Polo & Virus vs. DJ Styles & Jason Verve

[The Council]

RP Limit: 2

RP DEADLINE is January 19, 2009
9:00 PM Eastern Standard Time
7:00 PM Central
6:00 PM Pacific
January 20 - 2:00 AM UK

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HARDCORE TAG TEAM MATCH

[styles]

DJ Styles and Jason Verve are standing in a room with fires around them. Sherry Marinez is nowhere to be seen. Styles has his tradmark hood over his face while Verve stands there with a demonic look on his face.

*** DJ Styles ***
Red Solomon has been defeated by me. Now as long as The Grand Mystique is champion, Red Solomon can NEVER get a shot against him. Luckily for him, Cake Boy Mary has a great chance to make history again. But this time will not be his time. It will be my time. I will be the first man to become UWA Heavyweight Champion twice.

*** Jason Verve ***
Red Solomon is licking his wounds. The wounds that you inflicted on him just for enjoyment. The true power of darkness is filling you DJ. You cannot be stopped. Since returning, you have been on a roll prevent Red Solomon from getting another chance at winning the UWA Heavyweight Championship.

*** DJ Styles ***
That's right. Now Red has his hands filled with disappointment, much like the gay couple Tommy Polo and Leon Roberts. Two men who truely hate each other put into another tag team match? This is ridiculous for them and great for us.

*** Jason Verve ***
That's right. If they cannot work on the same page, what makes our large titted boss think they work togher again? Even after they've proven in a tag match already AND as commentary they cannot think as one unlike me, you, and the Sexxibus.

*** DJ Styles ***
Speaking of which, where is she?

*** Sherry Martinez ***
Right here.

The two open their eyes and look at Sherry wearing a very tight fitting leather outfit almost not covering up her butt. She has two men attach to chain collars around their necks, but she manages to drag them laying belly up on the ground to the other two. DJ reaches and grabs two rusted daggers and gives one to Verve. Both men show the daggers high and stab the men. No scream is heard but the quickly tear the men apart as blood flies onto them. DJ tears into his man and pulls out a smaller Tommy Polo plushy covered in red syrup. Jason on the other hand tears the head off his and removes the blind fold showing it to be a fake body that looks like The Virus.

*** DJ Styles ***
We killed Red Solomon, burning him with the truth. Tommy and Leon, we're going to murder you two in the ring.

*** Jason Verve ***
I've kicked Nick Travis and Grant White to the side. You two will be NOTHING. Tommy Polo you're simply afraid of success as you've never had any in your entire life. You favorite boss Al Powers and Shane Powers didn't see you as Main Event worthy material.

*** Sherry Martinez ***
Leroy Roberts isn't anything himself. Since arriving he's yet to make a splash here in the Pro Wrestling Council as a whole. He lost his precious EW World Heavyweight Championship to the owner The Maxx, which later closed after his winning thanks to politics. I think that's funny.

*** DJ Styles ***
Leon Sherry, you mean Leon. Red must have though that he could be relaxed and win against a much more focused opponent. Best luck this week LOSER. But this time I'll have another win under my belt nad be one step closer to winning the UWA Heavyweight Championship again. But first, I must also show my obvious dominence in tag team competition as I will take out two of the biggest threats in UWA history.

DJ takes his knife, jabs it into the groin of the Polo Plushy and drags it to his stomache and pulls out th stuffing. He takes the stuffing and places it in his mouth and pretends to eat it before spitting it out. Verver on the other hand just puts the fake head off screen. A window shattering followed by a car screeching and crashing is heard quickly after.

*** Sherry Martinez ***
You two know I love it when you get focused and angry, it makes me REALLY HOT.

*** DJ Styles ***
Show us how hot them.

Sherrys' back faces the camera as she tears the leather around her neck revealing her bear back and a black thong. The two men reach onto her chest and squeeze her chest as she drops down. The camera focuses on DJ Styles as a unzipping sound and fleshy flapping is heard.

*** DJ Styles ***
This night will be mine. I've worked harder and longger then both of you assholes. I have it comming to me, the rising star. The Emmissary of Evil, DJ Styles. No matter how hard you two try, I and Jason Verve will defeat you in tag team action or singles. You name it, we'll beat you. So bring everything you have kids. The Treacherous Threesome isn't giving up or going to die any time soon.

The camera fades to black as Sherrys' muffeled moans begins to get louder.

End of Promo

["The Menace" Tommy Polo©]

Polo and Tracie lounge in the dressing room after a bout of wild sex. Tracie’s hair is a mess and Polo is dripping wet with sweat. He gets up and wraps a towel around his waist and wipes the inside of his crotch.

**TOMMY POLO**
“You were fiendin’ for the penis today, eh? You were flowing like the Nile River.”

**TRACIE BOTTOMS**
“Just a little sumptin’ sumptin’ before your big hardcore match at Warzone.”

**TOMMY POLO**
“I’m gonna be a disappointed dude. I knew that bitch Virus couldn’t be trusted. He’s not goin’ ta show. I just feel it in my bones.”

**TRACIE BOTTOMS**
“Oh, I felt it in your bone alright.”

**TOMMY POLO**
“Chill out, Trace. I’m serious. Now is a time where enemies have a common foe and that lousy son of a bitch ain’t even goin’ to try an get revenge. I told Alexia don’t trust that sneaky bastard. All he was here for is to pass time and just UWA has a small roster, think he could right in and claim another championship. Dude is a douche bag, a real cake boy. Since what happened to us at Warzone XIII, seriously, he’s been the invisible man. I knew he wasn’t serious about helping out UWA. He’s about himself, and I told everyone watch out for this guy. Anyone with the name “Virus” is bad news.”

Polo punches the locker and dents it.

**TOMMY POLO**
“Boy I wish that was his face. I really want to choke the living shit out of that motherfucker. We got this big match booked for the next show and I know he’s not going to do his part. I’ll go out there against those two Lost Boy rejects and that diseased bitch and have to go at it all alone.”

**TRACIE BOTTOMS**
“If you want, I’ll tag with you.”

**TOMMY POLO**
“Are you serious? It’s a hardcore match, Trace. I ain’t gonna let you get involved in that. That’s the last thing I want happenin’ to you. Who knows what Verve and Styles will do if you got caught up in this affair.”

**TRACIE BOTTOMS**
“They hurt me to, Tommy. Remember, Sherry spit that nasty blood in my face and what they did to you two, a double con-chair-to, I want to help.”

**TOMMY POLO**
“No, I ain’t lettin’ it fly either, but shit, I ain’t gonna let my woman show she has bigger balls than Virus and get in this match. He knew this match was comin’ and he’s a fuckin’ bitch for not lettin’ me know what his game plan was. We may not be the best of buddies, hell, we don’t like each other, so I ain’ got to put no sugar on this shit. But damn, we get a chance to bust those two vamps heads wide open for the sake of sweet revenge and what does he do, turn tail like a fuckin’ queer and run.”

Tracie pulls out two pistols from her gym bag.

**TOMMY POLO**
“What’s those for?”

**TRACIE BOTTOMS**
“You’re shooting again.”

**TOMMY POLO**
“Damn right I’m shootin’. What would you do if you have two weeks to prepare for a hardcore revenge match and your fuckin’ partner is too busy mindin’ his own business after he leads EVERYONE on to believe he’s down……..? He’s a selfish, self centered, BITCH!!! I don’t give a fuck if I get in trouble for seekin’ him out and puttin’ his bitch ass on blast. He comes beggin’ for me and othe----------ahhh, fuck it. If I have to, I’m doin’ this alone. I ain’t got time for this bullshit. He is who he is. It’s been fucked up since day one with dude and now that he’s got his ducks in a row………away from UWA, he doesn’t mind UWA anymore. Not even when he gets trashed by Verve and Styles. We fuckin’ shared blood that night Trace. When our heads were cracked open, my blood mixed with his blood. Hell, to me, that should mean somethin’. But to him, ha, nothin’. Now all I have to worry about is myself, just like he does, but I’m doin’ it for myself and UWA. Riddin’ UWA of Verve and Styles is a priority. And doin’ it my element is what’s best. And if Virus decides to come to the ring, good for him. If not, he’s a sworn enemy. And he shouldn’t be surprised if he sheds blood on UWA programming again. I’m headed to the showers. I ain’t got time for this shit.”

An extremely upset Polo heads to the showers, leaving Tracie sitting on the bench, pondering what should she do to help.

end promo