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Will you won't you will you won't you....
Topic Started: Aug 20 2015, 09:48 PM (86 Views)
Joey NOX
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Joey NOX sits on the couch in his home, his fingers tapping away furiously on the laptop he has in front of him. He grits his teeth and grimaces momentarily, his hands moving. Backspace. He presses the key repeatedly and then with a sigh, the former Undisputed Champion just holds the button down. NOX's lips move but no words come out to accompany the movement. You don't have to be an expert lip reader though to see a very annoyed "fuck this" is all NOX can muster up. As Joey finishes removing whatever it is he was trying to write, his "loyal pal" Nebraska Jones saunters into the room. Nebraska has a mimosa in one hand and her phone in the other. She walks without looking, her entire focus on the phone in her hand. She makes her way over to the couch, knocks knees on the coffee table, cringes mightily and then plops down on the couch next to Joey. As Nebraska is fiddling on her phone, she sneaks a glance at Joey. Realizing that he looks pained, Nebraska has the love and the care in her heart to lower her phone a bit and look over at NOX. Joey sees Nebraska looking at him and studies her face momentarily. Then he looks down and realizes Nebraska "outfit" consists of an oversized Brilliant Pair t-shirt and some kind of boyshorts deals. NOX gives her a Reigns cringe while Nebraska stares at him concerned.


NOX: So....did you not do laundry today?


Nebraska Jones: Hmmm?


NOX: You're awfully free with the clothes today, dude.


Nebraska Jones: It's my house TOO, dude.


NOX: All I wanted to know was where are your pants. I'm not trying to establish dominance, I just want to know where the hell your friggin' pants are. Can your sass and funk and just answer the question.


Nebraska Jones: I mean it's like 90 degrees and my room has a fan and not an AC. Don't think I haven't noticed my room is the only bedroom WITHOUT an AC. I'm wearing what makes me comfortable. I'm sorry that my beautiful, slender and sexy legs are throwing off your concentration. Or is it my gentle yet muscular strong thighs?


NOX: Don't flatter yourself, Swan.


Nebraska Jones: What you call flattery, I call brutal honesty. Hey can you do me a favor?


NOX gives Nebraska a nod and Nebraska Jones puts her drink and phone on the coffee table to her left. Joey scratches his head and sighs as the Money Making Swan of Pro Wrestling stands up. Before Joey can say anything, Nebraska Jones lifts up her shirt JUST enough to expose her ass. Joey does the McMahon gulp as Nebraska Jones uses her free hand (or free-ish hand) to point at the Brilliant Pair logo on the right ass cheek.


Nebraska Jones: So answer something for me, you think people will buy these? I mean I JUST had them made and needless to say I think Cass and I can move a few of these. I already sold one!


NOX, wiping his forehead: I'm pretty sure we have AC in this room...


Nebraska Jones: What?


NOX: Sure! You'd uh, sell a lot of them. I can think of some people who would want them.


Nebraska Jones: Dude I'm going to throw my drink in your fucking face if you even DARE say something like "people will buy used pairs" or something shitty like that. I mean I will throw my drink IN your eyes full stop.


NOX: The fact you WENT there suggested you considered it.


Nebraska Jones: I'm aware the market exists. I just don't have to serve them. So yeah think these can sell? Cass is peeved I blew $130 on making a bunch of them but I think we can make it back. Likes?


Joey NOX sighs and nods his head once. Nebraska Jones lets out a satisfied "HMPH" and plops down next to him. She grabs her mimosa and then notices Joey's face. Ever so gently, she closes his mouth and wipes the sweat off his forehead. As Joey grumbles, Nebraska peeks at his laptop again. She peeks at his face and sips her drink, shifting her body to face him slightly.


Nebraska Jones: SO what are you writing there, big dude?


NOX: It's nothing.


Nebraska Jones: Your disposition before we started talking says otherwise.


NOX: Don't prod.


Nebraska Jones, pressing the right buttons with her tongue firmly in her cheek: If Endura asked, you'd tell her.


NOX: Oh for fucks sake, Nebraska. Fine! Look somebody called me out in PRW and some media members are asking me for a response. I wanted to do a one size fits all type press release but I'm kind of drowning here.


Nebraska Jones: Yeah, Carlos called you out. I don't know why can't say his name.


NOX: Because if I say Carlos called me out, I give him my attention. It opens the door for more people to call me out to try and get their name out there.


Nebraska Jones: Well hunny bunny, if he's calling you out and you're slaving to try and write something.....hasn't he gotten your attention?


NOX: Somewhat yes.


Nebraska Jones: So just say no? Say you don't want to fight him and move on.


Joey sighs and closes his laptop. He turns his body to face Nebraska and now they're face to face. Nebraska Jones can tell NOX is about to say SOMETHING of note and puts her drink down. The two are practically eye making out now and then Nebraska kills that tension with a slight burp. NOX sighs, nods at her and then begins to speak calmly at her.


NOX: Since I retired or took time off or whatever, I've been called out a bunch of times. This time though it feels different. Like...I'm ACTUALLY considering it. I just don't know why and I can't really figure out a way to handle this. Like I'm really stuck on what I'm supposed to be doing these days. What the holy hell can I say to this guy?


Nebraska Jones: Accept his challenge then.


NOX: I'm not sure if I want to.


Nebraska Jones: So turn him down?


NOX: I kind of don't want to either. Dude I'm STUCK right now. I'm torn between this weird feeling to DO something and my desire to let PRW survive on its own without me. I'm not saying PRW can't survive, I'm just tired of popping in and then popping out. That's not how this works or how it should work. Why are we even fighting over this?


Nebraska Jones: I'm not fighting. Are we fighting?


NOX: No....but I am if that makes any sense.


Nebraska Jones sighs and gives NOX a head shake. She gives him a nod and grabs his hands, holding them in some weird attempt to comfort him. With NOX and Nebs eye to eye and Joey stuck by her holding his hands, Nebraska lets the facade slip a little bit and talks to him like an adult.


Nebraska Jones: Okay so hear me out on this one. When you retired, you were burnt out and more importantly you were madly in love with some trick skeezer who you felt you needed to take care of. Look at you now, you've lost even MORE weight, you've got a little bit of a pep in your step and MOST importantly? No slutty Saigon whore trying to keep you out of succeeding. You're looking for a challenge but you're scared to commit. Why are you scared to commit, you ask? Because wrestling is the only love you have in your life left and you're SCARED that it'll leave you like how Tsuki left. You're still broken and looking to fill a void---and the only void filler you've got is that old ex you can't get rid of. Carlos Cruz? He's just a face----it's the business. It's the only love you've got left. You want to feed it but then you gotta deal with the responsibilities. You can't have a one night stand with wrestling----so is Carlos worth it? That's your question. It's why you're all flummoxed and butthurt.


NOX, sighing: Well not the ONLY love.


Nebraska, taken aback: What?


NOX with a smirk: Wow that's ALL it takes to make you all moist?


Nebraska Jones: Ugh you asshole, I'm sorry I even cared enough to say all that.


Nebraska Jones slaps Joey across the face with a half hearted love tap. Joey gasps and grabs at his cheek before giving her a "what the fuck bro?" face. Nebraska Jones turns her body away from Joey and hits him with the arms crossed pose. She crosses her legs and Joey NOX recognizes that he might've gone a little too far. He gently jabs Nebraska with his elbow and she just gives him the "hmph" and eyeroll treatment. With a sigh, NOX tries to dig his way out of it, thinking "What Would Razer Do" in his head.


NOX: Look....if I told you that I really appreciated that would you lighten up a little bit?


Nebraska Jones: Only if you meant it.


NOX: Believe it or not, I really did. Thanks Swan, I'm....kind of getting it now.


Nebraska Jones: You're not lying?


NOX: This time? Nah. I'm being honest, sweetheart. Thanks.


Nebraska lets out a satisfied sigh and gives him a big hug. Joey NOX gives her a return hug and then the two wind up falling back into their respective sections of the couch. NOX gives Nebraska a little chuckle and blows a kiss to her. Nebraska catches the kiss with her hands and then pretends to crunch it up with her hands.


NOX: Duuude.....


Nebraska Jones: Just because you showed me some attention doesn't mean I'm accepting your second hand kisses. Sides you blew an air kiss to Endura the other day so...I mean what ARE those kisses really worth?


NOX: More than your merch shirts.


Nebraska Jones: YOU DICK!


Joey sighs and closes his eyes, knowing full well that the Mimosa is coming his way. Fortunately for him, there's no follow up. He opens his eyes to see that Nebraska Jones is drinking the mimosa. She finishes it and then slams down the glass on the table. Joey gives her a look and scratches his head calmly as Nebraska Jones gets up.


NOX: So no like...drink toss?


Nebraska Jones: I'm not wasting a mimosa on you.


NOX: So where are you going? What are you going to do to me?


Nebraska Jones: I know how to hurt you where it hurts the most. I'm going to go to my room for some personal time and let you know that you've hurt my feelings and made me feel inadequate.


NOX: Awww come on don't play that.


Nebraska Jones with sad eyes and a lip tremble: And now I'm going to twitter to complain about it.


Joey just groans and throws his hands up in disgust as Nebraska Jones walks off to her room and slams the door. Joey raises up his hand as if she has spider senses, Nebraska Jones flings her door open and sticks her head out.


Nebraska Jones: AND NO, I'M NOT DOING WHAT YOU THINK I'M DOING! BUT DON'T COME KNOCKING EITHER!!


Nebraska Jones slams the door behind her. Joey just sighs, covers up his face and listens to the clock tick. He's got a lot of thinking to do----but can ANYBODY think with Nebraska Jones around?
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