MNM#6 - Tag Team Match - Jay Raven & Tony Valentino vs. Ryan Harrison & CMS

[JMay187]

Roleplay here for the Tag Team Match featuring Jay Raven & Tony Valentino vs. Ryan Harrison & CMS.

 

[Valentino]

(Mr.Gold is found in his office, sitting at his desk. He holds his cell phone in his hands, texting a business related message to a client. On his desk phone, he hits speaker and talks to his secretary, Linda)

Gold: Linda, any word with you know who?

Linda: No Mr.Gold, he has not returned your phone calls.

(Gold hangs up, clearly frustrated with the lack of response. He picks up his cell once again and rapidly sends another text. After hitting SEND, he places the phone down and holds his head. His eyes are puffy and dark circles are beginning to form around them. He calls his secretary Linda again)

Gold: Linda, I want to know as soon as he calls, you got that?

Linda: Yes Mr.Gold.

(Gold turns to his computer. He checks his email, "42 New Messages". Gold quickly scans through the name of the senders, looking for that one particular e-mail which he fails to find. Out of frustration he slams his hands on the keyboard and yells loudly. Linda calls back on his desk phone)

Linda: Mr.Gold, Tony Valentino is here to see you.

Gold: Thank you Linda, send him in.

(Gold quickly tries to gather himself. He uses his hands as a comb to brush his hair and wipes the sleep from his eyes. Tony Valentino walks in dressed as if he came straight out of a photo shoot, a black turtle neck and tan dress pants, with shiny black dress shoes. Mr Golds greets his favorite client)

Gold: Theres the man! The Natural himself...looking good too, whats with the get up?

Valentino: Hey with these IWF paychecks coming in, and all these new endorsements, its hard not to splurge every once in awhile.

Gold: So the 50 Armani suits you have in the closest, you dont care about?

Valentino: Whoa, I never said that now. I just felt hey, Im on a hot streak, let me buy myself a little somethin-somethin. Speaking of which, I don't remember getting anything from you from Christmas?

Gold: What is friendship not good enough anymore?

(Valentino gives Gold a blank look)

Gold: I was going to wait until after the big match, but here ya go.

(Gold opens one of the drawers from his desk and pulls out a set of car keys with the Ferarri logo on the keychain. He gives them to Tony)

Gold: Congratulations kid, you earned it.

Valentino: Nice, a Ferarri. I cant wait to see the look on Chelsea's face...

Gold: Dont you mean Nicole?

Valentino: Yeah, same thing...

(Gold looks directly at the camera, in the style of "The Office", and rolls his eyes)

Valentino: So I came by because I want to make sure your going to be ringside again for my tag team match against Ryan Harrison and CMS.

Gold: Well I have alot on my plate right now...

Valentino: Ari, this is important.

Gold: Relax, relax..I'll be there. Dont worry about me, you need to start focusing on CMS. He's the reason you have this match.

Valentino: Oh, Im focused. Im as focused as I've ever been. Not as much on this actual tag match, but more on getting any type of advantage over CMS. I think this is a great oppertunity for me to see what I'm going up against. Have you heard anything from Jay Raven's camp yet?

Gold: I spoke with one of his promoters, I have yet to actually hear from him. Looks like you might be on your own.

Valentino: Either way, I'm not too concerned about Raven or Harrison. The Ryan Harrison chapter is over. It's done. He's not the next level, he was the last level and now I'm on to another level. Besides, he has this weird infatuation with Jay Raven anyway, I'm sure he is going to have his hands full. CMS is all I'm focusing on. Like I've said before, this match is only a preview to whats in store. Sure, I'm hoping me and Jay can come together as a team to get the 'W', but I'm in a situation where a win really doesn't mean anything here. This is more for experience, and I realize that. I understand what CMS is capable of doing, and I hope that the last Mayhem before the big pay per view I can walk away with atleast the slightest of advantages. That would be huge for me.

Gold: Thats what I like to hear. You know, you have impressed alot of people lately. You've really improved dramatically since your debut.

Valenino: Any word on you know who?

Gold: I've called him. I've left messages. I've texted, e-mailed, and instant messaged him and he hasn't said one word back. He's giving me grey hair, Tony.

Valentino: Haha, hey from what I heard about this guy, he's worth it. If he signs on with our crew, we're going to really make an IMPACT here...

(Mr.Gold and Valentino continue to talk about their future plans as the camera fades out to black)

 

[The Rated R CMStar]

CMS: So tell me Terry, again, what is it that I'm doing here?

CMS looks up to his new agent, Terry Howard. In just seven days, he has proven he's well worth his money, having scheduled for him more public appearances and media interviews than practically in his entire career. Sure, it has been really tiring, but it was still worthy.

Terry: I got you a role in Family Guy. You are here to voice Jamaal, the new professional wrestler neighbor who moves next to Griffins and challenges Stewie to a wrestling hardcore match.

...:couldn't you get him a role in The Cleveland Show?

The voice came from behind CMS. CMS turned around to see who it was. It was his friend, Ben. For a guy who reportedly hated the wrestling business before he knew CMS, he had became quite a fan rather fast. He had no problem even wearing CMS's IWF merchandise all over the place. It was rather hilarious when they were eating and Ben had CMS's face plastered on his T-shirt. CMS thought Ben had become kinda his entourage.

Terry: Come on, you can't be serious...

CMS: Hey, what's so wrong with The Cleveland Show?

Ben: Yeah.

Terry: No, but, I mean...

Ben: I'm telling you Carlos, if this dude was a little whiter, I swear to God I'd drop Al Sharpton all over his ass.

CMS: Oh, would you stop it. Terry man, I'm just not sure if this is the best way to go as of right now I mean...

Terry: Come on, the exposure you are giving not only to yourself but to the IWF by just appearing in here is...

CMS: No, it's not that is just that, you know, part of my job as a wrestler is, you know, wrestle, and, if my match on Monday was a singles match against Jay Raven or Valentino individually, then no problem, I couldnt think of a better way to spend my Friday evening than voicing a character reeking of steoreotype but, it's a tag team match, and as things are going right now, I am apparently stepping into the plate 2 on 1, as Ryan Harrison hasn't even called me, less proposed strategy for our match. Do you know how much is on the line Monday Night? I can't afford Valentino to start thinking he might have my number. God knows that if there's anything that rivals hunger is confident and if I happen to lose on Mayhem, it doesn't matter how hungry for gold I could be, and trust me, I damn sure am a lot, Valentino will be confident as hell that he can beat me...as he would had.

Terry: Whoa whoa, wait a second, Valentino, Harrison? What are you talking me about? I could hook you with Scarlett and Megan on Monday for some 2 on 1 but...

CMS: I can't deal with this right now...

CMS gets up from his seat and he leaves. Terry goes to follow CMS, however Ben stops him by putting a hand on his chest.

Ben: I have it.

Terry: No, but...

Ben: I said, I have it.

Ben hurries and he gets to CMS.

Ben: Come on man...

CMS: I can't do this, I shouldn't be doing this right now. You know. I am already in a title match, do you understand that? I am literally just one match away from becoming a champion, and come Monday Night, it's all about one thing: momentum, and I can't afford Tony Valentino to arrive to the match better prepared than me and get that momentum via a win while I spent my evening with Seth Green and that other dude who voices Peter instead of being on my gym training or leaving threatening phone calls to Ryan Harrison on why the hell he hasn't called me yet in preparation for our tagging this Monday Night.

Ben: There's also Mila Kunis in here...

CMS: You're not helping Ben, you're seriously not helping.

Ben: Come on Carlos. I understand where you are coming from. But don't you think you might be overpushing yourself a little?

CMS: What do you mean?

Ben: Carlos, you have trained all week like crazy. The reason Ryan Harrison is not answering might be because his cell collapsed because of all the texts and calls you gave the guy. I don't think Valentino has wrestled a match that you haven't video seen and studied until now, hell, you have even had me see some of them. Besides, what is it what you say? That you're hunger...

CMS: My hunger for gold has no comparison.

Ben: Well, I don't think that's going to change. I guarantee you will enter hungry, prepared and ready to battle Jay Raven and Tony Valentino Monday Night.

CMS: Yeah, you're right, I guess I can afford to take a day off. I mean, it doesnt change the fact that I will give Valentino a clear message for the upcoming PPV, and show Jay Raven just why he was defeated last week.Those two guys will damn sure get, their Bigger than Life moment....I guess I can give Family Guy their bigger than life moment two.

Ben: That's the spirit! You job to Stewie Griffin tonight and then go on to defeat Raven and Valentino. That's a hell of a road to the Intercontinental Championship?

CMS and Ben start walking back into the set. Terry stares at both of them while pretending to be talking on his cellphone. Once they are close enough, Terry snaps his cell close and puts it back into his pocket.

Terry: So,we're ready to go?

CMS: Yeah, you wouldn't happen to know who will referee my match with Stewie don't you? Ben and I are thinking on pulling a screwjob on the bastard.

Terry: Actually, yes, it's James Franco on a drag.

Ben: He was joking Terry...wait what?

CMS: Nevermind Terry, nevermind. Now Terry, about hooking me up with Scarlett and Megan...

CMS puts his arm over Terry and they start walking away, leaving Ben behind.

Ben: Glad to see you're concerned about Valentino Carlos...hey, wait for me, I want to meet Mila.

 

[TheCharismaticRaven]

:::The scene opens with Hayley Davis looking into a room suspiciously, trying to see what's going on through a slit in a doorway of an unknown room. She motions for the camera to come over. She hushes them as they begin to walk a bit loudly. The camera adjusts in the crack of the door to see Jay Raven sitting in the chair, his black painted fingernails over his mouth, crossed. Hayley can barely make it out, but she notices Raven talking to a mysterious figure, who is beyond camera view:::

Rave:::Yeah, I know funny isn't it? CMS promo's are always a laugh and a half. I mean Family Guy? Really? I guess when your paid a partial paycheck in the IWF, you look for money anywhere. Maybe if he wasn't partially a wrestler he'd get paid as much as everybody else. But in order for that to happen...he'd actually need skill.

Voice:::Haha, I remember before when IWF closed, and it was IWE for a short time. He expected to make it somewhere, but *imitates a plane crashing noise* nothing. Hell even if he -did- do something, I sure as hell don't remember it!

:::Raven laughs and walks over to the mysterious voice, no longer being seen by the camera. Hayley, who was on all fours, looks up to the cameraman mouthing "can you still see him?" as the cameraman shrugs and shakes his head no, the door SUDDENLY flings open, all Hayley being able to see are black boots. As he eyes lead up she follows the white jeans which are tucked into them an then, on her knees, looks up at Raven's face. He has his arms crossed and is smirking:::

Rave:::Although I would love to make the hundred and one sex jokes as to why you should be kneeling in front of me, I'd like to ask in a calm manner...WHY THE HELL ARE YOU PEEKING IN MY DOOR?

:::Startled Hayley jumps backwards and lands on her bum, Rave walking casually towards her as the cameraman backs up as well:::

Hayley:::...W-well, I w-wanted to...to...uhh...

Rave:::...Go on? Or better yet, let me finish it for you, you heard a suspicious voice in my dressing room and decided to see what was up?

Hayley:::Well...yeah...I guess I ju-

Rave:::Shut up. Your done speaking. In fact, since you wanted to be so close to me, how about you get up and do your damn job. Your a backstage interviewer right? Well let's make with the interview already.

:::Rave helps her up forcibly, and before she says thank you, he just looks at her with cold eyes. She squeamishly looks down and pulls a microphone off a nearby table, not making eye contact with Raven. The cameraman heads to the front of the two, as Hayley plays with her short black skirt, and pink shirt not wanting to look at Raven:::

Hayley:::Well, um, here I am with Jay Raven. Well Raven, I just um...stumbled...across you speaking in your room with a mysterious man, care to share details as to who he is?

Rave:::...Are you serious? Well if your soo EAGER to find out. The IWF world knows him well. You could say me and him are very...close...Don't worry all will be clear soon, and some familiar faces shall come back. That's all I shall tell you on that situation. Is that all you really have to ask me?

:::Hayley sheepishly looks down before looking back to the camera, and then shyly at Jay:::

[COLOR=“Purpleâ€]Hayley:::[/COLOR]Well, last week you had a pretty eventful week. You cost Ryan Harrison his Intercontinental title match, and then you yourself were seconds from winning, and then Ryan stopped your victory. Thoughts?

Rave:::Harrison? You push me, I thump you. And then whaddya know we are right back where we started from. Harrison, I don't get why you did what you did on Monday. See, our situations were different. You were getting your balls handed to you by Valentino, and so I just..."helped" him out. I know your going to say you were on the dominating end, but really is that what you saw? Well it wasn't what I saw. And then, you had the nerve to come and attack me when I was mere seconds from shutting that stupid mexican loser up, you had to come and ruin it. So Harrison, I'm afraid I can't forgive you for that. CMS was getting his ass handed to him, and you had to stick your damn nose into it. Do you -realize- the consequences? You made him think he is actually doing an ok job here. He goes around like he is unbeatable. This was unavoidable, and you made it so that he has to go another week with his delusion. Harrison...heh. I guess I am too imitable that you had to be just like me and attack your best friend eh? Yes Harrison, we are best friends, you just don't want to accept it because you think I'll get in your head, but indeed Harrison...best....friends.

:::Raven laughs manically and Hayley backs up a step, even more frightened than before. She is sweating bullets, but she puts on a fake smile and proceeds to ask another question:::

Hayley:::Well, It looks like you want revenge on CMS and Harrison alike, and you get your chance as you team up with Valentino to take those two men on in a tag match...

Rave:::Ah yes, a tag match. Some might say I'm somewhat of a specialist in tag matches, but I much prefer singles. However, that doesn't mean my experience is gone. See, I am a tag specialist, so that only means worse for CMS and my best friend Harrison. That added on with my inner fury, I don't see how those two plan to walk out alive. I mean let's go back to CMS for a second. Nothing I said from my last promo on him is disproven. CMS is old news. He thinks he can recapture former glory, and if it wasn't for Harrison, he'd realize how wrong he was. But of course he gets a cheap victory and all of it swells to his head. CMS. When your watching this, look at your screen closely. You should see a slight reflection of yourself. While I'm speaking, I want you to look this reflection in the face and tell it that you won our match. If you feel that your struggling to say so, or if every time you say it your nose grows, then that's because your LYING to yourself.

:::Rave brushes back his hair, and shakes his head, causing the large streak of blond to drop in front of his face:::

You didn't win that match! Or do you not remember when you were lying on your back and while you were counting the rafter bolts? Well let me refresh your memory. You were out. Done. History. You knew this yourself, and you were probably crying on the inside as you waited for me to put you out of your misery. But Harrison saved you. Harrison saved you from the embarrassment of being tangled in your lies. The lies such as being unpinned since you came here. Your match against Bobby Storm and Mr. Enigma was BULLSHIT. You didn't bother to even speak on the match, you walked in half heartened and you were supposed to get pinned. Let yourself not mistake this. You'd think that Bobby and Enigma left you out of the decision because you didn't deserve[/] to be in it. You disgraced our sport with that match CMS. You shouldn't act to proud like your actually accomplishing anything, because all in all, your just a footnote in the IWF history books. You can go and pretend like I'm nothing all you want, but tell me, will those thoughts hold up when I'm kicking your ass?

:::Raven's serious face and tone, which he adopted during that segment, instantly fades away and is replaced by a goofy smirk:::

And that leaves me with my bestest friend in the WHOLE wide world...Ryan Harrison. Harrison, we've been through alot haven't we? I mean match after match, trading wins back and forth, even so much as to have a backstage fight, aren't we a pair? Ha. And to take this even further, we cost each other a chance to fight over the intercontinental title. Well, how does that make you feel? I know what it's like to have held gold, you haven't, you screwed yourself over more than you did me. I attacked you first? Details, all I know is that be attack me back you've solidified the fact that your not getting to a title ever again. Because now that I realize I can't trust my best friend, I am going to be on you like ugly on CMS. That's what best friends do Harrison. I'm going to be there, everywhere you are. It will be hell for you, and all of this you can thank yourself for. Monday is just the beginning too. Don't think I'd just hand you a whooping and then leave you hanging would I? No, they will continue. I mean if you thought you were having a rough past couple weeks, just wait until I'm back in your life. If I remember correctly, last time we faced off properly one on one...I beat you and you left the company. Expect something like that Harrison. Because remember, we are best friends. Oh and Valentino, I may not know who you are, but I certainly wouldn't want us to fight and not win this match. We can collaborate, only if you leave Harrison to me, after all...he is my best friend!

:::Hayley, frightened, looks at Raven in shock. He returns the gesture with a faint smile:::

Hayley:::Wh-why do you keep calling him your best friend? You hate each other?!

Rave:::Oh that? Well that's because I keep my best friends close to me. I don't let them get any air...ever. I love my best friends Hayley. And you know the saying right? Love...HURTS. Get it? Got it? Good.

:::Raven leaves Hayley standing in fear, as he walks back into his dressing room and slams the door loudly, ending the scene:::

 

[cronulla_sharks]

OOC: I am really, really sorry for the crappy disconnected quality of this RP but I was recently sick so that's why its so disconnected. Good luck.

"All Die Young" by Alice in Chains plays over the PA System. A few of the fans start cheering as Ryan Harrison then makes his way out to the top of the entrance ramp. Ryan Harrison makes his way down from the top of the entrance ramp, slapping the hands of some of the eager fans as he does so. Ryan makes his way around the ring, grabbing a microphone from one of the ringside ladies as he does so. Ryan then makes his way up the ringside step into the house show wrestling ring.

Ryan Harrison, standing out in the middle of the four point wrestling ring located in the arena where the IWF house show is held; signals for the PA system to shut off his entrance music. At his request, Alice in Chains stops playing over the loud, arena controlled PA system. Ryan looks around at the fans, numerous are cheering his name after his recent efforts both within the ring and infront of the microphone.

Ryan: "Now firstly, to take a quote directly, well, almost directly from the pen grasping, keyboard typing hand of the IWF officials ... 'after the actions of last week between Jayson Raven and Ryan Harrison IWF management have booked this match as well as throwing in Tony Valentino and CMS to get their hands on each other before IWF Inception."

The fans cheer quite loudly at this. Ryan stops speaking, allows the reaction of the fans to be heard, before raising the microphone to his lips again; moving around the ring as he does so.

Ryan: "Enough! Enough! Enough! Fans, people of the IWF ... no matter how hard I work! No matter how hard I perserve, I, Ryan Harrison can never seem to get ahead! That's right! No matter how hard I try; no matter how much work I put in, I am constantly being held back here in the IWF. Now, had I not being putting in the large amount of effort that I continually do in that ring, then I could seemingly accept this mounting defeats. However, I have been putting in a large amount of effort in the ring. I have been working to win my matches. However, for every victory I have, for every step forward that I take, it seems that I take two steps back. Progress is not progress here in the IWF. Progress is simply a step back. And why, because no matter how many times I beat certain people, no matter who I wrestle, I continually have people whom interfere in my matches. And these constant interruptions prevent me from my natural greatness. Whilst I have constantly been in control, these interruptions have continued. And as such ... I am held back in this company!"

Ryan lowers the microphone and walks around the ring before once again raising the microphone to his lips.

Ryan: "So peeps, where do I, Ryan Harrison, go from here? You know, I watched one of our, the IWF's competitors this week. I watched as they put on one the best shows of the last few years. I watched as legends returned and feuds ended in many different ways. So where do I go from here? My focus, my attention ... it has to be directed towards one man. One stupid man, who will not leave me alone, no matter how below me in this company his rightful position is. He constantly interrupts my matches, he constantly tries to make his presence known. Yet he doesn't understand, some people are just not good enough and Jayson, you are just one of those people. Yet you continue to make your presence known. Yet you continue to place yourself in the scenario. When will you realise, you're just not good enough? Because every single week you think you are talented? Every single week you believe you are worthy ... every single week you Jayson Raven lie to yourself and tell yourself that you are good enough; what does that do? Well. Quite simply, it places me on the back foot!"

Ryan Harrison looks around in the arena; looking at the fans both of himself and CMS and of Jayson Raven and Valentino. He then takes a large breath before raising the microphone to his lips again.

Ryan: "You see, a few months ago, I started in this revamped company with the intention to be pushed to the top. No Raven's. No loser so-called Valentino's ... none of that. You see, I was winning my matches, I was making a name for myself in comparison to the old Ryan Harrison in the previous IWF. For example, I had disposed of that stupid, flying, problematic Jayson Raven within my first match here in the new IWF and the only way was forward, up, to the damn top! But no. With what looked like a future of success, came a future of near failures; moments where you would look back and think 'man, I was oh, so close to creating a career, a legacy, Ryan Harrison's legacy'. But now? Look back. Over the last few months, what do you see? What started out so well, with so much promise and potential has emerged as nothing but loss after loss, and from the high point has come failure amongst failure ... amongst failure. At one point, I was winning with the ease of winning. This company saw success in the future of Ryan Harrison. Let me tell you, in only my second Monday Night Mayhem, in this revamped company, I was in the Main Event. That's right, the Main Event, and I put on a great match; one that will be looked back on as one of the best of 2009."

Ryan takes a short moment to regather himself before starting once again ... lifting the microphone in his hands to his lips.

Ryan: "But now ... look at me! I look like a star, I have all the natural charisma in the world. Put me infront of a microphone and you shall be entertained. I'm not telling lies, I'm not intending for people to hate me. Unfortunately sometimes the truth does hurt. Look, I have all the natural wrestling ability in the world. Yet for all the natural talent ... I continue to fall behind. So enough is enough. Raven's and pfft ... Valentino's can run their mouth all they want. But things are going to change in this company. As we approach our upcoming, first Pay Per View, feuds are going to start to reach their peaking point. Matches will be layed out and finally we will start to see some closure on our feuds. We need decisions and closure. We need to start seeing some leadership, or then this company will fall. ... And once again we as a company will fall. So Valentino, Jayson Raven, try if you must. But this time you do face CMS and you do face Ryan Harrison. Two men who do oppose you. So try, give it a shot if you must, but CMS and I are willing to stop your weakened efforts. But if that's the best you can do, then there is really no point for us to be staying around here. Boys, I bid you adieu."

With that, "We Die Young" by Alice in Chains plays over the PA System as Ryan Harrison slowly rolls out of the ring. He hands the microphone over to the staff sitting by ringside. Ryan then makes his way back up the entrance ramp, slapping the hands of some of the ringside fans, both young and old. Ryan then gets back to the top of the entrance ramp; turning around as he reaches the top; some PA shoots up from both sides. Ryan then makes his way backstage.