Chris Pyro
Professional Wrestler 
Demon with a Smile
Posts: 139 
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Post by Chris Pyro on Feb 17, 2015 0:23:59 GMT -4
Pyro glances at the lawyer, a scowl crossing his face. He grumbles to himself "I hate lawyers", tossing the maple syrup out of the ring.
Pyro:
If you don't take that finger out of my face, I will show you where you can place that finger, and you won't like it.
TBC: anyone (I kept it short just so I could take a shot at a lawyer.)
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Post by mouthman on Feb 17, 2015 11:25:57 GMT -4
Mouth Man places his big body between Saul and Pyro, shielding the slimy lawyer. Saul perks up a little bit. His confidence swells at the thought of having a protective barrier that no man can pass. Mouth Man growls at Pyro.
Mouth Man: "Does a sower of land call himself a pilot? Does a banker call himself a woodcarver? Pyro, your dances with the dead and butchering of the living means you danced with the dead and butchered the living. That is all that it means. No evil resides in you. The Host scoffs at your assertions. HA! Pyro the evil-less. Pyro the Saint. HA! Pyro the keeper of pretty things. May I suggest you bid your tongue a small withholding? Otherwise I will abort the rebirth of your pitiful project."
The lawyer weasels his head from aside Mouth Man and foolishly chimes in.
Saul: "May I interject here please? I think we nee-"
Mouth Man snatches Saul up by the neck with one hand. He lifts him high into the air.
Mouth Man: "How dare thee interrupt a proclamation from the Host!"
TBC
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Chris Pyro
Professional Wrestler
Demon with a Smile
Posts: 139
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Post by Chris Pyro on Feb 17, 2015 19:35:59 GMT -4
Pyro grins under his mask at the Dark Emissary, almost falling over laughing as he grabs the lawyer by the scruff of his neck.
Pyro:
For once, a lawyer did something useful. Now, let the good little sleazeball down and let's have it out.
Pyro gets serious, glaring at the mammoth of a human being. He looks up into the eyes of the so-called monster, clearly letting him know he is far from intimidated.
Pyro:
Now I can't say I've ever been called a saint. One thing I do know is the cruel ways I've tortured my fellow human being. Many of it, on camera and available for all to see. As for you, the most evil thing about you is your stench. I don't call myself anything but what I am, and that's an ass kicker. I've killed fellow wrestlers, kidnapped their siblings and tortured them. I've tortured children, exhumed and desecrated human remains, literally danced with corpses, slept in piles of dead bodies. So far all I see in the ring in front of me is a coward in a mask, claiming to speak for some higher power with a grandiose sense of self-worth. Now, how about you leave my ring, boy, and let the grown ups have a good reunion.
Pyro looks past the monstrosity to the pathetic little lawyer.
Pyro:
You can stay. You'll be a fun little toy to play with later.
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Post by Saul Ledgett on Feb 18, 2015 0:06:10 GMT -4
Saul Ledgett: “Hit me and I’ll sue, hell hit him and I’ll get him to we’ll both you! Let’s ALL sue!’
Saul thrusts his arms up high and the stack of papers fly into the air, the self-professed “Legal Man” spinning around and around with his arms outwards, an elated grin amidst his beard. Saul Ledgett drops to his knees and laughs whole-heartedly, turning and glaring back at the motley crue, this ragtag group of coincidence and chuckles to himself, his cheeks rosy, he looked like a really bad Santa Claus.
Saul Ledgett: “I must apologise, when I talk about legal stuff it gets me hot.’
Saul pulls out a crumpled packet, rectangular in shape and pulls something from it, a toothpick, clenching the toothpick with his teeth as he breaks into a chuckle yet again, the disturbing kind… not the Dr. Hibbert kind.
Saul Ledgett: “My name is Saul, Saul Ledgett.’
Saul snorts, shaking his head in a daze as if he’d just snorted a line, or at least thought he did.
Saul Ledgett: “I can make your problems go away… or I can make them come back again.’
Saul Ledgett: “I am after all…’
Saul looks the camera dead into the eye.
Saul Ledgett: “The Legal Man…’
The lights instantly black out, returning and Saul is unseen from the camera, only for the camera to pan down and Saul is cuddled up in the foetal position, quickly rolling to ringside in a panic and vanishing beneath the ring.
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Post by Hyperelf on Feb 19, 2015 1:48:18 GMT -4
Hyperelf, who has been chatting with TPK about the shenanigans that has going down, moves to the middle of the ring. He raises his empty fist slowly into the air. Getting the attention of everyone in the vicinity, while bringing the mic to his lips.
Hyper: Freaks and Gent...or just freaks. As much as I would love to keep this going, and bringing even more entertainment to everyone here who has attended the grand re-opening of EVPW. I'm being signaled to go to commercial break!
The waffle-lover slides over behind him, and taps him on the shoulder.
TPK: Hey, Hypes. Umm.. We don't get commercials, cause ya know... Being online and all.
Hyper: I DON'T CARE! GOING TO COMMERCIALS!
The arena goes into darkness in order for all men to leave the arena before continuing on with the show.
EOT
OOC: Thanks guys for an excellent first edition! I really appreciate for everyone who participated! It was a whole lot of fun, and really got me excited to rp with you guys again.
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