Post by L. S. Hutchinson on May 25, 2012 11:05:24 GMT -5
ATTENTION
This Roleplay, posted August 7, 2011, is a value roleplay I originally wrote for PZW. This was written during Stytch's "tranny" phase when he went a bit mental with makeup, emo/gothic clothing and pretty much was going unmasked for a bit. He was also training his protoge, Eliana, who I was actually helping to RP IRL even though I was 14 at the time and she was about 22. Anyways, hope you enjoy and if you don't, then ... yeah, you're still welcome to it but ... yeah, that's your opinion and I respect that. Yay for individualism ... and ... boo for Stytch looking like a tranny hehe
I come on stage at Wrestle-Con, the wrestling fan event of the year, wearing a white MCR "Black Parade" jacket, black jeans and black and white trainers. My face had black and white face paint over one side, painted up to look like my face had been torn off and you could see my skull. It was a pretty epic face paint job by the makeup artist backstage. Such a nice lady too. I even went as far as to wear a black and white skeleton glove over one hand.
. I seat myself on a black leather sofa shortly after waving to the audience in attendance. It almost seemed like there were a sea of faces I had seen somewhere before. Most likely at the events where I perform. I smirked to myself, a little bit of cockiness and pride making me quite happy to be me right now. As I sat down with a microphone in my hand I began to wait for the host of Wrestle-Con's "Meet The PZW Stars" to finish my introduction.
Announcer
"Ladies and gentlemen, "The Frightmare" Stytch!!!"
I was deafened by the fans chanting my name, shouting it out as if they were seeing the second coming of jesus and chanting his name or something. I loved my fans and they loved me. They were paying me to perform and I was putting on massively great shows for their entertainment. It was a good deal that pretty much worked for both the fans and myself.
Stytch
"Thankyou, hehe"
And before I knew it, another PZW star came out, my protoge, Eliana. She came out wearing a tight strapless white dress, dark brown high heels and a bit of jewlery she probably had stolen from people, just to look good in front of the media. She sat next to me and we both smiled, both waiting for the man on the microphone to finish her introduction.
Announcer
"And his protoge, the very beautiful ... miss Eliana Rodriguez!"
As soon as the itnroduction was over I awaited, hand on microphone, for the fans to stop clapping and the men to stop whistling. There was one British guy at the back who said something I couldn't help but laugh at.
Man @ The Back
"Get ya tit's out, love!"
The man was escorted away, whilst giving dirty hand gestures to Eliana on his way out of this packed out part of the room. Eliana and myself gazed at eachother, Eliana seeing me being cool and calm and me seeing her freak out at the amount of people were here, some of them being her fans and most of them being my fans who know who she is and are yet to be impressed at her first match.
Stytch
"Wow, it's a big audience tonight, huh?"
Eliana
"Yeah and they're all so good looking, damn, im jealous at the girls on front row"
The fans laugh, the girls in front row saying "thank you" before joining the laughter.
Stytch
"So were here at Wrestle-Con ..."
A huge pop came from the center of the audience.
Stytch
"... and in case you don't know, im Stytch and this Latina lass beside me is my protoge, Eliana Rodriguez!"
A high pitched cheer, most likely a group of women or a group of gay guys could be heard rooting for Eliana, chaning "E-li-ana" over and over before quickyl fading out, probably due to embarassement.
Stytch
"Okay so were gonna take questions from the audience tonight. Anybody got a question?"
Almost immediatly, seemingly everybody's hand went up in the air. Sorta looking like they were at a Slipknot gig raising their fists in the air. Yeah that's right, im a Slipknot fan, so-fucking-what?
So shocked by this, I smirk before picking out a geeky blonde teenage girl in the middle of the audience. I picked her out and threw another microphone over to her as everybody quited down and she began to speak in a soft heart-warming voice.
Geeky blonde teenage girl
"Stytch, im such a big fan. I was wondering ... who trained you?"
I laugh a little.
Stytch
"Well when I was fifthteen my Uncle and Aunt died so I moved to Mexico with my other uncle and he taught me how to wrestle, along with all of my cousins, he even trained my father. He always says I were his best student."
Geek blonde teenage girl
"Thank you Stytch, I love you"
Stytch
"Awwh, I love you too, little girl ... okay, that didn't sound too good ..."
The geeky blonde teenage girl then passes the microphone back and I look for another questioner.
They once again raise their hands as if they were at a concert and I choose a big muscular black man that actually quite scared me a little bit ... okay allot. Not racist or anything, he just had abs the size of my head.
I throw the microphone over to him and he begins to talk in an obviously strong Jamaican accent.
Muscular Black Man
"Yo, man, Stytchie-boy, why did you lose the mask, man?"
Stytch
"Well ... it was just time to lose the mask, you know, let the world see who I truly am ... and let's face it, I've got more recognition BECAUSE of losing the mask. So I just lost it to let the fans have a face to root behind"
Muscular Black Man
"Respect man, respect"
He throws it back quite roughly, I catch the microphone and move on to the next questioner. I picked out a guy who had an uncanny resemblence to Pointman from the F.E.A.R games, only this dude was a little bit overweight and was wearing a pokemon T-shirt.
Pointman Look-A-Like
"Stytch, this question is directed to Eliana"
Eliana
"Okay, im listening ..."
Pointman Look-A-Like
"Are you and Stytch ... you know ... doing THAT thing"
Eliana
"Huh? ... OH! Oh no ... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ... no ... no ... no. No. We're just friends. He's married anyway."
Stytch
"Thirteen no's ... really?"
Some of the people in the audience laugh before the Pointman Look-A-Like throws the microphone back at me. I then scan the crowd for the second-to-last questioner. I see a guy wearing a bumblebee costume, a guy with green hair and a girl dressed up like me. I then see two girls, both wearing cheerleader uniforms and I ask them their question, throwing the taller one the microphone.
Cheerleader #1
"Stytch, can me and Chloe here come up there and sit with you?"
Eliana moves down, giving both the girls space to sit around me and I help them up onto the stage, one at a time. As we sat back down for a few moments I got talking to the girls, Eliana getting a little uncomfterble with the fans so close to her.
Cheerleader #1
"Im Bella by the way, but you can call my buttercup!"
The first cheerleader, Buttercup, starts hugging me and taps the end of my nose whilst smiling. I just looked away shyly, trying not to get arrested for hugging a seventeen year old cheerleader. And then the other one started!
Cheerleader #2
"And im Chloe, but you can call me sexy!"
Stytch
"Heh, funny ..."
Buttercup
"You know im legal in two weeks ..."
I signal the security to take them away and I decide to end the little show after that little mess.
Stytch
"Okay everyone, have a good time at Wrestle-Con, I'll be around here somewhere, so please check out the PZW website and check out the youtube promos from me and Eliana here. Take care peeps. Stay Sic"
Eliana
"Stay Sic MFKR's!"
We walk back together through the curtain in the back, trying to get out of here.
Eliana
"Damn that cheerleader was fucking insane, right?"
Stytch
"Nope, just really really horny"
END OF RP
This Roleplay, posted August 7, 2011, is a value roleplay I originally wrote for PZW. This was written during Stytch's "tranny" phase when he went a bit mental with makeup, emo/gothic clothing and pretty much was going unmasked for a bit. He was also training his protoge, Eliana, who I was actually helping to RP IRL even though I was 14 at the time and she was about 22. Anyways, hope you enjoy and if you don't, then ... yeah, you're still welcome to it but ... yeah, that's your opinion and I respect that. Yay for individualism ... and ... boo for Stytch looking like a tranny hehe
I come on stage at Wrestle-Con, the wrestling fan event of the year, wearing a white MCR "Black Parade" jacket, black jeans and black and white trainers. My face had black and white face paint over one side, painted up to look like my face had been torn off and you could see my skull. It was a pretty epic face paint job by the makeup artist backstage. Such a nice lady too. I even went as far as to wear a black and white skeleton glove over one hand.
. I seat myself on a black leather sofa shortly after waving to the audience in attendance. It almost seemed like there were a sea of faces I had seen somewhere before. Most likely at the events where I perform. I smirked to myself, a little bit of cockiness and pride making me quite happy to be me right now. As I sat down with a microphone in my hand I began to wait for the host of Wrestle-Con's "Meet The PZW Stars" to finish my introduction.
Announcer
"Ladies and gentlemen, "The Frightmare" Stytch!!!"
I was deafened by the fans chanting my name, shouting it out as if they were seeing the second coming of jesus and chanting his name or something. I loved my fans and they loved me. They were paying me to perform and I was putting on massively great shows for their entertainment. It was a good deal that pretty much worked for both the fans and myself.
Stytch
"Thankyou, hehe"
And before I knew it, another PZW star came out, my protoge, Eliana. She came out wearing a tight strapless white dress, dark brown high heels and a bit of jewlery she probably had stolen from people, just to look good in front of the media. She sat next to me and we both smiled, both waiting for the man on the microphone to finish her introduction.
Announcer
"And his protoge, the very beautiful ... miss Eliana Rodriguez!"
As soon as the itnroduction was over I awaited, hand on microphone, for the fans to stop clapping and the men to stop whistling. There was one British guy at the back who said something I couldn't help but laugh at.
Man @ The Back
"Get ya tit's out, love!"
The man was escorted away, whilst giving dirty hand gestures to Eliana on his way out of this packed out part of the room. Eliana and myself gazed at eachother, Eliana seeing me being cool and calm and me seeing her freak out at the amount of people were here, some of them being her fans and most of them being my fans who know who she is and are yet to be impressed at her first match.
Stytch
"Wow, it's a big audience tonight, huh?"
Eliana
"Yeah and they're all so good looking, damn, im jealous at the girls on front row"
The fans laugh, the girls in front row saying "thank you" before joining the laughter.
Stytch
"So were here at Wrestle-Con ..."
A huge pop came from the center of the audience.
Stytch
"... and in case you don't know, im Stytch and this Latina lass beside me is my protoge, Eliana Rodriguez!"
A high pitched cheer, most likely a group of women or a group of gay guys could be heard rooting for Eliana, chaning "E-li-ana" over and over before quickyl fading out, probably due to embarassement.
Stytch
"Okay so were gonna take questions from the audience tonight. Anybody got a question?"
Almost immediatly, seemingly everybody's hand went up in the air. Sorta looking like they were at a Slipknot gig raising their fists in the air. Yeah that's right, im a Slipknot fan, so-fucking-what?
So shocked by this, I smirk before picking out a geeky blonde teenage girl in the middle of the audience. I picked her out and threw another microphone over to her as everybody quited down and she began to speak in a soft heart-warming voice.
Geeky blonde teenage girl
"Stytch, im such a big fan. I was wondering ... who trained you?"
I laugh a little.
Stytch
"Well when I was fifthteen my Uncle and Aunt died so I moved to Mexico with my other uncle and he taught me how to wrestle, along with all of my cousins, he even trained my father. He always says I were his best student."
Geek blonde teenage girl
"Thank you Stytch, I love you"
Stytch
"Awwh, I love you too, little girl ... okay, that didn't sound too good ..."
The geeky blonde teenage girl then passes the microphone back and I look for another questioner.
They once again raise their hands as if they were at a concert and I choose a big muscular black man that actually quite scared me a little bit ... okay allot. Not racist or anything, he just had abs the size of my head.
I throw the microphone over to him and he begins to talk in an obviously strong Jamaican accent.
Muscular Black Man
"Yo, man, Stytchie-boy, why did you lose the mask, man?"
Stytch
"Well ... it was just time to lose the mask, you know, let the world see who I truly am ... and let's face it, I've got more recognition BECAUSE of losing the mask. So I just lost it to let the fans have a face to root behind"
Muscular Black Man
"Respect man, respect"
He throws it back quite roughly, I catch the microphone and move on to the next questioner. I picked out a guy who had an uncanny resemblence to Pointman from the F.E.A.R games, only this dude was a little bit overweight and was wearing a pokemon T-shirt.
Pointman Look-A-Like
"Stytch, this question is directed to Eliana"
Eliana
"Okay, im listening ..."
Pointman Look-A-Like
"Are you and Stytch ... you know ... doing THAT thing"
Eliana
"Huh? ... OH! Oh no ... no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ... no ... no ... no. No. We're just friends. He's married anyway."
Stytch
"Thirteen no's ... really?"
Some of the people in the audience laugh before the Pointman Look-A-Like throws the microphone back at me. I then scan the crowd for the second-to-last questioner. I see a guy wearing a bumblebee costume, a guy with green hair and a girl dressed up like me. I then see two girls, both wearing cheerleader uniforms and I ask them their question, throwing the taller one the microphone.
Cheerleader #1
"Stytch, can me and Chloe here come up there and sit with you?"
Eliana moves down, giving both the girls space to sit around me and I help them up onto the stage, one at a time. As we sat back down for a few moments I got talking to the girls, Eliana getting a little uncomfterble with the fans so close to her.
Cheerleader #1
"Im Bella by the way, but you can call my buttercup!"
The first cheerleader, Buttercup, starts hugging me and taps the end of my nose whilst smiling. I just looked away shyly, trying not to get arrested for hugging a seventeen year old cheerleader. And then the other one started!
Cheerleader #2
"And im Chloe, but you can call me sexy!"
Stytch
"Heh, funny ..."
Buttercup
"You know im legal in two weeks ..."
I signal the security to take them away and I decide to end the little show after that little mess.
Stytch
"Okay everyone, have a good time at Wrestle-Con, I'll be around here somewhere, so please check out the PZW website and check out the youtube promos from me and Eliana here. Take care peeps. Stay Sic"
Eliana
"Stay Sic MFKR's!"
We walk back together through the curtain in the back, trying to get out of here.
Eliana
"Damn that cheerleader was fucking insane, right?"
Stytch
"Nope, just really really horny"
END OF RP
