Divas v Jonin Gang

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap per side, max. 1 RP per character, max 500 words per RP.

[Kelly Garrett]

Jessie is making her way through the line at Starbucks, and being rude by talking on her phone.

Jessie: I may be late, these idiots in front of me can’t seem to make up their minds.

She becomes annoyed by some girl who keeps switching her order.

Jessie: Will you hurry the fuck up. Not you Kelly, I was talking to miss I don’t know what the fuck I want in front of me.

Finally the girl orders Jessie give her a death stare as she moves out of the line. Jessie moves up to the counter.

Jessie: Caramel Frappuccino.

The chick behind the counter fills her order and Jessie pays then storms out.

Jessie: Yeah I pulling out now, see you in a bit.

Jessie pulls out onto the street and drives off, later arriving at Kelly’s house in Winslow. Jessie walks in to see Kelly and Lewis kissing on the couch, Lewis stops ans grins, Kelly turns to see Jessie.

Kelly: Ah, hey Jess, wasn’t expecting you so soon.

Jessie: Obviously.

Kelly and Lewis get up form the couch, and Lewis walks outside.

Kelly: So Alison had to change our flight, stuck taking the red-eye to London this evening.

Jessie: That’s fucking great, I’m tired from the twenty shows Jamie and I did down in Phoenix, and you’ve been running me a little hard lately just because you got a stick you ass. Fucking red-eye flight are the worst.

Kelly: We got bumped for some German diplomats.

Jessie: Who the fucks cares, let’s get something to eat, then go to the fucking airport.

Jessie, Kelly, and Lewis arrive at the airport, luckily the line in for the red-eye was short and in no time they were in the air, after a few hours they landed in London, where Alison was waiting, Jessie is not in the best of moods.

Jessie: Don’t even fucking ask.

Jessie grabs her bags and walks to the car, Kelly stops to sign a few autographs, Jessie give her a look and taps her watch, Kelly finishes signing and walks over to the car with Lewis trailing behind, they drive off and later arrive at Alison’s townhouse. After a good nights sleep Jessie is sitting on the balcony.

Jessie: so let this get this straight to my understanding, at winds of change we took out the dumb idiot Mac Mercer, and put an ass kicking on Jew Blazer, but do we get a match with the Master sister’s no, we get a match with two guys making their wrestling debut, so be it, Jamie and I will put an end to the Jonin Gang’s career’s before they even start, then any other teams UKWF are dumb enough to put in the ring with us, Jamie and I are focused on our goal to be The UKWF tag team champions, and everyone knows that we will do whatever it takes to do so. Master Sister’ shine those titles real nice, because were coming for them.

[thatnerdduo]

As the camera rolls in, the sounds of a video game are loudly shaking the ground as it's clear Aidan Fraser is sitting at what looks to be broken down futon, surrounded by open moving boxes still full of discarded kitchen appliances and what seemed to be small action figures and superhero posters. The voice of Oliver Stone can be heard shouting question be from an out-of-sight room. Aidan usually responding with casual groans and short answers.

Where’s the box of video games?”

“Unpacked.”

“Where’s the silverware?”

“Living room!”

“Are you going to help unpack?”

“I unpacked the PlayStation!”

Oliver walked into the room and was clearly irritated as he stood in front of the TV.

Aidan:
“Dude! I'm fighting Cell.”

Oliver:
“Can we finish unpacking before you get caught up in a game.”

Aidan makes a show out of pausing the game and putting the controller down, having to place it like Tetris between discarded boxes, a falling pile of video games, and a large can of soda. The two shared a look of appreciation and Aidan cracked a sly smile, being met with a stern grin from Oliver.

Aidan:
“Oliver, what's up man. Why you gotta kill my vibe man.”

Oliver:
“Aidan. We've finally got our own place, we've finally got an actual wrestling contract. I know Cell is a big deal man but next week we have to face two bad-asses. Right now we look like Krillin and Yamcha going up against 17 and 18.”

Aidan:
“Really? I would've compared them to The Ginyu Force.”

Oliver:
“Krillin still gets his ass kicked. We gotta train okay. Sitting here playing video-games isn't gonna help us win, you know what is?”

Aidan:
“Time chamber?”

Oliver:
“I wish. Look. These girls are serious…”

Aidan:
“I'll just put “the moves” on ‘em”

Oliver:
“Last time you put “the moves” on a girl I had to remover her foot from your ass. Look, we need to start training man.”

Aidan looked over at his controller and stood up. His eyes began to shift back and forth from his best friend to his gaming station before he slowly walked over and turned it off. Silence fell between both men as Aidan walked past Oliver, with an eerie vale of graveness as he picked up a duffel bag covered with anime stickers and buttons. What were clearly the pants leg of a set of wrestling gear clung to the side of the bag, falling out of the unzipped hole on the top.

Aidan:
“Well then. Let's get to work Yamcha.”

[Kelly Garrett]

Jamie is sitting a on bench inside Gatwick Airport, after her plane got diverted from Heathrow.

Jamie: Yeah, I got diverted to Gatwick. So I guess I’m stuck here until April gets here, Tell her I be in the bar having a drink.

Jamie is sitting at the bar and some chick keeps staring at annoyed Jamie walks over to her.

Jamie: You’ve been staring at me since I came here, whats your problem.

Woman: I have no problem, your Jessie Alexander right.

Jamie: No, I’m Jamie.

Woman: Yes, Jessie is the one with the bigger breasts.

Jamie: Awkward but yes.

Woman: If you don’t mind me asking but why would to girls as attractive as the both of you, be strippers.

Jamie: Not that’s it any of your business, but Jessie and I make great money stripping, and were in demand worldwide.

Woman: I just think you could be whatever you want to be.

Jamie: Maybe I could be a nosey nellie like you.

Suddenly an attractive brunette walks into the bar and walks over to Jamie and the woman.

April: Sorry I’m late, bloody traffic was killer.

Jamie:Well it was nice talking to you.

Jamie and April walk off and make their way to the parking and Jamie put her bags in the car and they leave.

April: Who was that woman you were talking too.

Jamie: Some nosey bitch.

April and Jamie makes their way to Jessie and Jamie’s town house in central London. Jamie unloads her bags.

Jamie: Hey wanna come in for a drink.

April: No Thanks, Adrianna is waiting at the office, so maybe a rain check.

Jamie: Okay, some other time then.

Jamie walks to the door and turns the key in the lock, April wave from the car then drive off, Jamie enters the house and closes the door. Jamie throws her keys and the counter then walks into the bathroom later emerging drying her hair and wearing a short silk robe, she pours her self a drink and sit on the leather couch.

Jamie: People really don’t get what the Diva’s Of Dominance are about, sure we have been moderately successful, win a few, lose a few, you know, everyone thinks were just four hot chick using wrestling to get famous, funny thing is we are already famous, people know who the Diva’s of Dominance are, they know Kelly as the diminutive powerhouse, who shouldn’t be taken lightly, they know Alison as our foul mouthed, mouth piece, and well they know what Jessie and I are all about, Yet the constant disrespect continues, instead of being thrust into the tag title hunt, we have to face these two newbie's, making their pro debut, against us isn’t the best move on the part of UKWF, two boys in a man’s world, and not prepared to face Jessie and Jamie Alexander, so sorry boys but your nothing but a stepping stone on our road to the tag team titles.

[thatnerdduo]

It's a rainy day in Scotland, just gray outside as the camera looks across an empty field.

Empty, except for a small house, reminiscent of a shack, lost in the middle of it and surrounded by unkempt grass that would reach the waist of an average sized male.

The camera moved towards it before a cut leads to the footage being right in front of the door. The sound of training rings clearly behind the door as small grunts and squeaking metal create a slightly melodic tune. The door opens slowly and inside is a single room, dimly lit by a TV playing some little-known anime in Japanese.

What was able to be seen however was Oliver Stone taking out every possible ounce of aggression out on a poorly crafted punching bag. Despite the implements namesake, there was little punching to be seen, instead, there was a fluid motion of spin-kicks and elbows.

Oliver didn't face the camera but was aware of its presence as he began to speak, his words coming out between loud grunts and short breaths.

Oliver:
"I'm fast. That's all I have going for me. Jammie, Jessie, you've got the advantage over me. I'm inexperienced, I'm making my debut, and I'm a childish bastard. This bloody mess of a young boy that wants to take wrestling by storm as a lot to prove, he knows that. He's ready. I'm faster than you, I'm two inches taller, and when it comes to my faults, I have Aidan to balance out. So don't underestimate these young boys, it'll cost you in the end."

The camera rolls into a gym. It doesn't seem to be a private gym by any means, and as the camera continues to search around it's clear that a large congregation of people crowded around a squat rack.

The camera cut through the group, the people dividing as it was revealed that Aidan Fraser was in the center, squatting a massive rack. As he came up from his squat and placed the weights on the rest behind him, he looked dead into the camera with a smile.

Aidan:
"30 stone. Not a world record by any means, but more than enough to show you what's coming. I'm fast, not nearly as fast as Oliver, but fast for my size. Let's think about this: I just did a squat twice what I weigh. Not only that, it's leagues beyond what the DoD weigh. I saw you two mouthing off about us. We're wet behind the ears, green as a clover. I know. But you should know that my experience won't be a factor when I throw both you girls about 15 feet across the mat. I like to have fun in that ring, I like to joke around, but never mistake my puerile attitude for weakness. The Jonin Gang, ARE, a threat."