Main Event

[Allura Desmonds]

Main Event
Triple Threat Match
Number One Contender Spot (BAMF Championship)
Johnny Reb vs Dario Arturo Cortez vs Tyler Cross

RP Limit: 1 Per Person

Deadline: 10/23/20 @11:59pm eastern time

Grace Period: 10/25/20 @ 11:59pm eastern time

Good Luck

[thenewcsa]

*The camera opens on the back porch of Johnny Reb's bungalow after the long night of celebrating. The torn banner drapes to one side saying "Congratulations Johnny Ex as Johnny sits on the back steps sipping from a mason jar. His face downcast into the mason jar as if looking for something. Eventually he looks up. His shirt reading "I maybe drunk but I'll be sober soon and you'll still be ugly". He tilts his hat up taking a sip of clear liquod in his mason jar shaking his head. His Oakleys reflecting the image of the camera back at it as he just shakes his head.*

J.R.: I gotta say today was fun. If ya don't know what I'm talkin' about I'll learn ya somethin'. My best friend and I were both slated to be number one contenders. I had planned to win it out and in case ol' Ex didn't win his I'd just paint his name on the banner here. But I guess the good lord done gone and got himself a sense of humor. Cause my boy came through. But just as I was about to grab the brass ring, some day-go asshole done wandered in and smack me upside the head. Now, I'd blame Cross for it but it seems that he got a case of whoop ass with his happy meal too. So here I am three sheets to the wind on corn liquor swallowin' my damn pride and celebratin' with my friend. And let me tell ya somethin' ol' Dario Darko it plain fuckin' sucks. Don't get me wrong I ain't takin' nothin' from the big man. He earned his win and I wish him luck. But you took what was suppose' to be our finest hour and you turned it into dog shit in my mouth. Worse still you put hands on my lady and that shit don't fly with me.

*Johnny leans back taking another sip of shine from the jar as he swallows bitterly . He tilts his hat back as he leans on the stairs and wipes his mouth.*

J.R.: Well you wanted my attention, you som' bitch, you done got it. Y our ass has officially cashed the check that the bank of ol' Johnny Reb has decided to cash and trust me son your ass is about to bounce worse then a millennial in a bouncy house. You have officially turned my button to the on position. It is on, like saigon and I guaran-damn-tee you, boy you will regret the day you ever heard the name Johnny Reb. Cause you see me? I AM the BAMF championship. I'm an american. My collar is blue, my neck is red and my president is Orange as a pumpkin in October. I'm as sturdy as the mountains, I'm as fluid as the river, I'm as firm as red clay and I'm as constant...

*He stops sluightly confused the drink obviously effecting his speech. He thinks for a moment.*

J.R.: As constant... as constant as...

*He stops looking at his jar and smiles realizing the truth.*

J.R.: Drinkin' ... I'm constantly drinkin'.

*He tilts the jar back sipping deep The corn liquor burning his throat as he downs it all in one drink. He then tosses the jar to the side and it smashes against some fresh cut firewood logs nearby.*

J.R.: Aw, shit. Look what you made me do. Listen, truth is y'all both done pissed me off. Cross , you know I had that match in the bag. You know I got yer number. It's tattooed on my boot and planted firmly on yer ass. My shitkickers have placed it square on your behind three damn times now and truth be told you know it and I know it. So, I got a gameplan for ya. Come here. get real close...

*he motions the camera to come close . Slowly it inches closer and closer getting right into Johnny's face before he suddenly yells.*

J.R.: STAY THE HELL OUT OF MY DAMN WAY, CROSS!!!

*The camera quickly backs up as if in shock by the sudden snap. Johnny flicks off his glasses revealing bloodshot glazed drunken eyes filled with rage.*

J.R.: The smartest thing you can do is put yer yellow tail between yer legs and scarcer on out of here. Cause you get in the way o' this man's asswhoopin' I will plant that number so far up yer behind it'll look like yer wearin' a jersey upside down. Now Sargento cheese y'all wanted this cause you thought you got screwed out of this. Like people didn't notice you. See you for who y'all are. Well yer in luck son. Cause I'm gonna make yer ass famous. When I beat yer ass within an inch o' yer life everytbody gonna be talkin' bout you. You done seen that, boy, ol' Johnny Reb done whooped? What the hell was his name? Da-rio? Sargento? Whatever the fuck his name is... what is it? Somethin' mexican. I don't know.

Candi: (Off camera) Baby? What are you out here yelling about?

*The door opens as Johnny staggers to his feet looking a bit dizzy as he stands. Candi stands in the doorway folding her arms in discontent as she leans on the doorframe.*

Candi: Are you out here yelling at that poor camera man? You know he didn't do anything to you.

J.R.: Naw, baby, I was just talkin' about whoopin' those boys I'm facin' this week. You know I gotta defend yer honor!

Candi: Oh baby...

*She walks to him and gives him a gentle hug . He responds with a sway on unsteady legs and places his head on her shoulder.*

Candi: You don't need to do anything for me. Necra's teaching me a few moves. I can help you.

J.R.: No! You don't understand!

*He says pushing her away with a quick shove.*

J.R.: He put his hands on my girl. My woman. Don't nobody put their hands on you ever. My mama would never forgive me if I didn't man up and stand up for you.

Candi: Baby, your mama isn't here. She died. There's nobody here to impress. Nobodies gonna be mad at you if I get hurt.

*Johnny just drunkenly staggers to her and looks her dead in the eyes.*

J.R.: It ain't gonna happen again...

*He says it dead serious in a very menacing tone enough to make her look at the camera uneasily. But she doesn't falter she takes him by the armand her voice is firm and strong even to him.*

Candi: I think thats enough for tonight. Come to bed, now.

*She then turns to the camera putting a hand up to the lens pushing it down as she begins to talk to the camera man.*

Candi: he's done talking. Please come back later when he's sobered up... Thank you.

*With that she leads him by the arm upstairs as the camera begins to back up and let him leave with her firmly in lead as the scene fades to black.*

[Dario Arturo Cortez]

* It is the ncw meet and great the fans. A nice a red corvette with black on the sides to accent it pulls up and parks, as the owner goes to get out, we then hear the sound of a loud motorcycle.the person in the corvette has yet to exit the vehicle.the motorcycle pulls up and parks into the parking space to the left and allowing just enough room for the owner of the corvette room to exit the vehicle. the motorcycle is a nice harley davidson motorcycle and looks to belong to ncw's resident big man and apocalypse member Mr.Creed. and as any fan of ncw would know who it belongs to. and sure enough as the person exits the vehicle it belongs to none other than another apocalypse member, Dario Arturo Cortez. neither of them are dressed in their "sunday bests" but rather nice enough. though dario's clothes stand out more than creed's. our cameras show us that dario is clearly in a bad mood while carrying a small forest green bag. while creed..well we can't really tell as he has yet to display any real emotion in front of the camera. creed looks at dario and thankfully we are close enough to hear creed speak.*

Creed: Don't worry i got your back. after all were friends.

Dario: Thank you. i do not get how some people think that you are my henchman or gopher. i mean you are apart of apocalypse.

Creed: they say that to get under both of our skins man. you should know that. besides i am no longer in the background anymore.

Dario: stalker, myself and the rest of apocalypse knows that you will show these fans a thing or two when you step into that ring.

* They look at each other and nod to one another. Creed and Dario are approached by our ncw fans. they both take selfies, sign memorabilia, official ncw pictures of themselves, and so on. they both walk away but creed hands dario something that's to small for us to see as he slides it from his hand into dario's palm. dario heads inside the building. the door shuts as creed walks heads towards the production truck and opens the door. he has to duck to get inside though. such is the downfall of being over seven feet tall. we then hear the camera man speak in a low voice.*

Camera Man: I wonder what the hell's going on. i'm staying right here.

* The building's door opens and it is Dario. he turns towards the production truck and then looks at his watch. we can't tell what name brand it is. just as he sighs the door to the production truck opens and we see creed exit with a microphone. he walks over to dario and hands it to him. fans who are now wondering what is going on walks over to them but still giving them their space. Dario turns on the mic.*

Dario: can everyone hear me ?

the crowd nods.

Dario: Good, good. Now we are close to starting our assault show for you loyal ncw fans. we appreciate you. Now everyone has been wanting to hear me speak about our main even match. pitting myself against Johnny reb and tyler cross for the number one contenders spot to take on our current bamf champion. i have yet to quote cut my promo unquote which simply means for me to talk about my match. now usually i just talk to the camera. HOWEVER today i want to do so for our loyal ncw fans. you should hear what i have to say.. would you like to hear what i have to say about this match?

most nod and some shout.

Dario: i asked do you want to hear me.

our claps and yells triple.

Since ncw's last assault show people have been asking me via social media. email's from those who know my email addresses. text's from those who have my number..even those who are in my circle of friends, even some of my own family members have wanted to know.. why would i do something like i did against johnny reb and tyler cross. they ask why, why, .. i told them they will know when i shoot my promo for this upcoming match. i see that hillbilly and tyler have yet to do their promo's tick tock, tick tock. what the matter..i would think that if i were assaulted and someone else cost me to lose a match that i would be the first one asking wanting to know why.

NOW let me say first off i have NO issues with loses. they happen. it is apart of what we do. there can only be one winner. i have won matches, i have lost matches in the past. both those that are regular, number one contenders matches, even title loses and i have no issues. i have no problem working myself back up to get to this kind of match for a title. this title in particular.however you see at the pay per view BOTH the hillbilly and i lost the championship match. and then what do i see?

* he says with an exasperated voice*

I see the hillbilly booked in a number one contenders match against someone not named dario arturo cortez. I do not care that i am not currently under contract after ncw reopened. after all they had nooo problem booking the members of apocalypse in their pay per view. i am a prime example of that. there i was no longer under contract and yet i was in a triple threat match for the bamf title. a title that i have had in my sights for a while now. after i saw what i saw i WAS NOT going to stand for this injustice.

he walks up to a male and female fan

let me ask the two of you..was this an injustice?

they both nod and both give a resounding yes.

Exactly. now had they done the right thing johnny would not even have been in that match in the first place. but he was and he along with management saw what happens when i get upset. as i already said i could have taken this complaint to management like someone usually would. but what i did is more effective and does not simply tell management about my complaint but, it also let's those who desire this title what i am willing to do for it. with the favoritism that management seems to be showing to certain individuals as they continue to put them in matches that win or lose would help advance THEIR careers. we all know i am currently not under contract as a reason to not allow a 1 on 1 match against the hillbilly to happen.

he sighs and leans against the wall yet still facing everyone.

can you just imagine for a second..what would happen if an individual who is not under contract yet they let wrestle in a title match wins that match..ohh just..just imagine how it would have made them look. a champion who isn't even apart of their company comes in and takes one of their championship belts. Because of what i did management HAD to make this match happen. i HAD to take action, did i not?

the fans yell yes, yeah and the like.

i will no longer let them show their favoritism. it is no more mister nice guy. heck i even show my opponents respect and what do they do?..they spit in my face. this being the second reason i waited and attacked hillbilly..and yes tyler as well. but i do not as they say have it in for him. i could not allow you to interlinear tyler.

i went to the ring instead of in the back to take care of this injustice and show hillbilly the results of his decision to not do the right thing.i wanted him to see who it was that was going to assault him. i also needed him, the fans and management to listen to my..ahem..complaint. i also made very valid points. who knows maybe even some of our fans would understand why i did what i did. how i stood up against this injustice against myself.

* he lets out a sigh as if he has now recalled something*

As it is my past opponents have not shown any thanks for me showing them respect in the first place. You could have done the right thing and could have made a 1 on 1 match for the one contenders match happen when you found out that i was not going to be in the match hillbilly..but what did you do? you took what management gave you didn't you? as long as you profit from it in some way don't you. your last name is listed as not reb but rebel.

* smirks*

yeah right. i do not see a rebel. if you were a REAL rebel your match against tyler would have never happened you would have figuratively or who knows perhaps literally given management the middle finger at that match and have it me verses you for the number one contenders spot for the bamf title.I ask you, the people..is he a REAL rebel folks?

we hear fans say no

what's that? i didn't hear you. i will ask again, is he a REAL rebel

the fans yell NO even louder now.

you see hillbilly. even these fans see thru you. you are not real. i am true to myself. sure i may be well off. not all of what i have is not due to my family or family connections. i have earned my money as well. i have taken the bumps, bruises..even bleeding blood that came from the dangers that come with what we do in this industry, out of this physically fit body.

his voice starts to flair up

I do not have to do what i do. but i do and do you know why hillbilly..do you know why tyler cross..huh do you know why? because i love this..i love what we do.i would be doing this even if i came from no where and had limited funds. because in the end, hillbilly..tyler.. it does not matter where you come from.i AM here..i am not going away.. i AM a fighter. i have showed it time and again and i have not strayed from that path. Do not even think of playing the victim card. you got what you deserved hillbilly.

he sighs

I have not forgotten about you tyler cross. i imagine you are very..cross about what happened aren't you? it is only natural for you not to care about what happened to myself. after all it is not your fault correct? simply put, you were in my way. and you might not have let me have the hillbilly all to myself. it was also necessary to do so. Now management did right BY YOU in having this match as a triple threat. imagine that management does the right thing for someone. then again your name is tyler cross and not dario arturo cortez.

Do you the people, not feel for tyler ? he did not ask for what i did, did he..

they shake their heads no.

I am aware that there may be fans that saw what i did in a negative light. even those in the locker room may see it in the same negative light. however i could not allow him to interlinear in my beatdown of the hillbilly for not doing the right thing. all of you from the fans to the help or even the other ncw superstars, can call me what you will. Again, i call it standing up for myself. that is what a fighter does. additionally i call it no longer letting those in charge dictate in what direction my career here in ncw will go. when someone such as myself simply STOPS caring, this is not good for your business. you can be rest assured of this.

Now back to you tyler cross. you are a KNOWN wrestler who has had many matches and won titles.you been here for a long time. so what does management do? they make sure to take care of you and make this match a triple threat match. i have said it once and i will say it again to those who desire the bamf title what i am willing to do for it. anyone standing in my way will be dealt with. not you tyler..not the hillbilly nor anyone else will stop me. i have called myself and been referred to as a fighter. there is a reason why my entrance music is the fighter. do you understand? being a fighter does not simply extend to beating someone up. you, the hillbilly, management even the fans can say that i am simply being petty, being a spoiled child.. that is not it. i am simply standing up due to the injustice that was done to me.

If you cannot see that then you are wearing blinders. i know you want to be number one contender just as bad as myself and the hillbilly. i know that both yourself and the hillbilly will do what you must to try and win. the two of you may even team up against me more than once in this match. but i will take it and i will get back up. i will do what i must in order to win.. and why? because I..AM a fighter.

with that he turns off the microphone and while walking back into the building he tosses it somewhere soft. he walks into the door with creed. a moment or two later someone from the ncw production truck grabs it and heads to the tv production truck as the screen fades to black.