Kayfabe The Backstage Thread

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Jonny Nostradamus

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This thread is for kayfabe/in-character, backstage segments only. These are off-camera segments. Anything on camera is to be made into its own thread. Using another league member's character without permission is not allowed.
 

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*Robert Blake enters the arena. He seems to be the first person in the arena since he can't see anyone other than a few workers*

Robert Blake: Well...I call dibs on the private bathroom.
 

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*Joakim comes out of the private bathroom with a magazine in hand and gives him a nod and speaks with his swedish accent coming in a bit at times*

Sure thing my friend, she's all yours!
 

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*Joakim comes out of the private bathroom with a magazine in hand and gives him a nod and speaks with his swedish accent coming in a bit at times*

Sure thing my friend, she's all yours!
*Robert looks directly at Joakim with disgust*

Robert Blake: Really? Are you being real right now? I just wanted to be the first person to use the damn bathroom! I'm a former world champion! I should be awarded these things....This place is going to hell with Jet Starr running it.....The guy still hasn't offered me my private locker room. Can you believe that? He wants the best World champion in history to mix with people like you. His priorities are all messed up!

*Robert gives Joakim a friendly tap on the back before entering the bathroom*
 
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*Robert looks directly at Joakim with disgust*

Robert Blake: Really? Are you being real right now? I just wanted to be the first person to use the damn bathroom! I'm a former world champion! I should be awarded these things....This place is going to hell with Jet Starr running it.....The guy still hasn't offered me my private locker room. Can you believe that? He wants the best World champion in history to mix with people like you. His priorities are all messed up!

*Robert gives Joakim a friendly tap on the back before entering the bathroom*
*Joakim comes out of the private bathroom with a magazine in hand and gives him a nod and speaks with his swedish accent coming in a bit at times*

Sure thing my friend, she's all yours!
Jet Starr comes into frame and walks up to Joakim
Jet: Ah, already making friends I see. Welcome to Ignition, enjoy your stay.
Jet grabs Joakim's hand, shakes it and walks off.
 

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*Fireshock arrives at the arena parking in a suit with a coffee in hand*
Fireshock: Well if this is Ignition, there here arrives the flame.
 

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*Fireshock arrives at the arena parking in a suit with a coffee in hand*
Fireshock: Well if this is Ignition, there here arrives the flame.
Jet Starr comes walking out of his office and notices Fireshock
Jet: Fireshock! Well, well, well, how's it going buddy? Liking what I've done with the place? And how's the new contract treating ya, bro?
 

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Jet Starr comes walking out of his office and notices Fireshock
Jet: Fireshock! Well, well, well, how's it going buddy? Liking what I've done with the place? And how's the new contract treating ya, bro?
Fireshock: There is one man I know that is named after a aircraft. Jet it's been a while.
 

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Jet: It really has been, friend. Last time I saw you...well I can't remember the last time I saw you actually, besides contract negotiations a few weeks ago.
Fireshock: Well my life has changed a lot, fifty million dollars richer in one inheritance found after many years. This suit see one hundred thousand dollars, 2014 Fireshock would not even come close to that.
 

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*Luis Alvarado makes his way into the arena and begins shaking hands with the employees there*
Luis Alvarado: Hey Tim how's it hanging? Shawn did you get that limp checked out?
*As Luis continues greeting the workers he notices a familiar man mopping the floor*
Luis Alvarado: Wait a minute, don't I know you?
Janitor: No you don't.
*The janitor turns away from Luis*
Luis Alvarado: Yes, It's starting to come back to me.
*Luis gets in front of the janitor*
Luis Alvarado: The greasy beard, the stained shirt and the ankle bracelet. Why it's none other than!
*The janitor puts his hand over Luis's mouth*
Janitor: Don't say my name out loud, I don't want people to know that I've succumb to this level.
Luis Alvarado: Man, I guess getting arrested really messed with your resume. How's the poetry coming along?
Janitor: Would you like to hear some?
Luis Alvarado: Sure my smelly friend.
*The Janitor pulls out a tiny book from his pocket with the title saying The Book of . . . . the last part is scratched out. He opens it and begins to read*
Janitor: He who calls no place his home,
He who knows no soul but his own...
He who walks forever alone,
He who lives against the mold...
*Luis begins to doze off*
Janitor: So, what do ya think of that one.
*He noticed that Luis fell asleep*
Janitor: Hey wake up you little slug!
*Luis snaps awake*
Luis Alvarado: I forgot I could sleep standing up, thanks for reminding me I could do that.
Janitor: Did you even hear the poem?
Luis Alvarado: Yeah. . .
Janitor: Well, What did I say?
Luis Alvarado: Uh, He who calls no place his home.
Surrounded by bars of chrome.
Got sent home on house arrest.
Now he cleans toilets for the rest.
Was that your poem?
*The janitor's face is as red as a tomato at this point*
Janitor: Please leave Luis before I do something I regret.
Luis Alvarado: Regret as in getting arrested again or having to clean up someone else's number 2?
*The janitor swings his mop at Luis who dodges and runs off to his locker room while giggling to himself.*
Janitor: Little bastard.
 

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*Robert Blake is backstage watching his match against Lukey which happened at Feast Or Fired 2016. He seems to be admiring his work. He also has a big blue bag close to him*

Robert Blake: Man....My first World title win. You know what? I think brother Blake needs to see this ending. I end up knocking Lukey unconscious with a massive superkick to win my first World title.

*Robert Blake takes a skull out of the big blue bag. He calls this brother Blake after his older brother Ryan Blake. He points it towards the TV screen and begins to smile*




*Open interaction. And yeah, it's a human skull. I need to get into character before the league starts*
 

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*Robert Blake is backstage watching his match against Lukey which happened at Feast Or Fired 2016. He seems to be admiring his work. He also has a big blue bag close to him*

Robert Blake: Man....My first World title win. You know what? I think brother Blake needs to see this ending. I end up knocking Lukey unconscious with a massive superkick to win my first World title.

*Robert Blake takes a skull out of the big blue bag. He calls this brother Blake after his older brother Ryan Blake. He points it towards the TV screen and begins to smile*




*Open interaction. And yeah, it's a human skull. I need to get into character before the league starts*
Emerson Zayne: Wow, what an amazing accomplishment! Definitely one to inspire hope to all around!
*Emerson has walked up next to Robert Blake with a big smile on his face, pulling his luggage behind him*
Emerson Zayne: Though, I don't see how you can inspire hope to a lifeless skull?
*Emerson's expression has now turned to one of confusion as he turns his attention to the skull in Robert's hand*
 

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Emerson Zayne: Wow, what an amazing accomplishment! Definitely one to inspire hope to all around!
*Emerson has walked up next to Robert Blake with a big smile on his face, pulling his luggage behind him*
Emerson Zayne: Though, I don't see how you can inspire hope to a lifeless skull?
*Emerson's expression has now turned to one of confusion as he turns his attention to the skull in Robert's hand*
Emerson Zayne: Hello?
*Robert and the skull both continue to watch the video, paying no attention to Emerson waving in their direction. In response, Emerson releases a heavy sigh, his hand dropping to his side*
Emerson Zayne: I should have known that one who has obtained so many credentials within this industry would pay no mind to a low-life, average performer like myself.
*It is then that a relaxed smile comes across his face*
Emerson Zayne: I'm sorry for attempting to grasp your attention while you're focused on your hope-inspiring past. Therefore, I promise that I'll do my best to make sure that later tonight I will not force you to waste anymore of your time on someone so unworthy like me.
*Emerson throws his hand up, as if to give a still-wave goodbye*
Emerson Zayne: Good luck tonight Robert! Not that you'll need it of course.
*With a calm smile on his face, Emerson makes his way down the hallway and towards the locker rooms to get dressed for his match*
 

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Emerson Zayne: Hello?
*Robert and the skull both continue to watch the video, paying no attention to Emerson waving in their direction. In response, Emerson releases a heavy sigh, his hand dropping to his side*
Emerson Zayne: I should have known that one who has obtained so many credentials within this industry would pay no mind to a low-life, average performer like myself.
*It is then that a relaxed smile comes across his face*
Emerson Zayne: I'm sorry for attempting to grasp your attention while you're focused on your hope-inspiring past. Therefore, I promise that I'll do my best to make sure that later tonight I will not force you to waste anymore of your time on someone so unworthy like me.
*Emerson throws his hand up, as if to give a still-wave goodbye*
Emerson Zayne: Good luck tonight Robert! Not that you'll need it of course.
*With a calm smile on his face, Emerson makes his way down the hallway and towards the locker rooms to get dressed for his match*
*Robert Blake looks around while Emerson Zayne has just disappeared. Robert begins to wonder who this strange man was. He begins to talk to his skull*

Robert Blake: Did you see him? He just disappeared like a ghost. I thought he was watching my match with Lukey, but he was just gone when I looked. Damn....I thought the hallucinations had stopped. I swear I'm going to shit myself if I ever see that spiritual being again.

*Robert Blake begins to run down the hallway making sure no one is following him. At this point he sees Emerson Zayne entering the locker room, but Robert doesn't interact with him. He begins to back up considering he still thinks Emerson Zayne is a spiritual being. Robert begins to sprint down the hallway looking for a safe place. Robert spots the GM Office and enters. However, Jet Starr isn't inside the office. Robert begins to hide under the desk while placing the skull on top of the desk*

Robert Blake: We'll be safe in here old buddy, old pal!

 

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Vanessa York: Why did you have me do that instead of getting extra practice in before my match?
Luis Alvarado: What do you mean?
*Vanessa takes off her TV outfit*
Vanessa York: I am incredibly new to this wrestling thing and I need all the help I can get; I just don't see how this helps.
Luis Alvarado: It helps.
Vanessa York: How?
Luis Alvarado: Well, look at me? Aren't I successful?
Vanessa York: Yes, but here's the thing I'm not you, I'm me and I need this training and now because of that TV thing. I don't have anymore time, my match is first. I don't even have theme music.
Luis Alvarado: You have time if you follow me. I will help you for the rest of the time you have.
Vanessa York: What about my music?
Luis Alvarado: Leave that to me.
*Luis grabs Vanessa hand and takes her to the back for extra training before her match
 

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*A camera catches Fireshock as he walks back through the curtain into the backstage zone, holding his jaw as he approached by an interviewer*

Victoria Bishop: Fireshock can we get your thoughts after your match with Luis Alvarado tonight at Ignition?

Fireshock: Sigh... Ugh do you really need to ask about my thoughts young lady. I just took an illegal high knee to my jaw. Look at this.

*Fireshock points to his bruised jaw *

Fireshock: So with that very important point in mind, do you really think I have time for your peasant like questions. I am lucky my jaw is not fractured let alone broken. Now if you buzz off I have an ice pack to find and a phone call to make. Go on buzz go brother someone else that isn’t me.

*Victoria Bishop walks off, unhappy not to get an interview from Fireshock*

Victoria Bishop: Go to IngitionWrestling.com for more exclusive videos

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*A white car pulls up in the drive, it has tinted black windows and slightly grey wheel rims, then Jay Washington steps out of the drivers side, he walks to the other side, opening the door and helping Al Blizzard out, he then shuts the door, locks the car and turns to Al*

Jay: Shall I help you to the locker room?

*Al turns to face Jay*

Al: No, I need to walk on my own with these damn crutches!

Jay: If you wish, you'll probably meet some old friends in there!

*Al shrugs*

Al: As long as they don't push me over, I think i'm good!

*Jay nods*

Jay: Ok, I need to see someone anyway, in private so you need to go to the locker room, talk to my trainer, then rehab ok?

Al: Yep! All good.

Jay: Right i'm off!

Al: See ya!

*Jay walks away as Al walks in the direction of the locker room*

Al: Damn he's bossy!

*Al opens the locker room door and walks in*

*Open Interaction*
 

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Bryan Weaver: Hello there, I am THE Bryan Weaver, wrestling interviewer extraordinaire, and today with me I have a superstar who has been put in a very controversial situation as of late. So please give a warm welcome for Emerson Zayne everyone!
*The camera pans out to show Emerson standing there with a casual smile upon his face*
Emerson Zayne: There's really no need for that, I'm not worthy of any special reactions.
Bryan Weaver: Alright, let's just get down to the topic that has been glued to everyone's thoughts. Last week you went toe-to-toe with the now deceased Robert Blake. There are many out there that have placed the blame for his death upon your shoulders. What do you want to say to those people?
*Emerson lets out a small sigh before speaking*
Emerson Zayne: You know, when I heard Jason make that three-count, I felt like I'd just had one of the biggest lucky breaks of my life... It was only the next day that we would all learn that Robert had suffered an unlucky breaking of blood vessels within his lungs, which took the man's life.
*The crowd and Bryan remain quiet as Emerson continues to speak. It is noticed though that he hasn't shown much sorrow over the death of Robert, but instead is wearing a look of disappointment*
Emerson Zayne: To think that I may have taken the life of not only a former world champion, but a former dual-world champion, is astounding. He was a guy that inspired hope through his many accomplishments in the wrestling industry. So his loss has been like a blanket of despair just dropped over this company, lowering moral for everyone... But that won't last.
Bryan Weaver: Wait, what do you mean by that?
Emerson Zayne: It isn't obvious??
*Bryan shakes his head no*
Emerson Zayne: Because we have been struck by one of the greatest blessings that the universe could have dumped into our lap!
Bryan Weaver: Excuse me?
*It is at this point that a crazed grin has thoroughly replaced the display of disappointment that had previously been over Emerson's face*
Emerson Zayne: This despair that has engulfed Ignition and it's followers is that of ginormous proportions! It will take it's toll on everyone, but it won't last. Despair never lasts. Had it not been for despair, hope wouldn't be needed. Hope is the purest thing in the world, but without despair to inspire it, there would be no point to it. It is times like this that we really come to appreciate the idea of hope.
*Bryan just looks on at Emerson in bewilderment as Emerson continues to grow more and more enthusiastic*
Emerson Zayne: It is through that idea that everyone should be grateful for such an occurrence! A man who inspired hope dying? That is one of the most despairing things that could happen. And because of that, the hope that will be born from his loss will be even more beautiful than that any of us have seen prior! Who knows? This could even lead to be what could only be considered as...
*Emerson is pretty much hugging himself at this moment, as if trying to contain his excitement as much as he can*
Emerson Zayne: "The Ultimate Hope"!
*After a bit of light laughter from Emerson for a few seconds, he seems to regain his composure, his arms returning to his sides and his crazed smile returning back to that of casual nature*
Emerson Zayne: Only time can tell about that though, huh?
*Bryan just stares at Emerson, horrified by what he just heard*
Emerson Zayne: Well, I'm sorry for you having to waste your time on someone so unimportant like myself. Hopefully you can find someone better to get your big scoop, Mr. Wrestling Interviewer Extraordinaire.
*He then raises his hand in a still-wave, a sincere smile as his expression*
Emerson Zayne: See'ya around!
*Emerson then makes his way out of the interview space, leaving Bryan standing there with a look of horror*
Bryan Weaver: Emerson Zayne.. everyone....
*We then turn things over to the commentators to talk about what just happened, before moving on to talk about the general manager's appearance to occur later tonight*

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*Tyson Storm enters the backstage area for the first time ever. Many of the workers and superstars look at him wondering what he is thinking. Tyson Storm stops and shouts out "The King is here!" and then continues his walk. He ends up stopping at the locker room where he sees another superstar*

Tyson Storm: Well.....Where is the guy that claims to have killed my cousin?

*Open interaction before my big promo*​
 
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