm down here... The tannin' isn't workin' anymore... Hell I tried the spray tan and it made me look orange.

Rude: You look fine to me. I mean I haven't heard any complaints from Uh Oh...

Joanne: And you won't. He would never say anythin' bad about me. I need somethin' to make it look natural. The tannin' bed hardly does anythin' now...

Rude: There's only one person that you can call.

Joanne sighs as she puts her feet to the floor. The two piece bathing suit she wore seemed to show off her now slightly tanned body seemed to cling to all the right places. She removes the strange little glasses over her eyes revealing pure red eyes before turning back to their normal color as she picks up the cell phone that sat near by. Joanne hits a button and soon the sound of a phone ringing is heard. The other end is soon picked up, and a small smile forms on her red lips.

Voice: Hello?

Joanne: Hey...

Voice: Joanie. It's so wonderful to hear from you. Is this a social call?

Joanne: Seph you know if it was. I need your help with somethin'...

Seph: Of course. What do you need my dear?

Joanne: Well... The tannin' bed isn't cuttin' it any more. And I would rather not use the spray tan for a reason...

Seph: Ah. I know a secret for that. Mannequin paint.

Joanne: Paint? Wouldn't that be worse?

Seph: Not really. I'll send a card. Trust me he does good work.

Joanne: Thanks.

Joanne soon hangs up, as they start up the stairs as a tap against one of the windows is soon heard. She walks into the kitchen and opens the door that lead out onto the balcony. There sat a rather large black raven, with a card in it's mouth. Joanne steps outside and takes the card from it.

Joanne: Thank you Morrigan.

The raven soon flies of as Joanne looks down at the card, and then back at Rude.

Rude: Well?

Joanne: It's a morgue...

Rude: Do you want me to drive you? Or...

Joanne: Nah, I think I can handle this one. I'll be back soon.

Joanne grabs a set of keys off of the island in the middle of the kitchen and heads out to the garage as the scene fades to black.

Voice: Stay still please.

Voice 2: Sorry... It just tickles.

The camera turns and we see Joanne lying on a steel slab, with an older man moving over her, with what appears to be a spray brush in hand. Her once pale skin was now back to it's natural color.

Man: There we go all done. Just be careful with the paint. Don't get it wet for at least another hour. But please be careful and don't cause to much strain on it, or you it flake. If you are doing something high activity then go with paint of the same color. I'll give you some so you can keep it on hand.

Joanne smiles as she gets to her feet, and looks at herself in the mirror that he had set up.

Joanne: Wow! I look like myself again... Well before this happened. How much do I owe you for this?

Man: You don't owe me anything. Mr. Du Lac took care of it... Well anyone in the Brotherhood is taken care of.

Joanne: I see. How do you know Seph?

She starts getting dressed, as he fills a spray bottle with the same colored paint that he had used.

Man: He was brought into the morgue and they considered him dead as a door nail. He was covered in heavy scratches, and I was ready to do an autopsy. I started to drain his blood when he woke up. He told me to put it back, and I did. He told me that he could give me back my youth, and keep me going and keep the lights on. So I took him up on his offer.

Joanne: Makes sense. Thanks once again. So when do I need to come back and get touched up?

Man: If you are easy on your body about two months... If not two weeks time. Just for small touch ups.

Joanne: Fair enough. See you then.

Joanne grabs the paint, and walks out of the morgue. Her high heeled shoes click on the cement floor as she walks through the long hallway.

Joanne: I got a message that had me intrigued... I'm in the last round of Champions Run and I have to say that I figured I would make it no matter what I had to do. I managed to beat everyone that faced off against me and now... I have two more opponents and then I'll get what I want in the end of this little tourney. Look at who I'm facin' for one...

She smiles as she reaches the door that lead back outside.

Joanne: Lets see where to start... Enforcer you held a title but not for very long. Who took it from you? Oh yeah my ex. I have to admit that the match that you had for it was intense but you walked into that one thinkin' that you were goin' to hold onto it, but you didn't in the end. Our match will be a little bit different, but trust me I'm not goin' to let you win this one. I know that you are goin' to give me a fight if nothin' else but then again so will Dario. But then again... What has Dario even done to get where I am?  I've held titles, I've faced off against some big names but all you've done is backed the wrong horse. I mean you backed Apocalypse... And look it where it got them in the end!

She laughs as her eyes flash red, as she heads out into the night.

Joanne: I still can't figure out what you are even doin' with those losers. They held one, I repeat ONE title since they came into the NCW... And you have NEVER held any. So as you can see I don't see you as a threat Dario. If you think you can stand against me then I just hope you know what you're gettin' into. I'm one of the best that ever was, and I don't hold back on anyone that I stand against. And I don't have just one opponent to fuck up, I have two! This should be fun. I'm goin' to destroy both of you and not even think twice about what I do to you. In the end both of you will be starin' up at the lights wonderin' where it all went wrong as I stand over you in victory. This is goin' to be where it all ends for you two and the beginnin' for me. We are the Mafioso and we get paid to kick your ass! See you soon and good luck, you're goin' to need it.

Joanne laughs, as she walks off into the night as the scene fades to black.

[enforcer]

*Scene*

:: Enforcer is sitting around a table out by the pool of his Sagaponack, New York vacation home. Around the table are retired wrestlers Kevin Krash and Joey Cranston. ALong with Enforcer’s wife, Justice Orton-Cross. They are playing poker while Enforcer and Justice’s son Ian and Joey’s son Caden are swimming in the pool.::



Cranston:I’m not sure if I should bet or fold.



Enforcer:Nicholas, you are the first person to bet this hand. You can do whatever you want.



Cranston:That is so much pressure.



::Enforcer turns to Kevin.::



Enforcer:Kev, this is why we don’t let Nicholas do things that are fun.


Krash:I know, I know, I felt sorry about him.


Cranston:Hey, hey, hey Kevin you don’t have to apologize for me because I love to do fun things. I am all about fun. Who invented the tricycle down the ramp match? Who would dress up as Cranston Claus each Christmas? Who insisted on having the entire HHW roster play Funtivities? That is right, me!


Enforcer:I know you think you are proving your point, Nicholas but you just made my argument for me.



Cranston:How do you figure?


Enforcer:Tricycles down a ramp match and funtivities?



Cranston:You should be thanking me, not giving me grief.



Enforcer:Kev, Justice will you two back me up on this.



Justice Orton-Cross:I’ve learned over the years not to get into the middle when you two bicker because you two really sound like an old married couple.



::Enforcer and Joey gasps as Kevin chuckles.::


Cranston:How dare you?!?!



Justice Orton-Cross:What? Don’t blame me for how you two bicker.



Enforcer:That hurts, babe. Really twist the knife into my back.



Krash:While I do enjoy seeing all this bickering and giving each other a hard time but Enforcer don’t you remember you have the finals of the Champions Run tournament?



Enforcer:Are you sure,Kev?



Krash:Don’t you remember you had the quarterfinals a couple weeks ago?


Enforcer:Seriously? I don’t recall that.



Krash:You don’t remember being so pissed because you found out about that match until two days before the actual match and you had to change your schedule around a lot just to make it to the match?



Enforcer:Ugh! Kev, you are always the burden of bad news.


Cranston:I’d have to agree with you on that, Enforcer.


Enforcer:See, Kev. Nicholas agrees with me.



Krash:How can you say that?



Cranston:Do you remember all the times as HHW Commissioner you wouldn’t let me have my fun? I was the owner and as the owner I would get to boss people around but noooo not with you around. Jerk!



Enforcer:Not to mention all those times in ECWF when you would constantly remind us of our matches while we were there.


Krash:If I didn’t you two would have gone winless there.



::Enforcer and Joey scoff at Krash.::



Enforcer:Kev, don’t talk to us with your nonsense.



Krash:Ok, fine.



Enforcer:No, wait. Tell me who I am facing in this Champions Run tournament finals.



Krash:Thank me first!



Enforcer:Ugh fine. Thank you, Krash, you monster.



Krash:Ah music to my ears. You’ll be facing Dario Arturo Cortez and Joanne Canelli.




Enforcer:Just those two jokes and I will win the Champions Run tournament?



Krash:Yes, exactly.



::Enforcer rolls his eyes.::



Enforcer:I have heard for the last year when I joined Thug Revolution how disgusted Dario was for picking Thug Revolution over my family. Dario, my friend, I will let you know when I give a shit about your two cents. You are just angry and still crying that I kept you from winning the Bloody Hardcore title last November. Which is the closest you ever came to winning a championship in NCW. Which proves you are as irrelevant as ever and that is the worst thing you can be in this business. So, go off into the corner and let the adults handle business.



::Enforcer grabs his beer and takes a sip before putting the can back down on to the table.::




Enforcer:Then there is Ms. Canelli, who thinks bringing up the fact that I lost the Bloody Hardcore title to a damn vampire. Ms. Canelli, your feeblemindedness just came oozing out of your mouth because it sure as hell wasn’t entertaining. People have found watching and smelling roadkill rather than listening to you talk, Ms. Canelli. Your ignorance caused you to admit to being involved with Costa Nostra. Do you want to admit to any other crimes while you are at it? Which is why you haven’t reached your potential in this business Ms. Canelli. I mean you’ve done ok but despite your delusions of grandeur that you are better than you are you are an epic bust compared to all of your hype. Which is why I am walking out of the ring as the Champions Runs winner.



::The camera fades to black.::

[Dario Arturo Cortez]

* Our cameras show Dario who is not wearing a shirt but in workout shorts and shoes. he seems to be in Tito Ortiz's mma ring. he is sitting on a small bench taking a break as he is drinking some Gatorade due to him being all hot and sweaty..his cell phone then rings. he hears the voice on the other end. it is very loud and his cell phone is not even on speaker mode. he talks back in latin.he then hangs up the phone. Tito Ortiz then walks up to him as he is sitting inside his mma ring simply breathing in and out. Dario then gets up and grabs a second gatorade bottle. he hands it to tito. tito thanks him.he sees the camera and gives him the it's ok to come in motion.*

Dario: Well i must thank our camera crew for letting me know that the finals match is set. you would think that i would have received a text about it or something. it seems that the finals are finally underway and it seems that both of my opponents have said what they wish to say to me. i will see what they have to say when i am done with my workout with tito.

You will be informed on when it is okay for you to return. until then please leave.

Fade

* After a while our camera crew approaches Dario who is in his hotel room. he is dressed in a nice suit. nice longed sleeve shirt with the top button undone and pushed back. no tie. nice slacks and shoes. to his left is a black bag with his initials in bright red and a bright red strap on it in order to carry it another way.*

Dario: Well, well. it seems that both of my opponents had something to say to me and that something was more or less said by both of them. Neither one had anything original to say about me. but alas it is my turn and as they say ladies first.

Ms.Canelli you mentioned that Enforcer lost his title to your ex? my, my that could make things interesting between the two of you. or not. anyhow you said that i have not done a lot in terms of belts or accomplishments such as winning a tournament and so on. you have done a lot more than myself. it's true. then again you have been here WAYYYY longer than i have. You have asked what i have done,well i did beat Fathi who pinned you in our match at march madness.so there's that. if you want to say that i am simply grasping at straws in saying that. you might have half a point there. I don't know if you have noticed, but holding a belt for a semi or even long period of time is quite easy to do here as our schedule is quite lax as to what i am used to anyway. i have had two championship opportunities and lost them. then again you did not win the battle royal for the top belt in January either did you?.

You should choose your words more carefully Ms. Canelli or you may end up just like Necra Ocativen Kane did after our tag-team victory in our lethal lottery tag team match and while we both advanced due to said victory, i left her with a little something to remember me by. this happened a mere 6 days ago. i wonder if she will be in shape when it is time for Battlebowl.

he smirks

but let us put that aside as that match has yet to take place. now as far as the tournament finals goes your best bet is to do just as brian kennedy did to me in the 5 vs 5 vs 5 elimination match that took place at march madness. or in this case do what he did to the enforcer as well or perhaps allow reinforcements to help you. i do not doubt your ability and skill. however you seem to be underestimating mine. as you can see i am training in an actual mma ring and my training partner is ufc hall of famer tito ortiz. So my mat skills have improved as have my * he takes his right hand and taps his left shoulder three times.* I will show both yourself and enforcer NO mercy.

he gives a slight pause as he drinks more of his gatorade also giving him a moment to think.

Now on to Enforcer:..i am glad that i waited to see what the two of you would say. but especially you enforcer. you lost your belt to HER ex? that's tough. and yes it was a good match. you put on a good match. Now as to your comments about me being upset about you turning your back on your family in order to join thug revolution..well perhaps you were to busy preparing yourself for the 5 vs 5 vs 5 match, or perhaps those thoughts were more on your what became your unsuccessful defense of your hardcore title to hear what i said.

As i made my way to the arena for our march madness pay per view. the only thing i actually cared about was you turning on your family. because unlike yourself i care about family's. * he sighs* i spoke my mind about it and dropped it. But seriously though is that all that and your victory over me in the hardcore match and this, this is all you have you have to say about me? talk about beating a dead horse.

he chuckles

despite me caring about family, overall i do not care that you turned on your own family to join thug revolution. i lasted the longest against you in our match for the hardcore title. truth be told i didn't actually believe that it would take place in an actual junkyard. that was a first for me. however if i actually cared about what you have said about me, then perhaps i would have felt insulted. but i do not. now if i wanted that hardcore title i would have pursued you for the title. the fact that i did not should tell you such.

then again we are talking about the same person who had to have his friend inform that had actually made it to the finals despite taking on the least amount of people to get there.

pause

You can say it's not your fault that people retired and dropped out. but that is not much to ling on. had you actually cared about facing people in order to get to the finals unlike Ms.Canelli and myself you would have gone to management and asked them to allow you to face someone and EARN your way there. But instead you just sat around and did what? Well we will find out if you have any ring rust or not. if so you may just be looking at the champions run tournament winner. Or will you be bailed out with help? Time will tell.

* Dario then turns to his left and grabs his bag. he carries it by it's handles. as he leaves his room. the camera crew follow. as he makes his way to the elevators he meets Mr. Creed. they nod their heads at each other. creed breaks the silence by giving him some advice on the final match. as the elevators doors open Mr. Creed excuses himself and heads to the parking lot via a side door. as dario is walking out to a waiting limo he looks to his right and it's tito ortiz who is wearing a nice shirt that looks like it's new and new looking dark denim pants with matching belt and black athletic shoes. *

Tito: About time.

Dario looks at his watch. and then receives a text as his phone is inside his left pocket. he ignores it.

Dario: No. your early. i am right on time. you look good. now shall we go. my limo is waiting.

Tito smirks and grabs his cell phone that was resting on his lap and gets up. he follows dario to his limo. after they enter it they leave and start making their way to the arena. along the way he checks his texts.

Dario: wow. a lot of good luck texts. although it helps i know what i picked up from you tito will help. of course the x factor is that other people usually insert themselves in the match.

Tito: Assume the worst, hope for the best.

Dario: My father says that as well. isn't that something.

They arrive and both exit as the driver parks the limo. dario grabs his black bag. fans then rush to dario and tito. tito offers to take it and dario hands it over. he then signs some autograph and thanks people for their wishing him good luck and a couple of YOU GOT THIS from a couple of fans with loud voices. he waves before walking away and opening the arena's side entrance. before they enter the arena tito speaks up.

Tito. You've done the work. You've put in the time and trained like hell. let's go and win this tournament.

Dario: Exactly. I am ready. Let's do this.

End.