WWF Survivor Series

Quote from CJ Thorpe on 2 August 2024, 17:48WWF Survivor Series
(and Sunday Night Heat pre-show)The Ice Palace
Tampa, FloridaNOTE: Deadline is Friday August 16 at 10am GMT. If all RPs come in sooner, then I'll chuck the show up sooner.
NOTE 2: The Survivor Series match will be decided only by the captain RPs. No one is roleplaying the other 6.
Traditional Survivor Series Match
Team Jericho (Chris Jericho, Lance Storm, Mike Awesome, Rhyno) vs. Team Steiner (Scott Steiner, Sean O'Haire, Mark Jindrak, Chuck Palumbo)
WWF Hardcore Championship
Al Snow vs. Brock Lesnar w/ Paul Heyman
Sunday Night Heat Main Event
Val Venis vs. Goldust
Raven vs. DDP
Big Bossman vs. The Hurricane
WWF Survivor Series
(and Sunday Night Heat pre-show)
The Ice Palace
Tampa, Florida
NOTE: Deadline is Friday August 16 at 10am GMT. If all RPs come in sooner, then I'll chuck the show up sooner.
NOTE 2: The Survivor Series match will be decided only by the captain RPs. No one is roleplaying the other 6.
Traditional Survivor Series Match
Team Jericho (Chris Jericho, Lance Storm, Mike Awesome, Rhyno) vs. Team Steiner (Scott Steiner, Sean O'Haire, Mark Jindrak, Chuck Palumbo)
WWF Hardcore Championship
Al Snow vs. Brock Lesnar w/ Paul Heyman
Sunday Night Heat Main Event
Val Venis vs. Goldust
Raven vs. DDP
Big Bossman vs. The Hurricane

Quote from Zeus on 3 August 2024, 12:52“Helllllloooooooo Goldy!”
“The Big Valbowski knows you simply cannot wait to get your hands on him this coming Sunday. I can imagine you’re salivating, just like Terri. Haha. I’ve said a few times that the Big Valbowski doesn’t swing that way…”
“But for you, I might just make an exception.”
“I might just oil myself up real nice.”
“Put on my tightest pair of glittery trunks.”
“Leave my jockstrap off….”
“And let you get a handle of all the Big Valbowski you can manage. I know what you really want, Goldust. I know that’s what you dream of.”
“You don’t have to be jealous of Terri any longer. Because on Sunday Night Heat, your dreams come true. You get to put your hands on the multi-million dollar prize that is Val Venis.”
“And I’ll let you.”
“I’ll be ready and waiting.”
“The only problem is that dreams aren’t always what they’re cracked up to be. Not everyone can go the distance with Val Venis. Terri? She’s an experienced man-handler. But you? I don’t think you have what it takes.”
“I think that dream of yours, when you get what you really want…. becomes a nightmare.”
“…A shattered dream.”
“Helllllloooooooo Goldy!”
“The Big Valbowski knows you simply cannot wait to get your hands on him this coming Sunday. I can imagine you’re salivating, just like Terri. Haha. I’ve said a few times that the Big Valbowski doesn’t swing that way…”
“But for you, I might just make an exception.”
“I might just oil myself up real nice.”
“Put on my tightest pair of glittery trunks.”
“Leave my jockstrap off….”
“And let you get a handle of all the Big Valbowski you can manage. I know what you really want, Goldust. I know that’s what you dream of.”
“You don’t have to be jealous of Terri any longer. Because on Sunday Night Heat, your dreams come true. You get to put your hands on the multi-million dollar prize that is Val Venis.”
“And I’ll let you.”
“I’ll be ready and waiting.”
“The only problem is that dreams aren’t always what they’re cracked up to be. Not everyone can go the distance with Val Venis. Terri? She’s an experienced man-handler. But you? I don’t think you have what it takes.”
“I think that dream of yours, when you get what you really want…. becomes a nightmare.”
“…A shattered dream.”

Quote from DOOM on 5 August 2024, 10:56[Al Snow stands outside Brock Lesnar’s Lockeroom door with a package.]
Al Snow: “He’s just so angry.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “I think this’ll help. I do. I’m not trying to be mean, Head. I legitimately feel as if this is the kindest thing to do.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “He’ll appreciate it, won’t he?”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “He clearly has a little problem with the S word.”
[Snow whispers again.]
Al Snow: “Steroids.”
Al Snow: “And you know what steroids does to a man, don’t you?”
[Snow whispers again.]
Al Snow: “It shrinks their testicles.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “Right. So, imagine you’re Brock Lesnar. You’re this giant roidmonkey with a head too small for your body and The Big Bossman offers to go down South on you. What does he find? Peanuts where your balls should be.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “That’s right. It’d be embarrassing. I bet Brock Lesnar hasn’t let anyone, the Big Bossman, Paul Heyman or otherwise go anywhere near his testicles since he became the Beast. That’s bound to make him angry. I think it explains everything, if you ask me.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “What’s in the box?”
[Al opens it, revealing silicone testicles.]
Al Snow: “A little something to tide him over until our match at Survivor Series. I can’t give him Head before then, but I can make him feel better before he gets it!”
Head: “….”
[Al closes the box, knocks the door and runs away.]
[Al Snow stands outside Brock Lesnar’s Lockeroom door with a package.]
Al Snow: “He’s just so angry.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “I think this’ll help. I do. I’m not trying to be mean, Head. I legitimately feel as if this is the kindest thing to do.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “He’ll appreciate it, won’t he?”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “He clearly has a little problem with the S word.”
[Snow whispers again.]
Al Snow: “Steroids.”
Al Snow: “And you know what steroids does to a man, don’t you?”
[Snow whispers again.]
Al Snow: “It shrinks their testicles.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “Right. So, imagine you’re Brock Lesnar. You’re this giant roidmonkey with a head too small for your body and The Big Bossman offers to go down South on you. What does he find? Peanuts where your balls should be.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “That’s right. It’d be embarrassing. I bet Brock Lesnar hasn’t let anyone, the Big Bossman, Paul Heyman or otherwise go anywhere near his testicles since he became the Beast. That’s bound to make him angry. I think it explains everything, if you ask me.”
Head: “….”
Al Snow: “What’s in the box?”
[Al opens it, revealing silicone testicles.]
Al Snow: “A little something to tide him over until our match at Survivor Series. I can’t give him Head before then, but I can make him feel better before he gets it!”
Head: “….”
[Al closes the box, knocks the door and runs away.]

Quote from Calypso on 15 August 2024, 06:34Once more, we see Dallas's face mugging the camera.
"It's me! D...D...P!"
Teeth.
"Over the past month, a little Raven has been trying to stop me from looking on the bright side of life. He says that I'm putting up a facade and need to show my true colors."
He frowns.
"He attempted to do that by acting like a nuisance and attacked me every chance he could. Well you want to know something, Raven?"
He smiles again.
"You failed! I'm still smiling like when I did the day I got beaten by the Undertaker."
Beat.
"But don't feel bad, Raven! You failing to make me a mopey dope like you isn't a bad thing! It, was a good thing!"
"Why?"
"Well that's because you made a goal and followed it through to the end! Setting goals for yourself is a great start towards self improvement. And when I spend some quality time with you in that ring, You'll end up liking the new you!"
More teeth.
"I'll put that dreary attitude of yours to rest for good when we fight in that ring. Because I want to help you like you too!"
With one last toothy grin, we cut.
Once more, we see Dallas's face mugging the camera.
"It's me! D...D...P!"
Teeth.
"Over the past month, a little Raven has been trying to stop me from looking on the bright side of life. He says that I'm putting up a facade and need to show my true colors."
He frowns.
"He attempted to do that by acting like a nuisance and attacked me every chance he could. Well you want to know something, Raven?"
He smiles again.
"You failed! I'm still smiling like when I did the day I got beaten by the Undertaker."
Beat.
"But don't feel bad, Raven! You failing to make me a mopey dope like you isn't a bad thing! It, was a good thing!"
"Why?"
"Well that's because you made a goal and followed it through to the end! Setting goals for yourself is a great start towards self improvement. And when I spend some quality time with you in that ring, You'll end up liking the new you!"
More teeth.
"I'll put that dreary attitude of yours to rest for good when we fight in that ring. Because I want to help you like you too!"
With one last toothy grin, we cut.

Quote from CJ Thorpe on 15 August 2024, 21:09You see, there’s something fundamentally repulsive about a man who turns his back on his own nature, who spits on the darkness that made him—only to embrace the blinding, sickening light of positivity. Diamond Dallas Page, you’ve become the poster child for all that is insufferably cheerful and disgustingly optimistic.
Everywhere I go, it’s DDP this, DDP that. DDP, the man who turned his life around. DDP, the beacon of hope.
But what about me? What about Raven?
What about the truth that lurks in the shadows, the reality of the pain and the chaos that people like us truly live in?
You parade around with your self-help nonsense, preaching your gospel of betterment. But deep down, you know—you know that the world isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. You’ve just chosen to blind yourself with your own lies.
You know what lurks beneath, you know what the Snake taught us both. Why he chose us.
So, go ahead, DDP. Keep spreading your delusions. But remember, I see through them. I see through you.
And at the end of it all, when the truth comes out and your world crumbles...
...you’ll remember.
Quote the Raven... Nevermore.
You see, there’s something fundamentally repulsive about a man who turns his back on his own nature, who spits on the darkness that made him—only to embrace the blinding, sickening light of positivity. Diamond Dallas Page, you’ve become the poster child for all that is insufferably cheerful and disgustingly optimistic.
Everywhere I go, it’s DDP this, DDP that. DDP, the man who turned his life around. DDP, the beacon of hope.
But what about me? What about Raven?
What about the truth that lurks in the shadows, the reality of the pain and the chaos that people like us truly live in?
You parade around with your self-help nonsense, preaching your gospel of betterment. But deep down, you know—you know that the world isn’t all sunshine and rainbows. You’ve just chosen to blind yourself with your own lies.
You know what lurks beneath, you know what the Snake taught us both. Why he chose us.
So, go ahead, DDP. Keep spreading your delusions. But remember, I see through them. I see through you.
And at the end of it all, when the truth comes out and your world crumbles...
...you’ll remember.
Quote the Raven... Nevermore.

Quote from El Mariachi Muerte on 15 August 2024, 21:19Chris Jericho stands, red warpaint on his face. Behind him are the figures of Lance Storm, Mike Awesome, Rhyno.
“Let the tribal council commence.”
He holds up a flaming torch adorned with blue feathers.
“This Sunday at Survivor Series, brain meets brawn. Big Poppa Chump and his Three Stooges, led by that puffed up baboon will show up in force. But this is a tribal war that brute strength alone cannot win.”
“Steiner has more muscles than brains. Watching him trying to count the members of his little alliance is like watching a gorilla trying to solve algebra equations by chewing bubble gum.”
“I’m simply smarter than you, better than you and when our tribes meet, the whole world will see once and for all that brains beats brawn. So do us all a favor and go back to pumping iron and circle-jerking Moe, Larry and Curly.”
“Because when you step into the ring against team Jericho, you’re not matching strength with strength. You’re going to be outwitted, out-classed and out-smarted every step of the way. After every member of your three Stooges is sent packing, you’ll never… EEEEEEVER be the same again.”
Y2J blows the flame out on the blue torch.
“The tribe has spoken.”
Chris Jericho stands, red warpaint on his face. Behind him are the figures of Lance Storm, Mike Awesome, Rhyno.
“Let the tribal council commence.”
He holds up a flaming torch adorned with blue feathers.
“This Sunday at Survivor Series, brain meets brawn. Big Poppa Chump and his Three Stooges, led by that puffed up baboon will show up in force. But this is a tribal war that brute strength alone cannot win.”
“Steiner has more muscles than brains. Watching him trying to count the members of his little alliance is like watching a gorilla trying to solve algebra equations by chewing bubble gum.”
“I’m simply smarter than you, better than you and when our tribes meet, the whole world will see once and for all that brains beats brawn. So do us all a favor and go back to pumping iron and circle-jerking Moe, Larry and Curly.”
“Because when you step into the ring against team Jericho, you’re not matching strength with strength. You’re going to be outwitted, out-classed and out-smarted every step of the way. After every member of your three Stooges is sent packing, you’ll never… EEEEEEVER be the same again.”
Y2J blows the flame out on the blue torch.
“The tribe has spoken.”

Quote from Klaus Way on 16 August 2024, 00:51Almost as if he spends more time giving interviews than fighting crime, the Hurricane is once again backstage, pouting and staring just a fraction off centre from the camera.
"The Hurricane has devoted his whole entire life to fighting crime, and making sure the bad guys always lose."
He takes hold of the microphone.
"That's what makes this whole situation so...uncomfortable...for the Hurricane. You see, the Big Boss Man, he also took a pledge to protect people from the villains of the world. But the Hurricane sees him. Rather than keeping the monsters behind the bars, he's become a monster himself. He used to take pride in putting animals away for the things they've done, and now he has done things just as bad."
The Hurricane stares down the camera.
"WAZUPWITDAT!?"
"So no the Hurricane must take the mantle of the New Big Boss Man. The Bigger Boss Man. Maybe even the BIGGEST Boss Man, and put this impostor behind bars where he belongs. At Survivor Series, the Hurricane promises that one less terror will roam the halls of the WWF, and the Hurricane promises the fans can sleep tighter knowing he's gone."
The Hurricane drops the mic, and flies into the night with a ZOOM!
Almost as if he spends more time giving interviews than fighting crime, the Hurricane is once again backstage, pouting and staring just a fraction off centre from the camera.
"The Hurricane has devoted his whole entire life to fighting crime, and making sure the bad guys always lose."
He takes hold of the microphone.
"That's what makes this whole situation so...uncomfortable...for the Hurricane. You see, the Big Boss Man, he also took a pledge to protect people from the villains of the world. But the Hurricane sees him. Rather than keeping the monsters behind the bars, he's become a monster himself. He used to take pride in putting animals away for the things they've done, and now he has done things just as bad."
The Hurricane stares down the camera.
"WAZUPWITDAT!?"
"So no the Hurricane must take the mantle of the New Big Boss Man. The Bigger Boss Man. Maybe even the BIGGEST Boss Man, and put this impostor behind bars where he belongs. At Survivor Series, the Hurricane promises that one less terror will roam the halls of the WWF, and the Hurricane promises the fans can sleep tighter knowing he's gone."
The Hurricane drops the mic, and flies into the night with a ZOOM!

Quote from Jackson Cade on 16 August 2024, 04:15Goldust stands before a table with a cream pie in front of himself. Next to him, a mannequin with a picture of Val Venis' face plastered onto it.
"Oooooh, some say I'm quite the baker, Val. My ex-wife, she even said I had some of the biggest, sloppiest, tastiest creampies in the whole. Wide. World."
He circles the rim of the pie tin sensually, biting his lip.
"Yet, as voracious as she was..." he inhales. "I've never seen someone so obsessed with sticking their tongue into another man's pie. You aren't just obsessed, you flaunt it to the crowd with a big, wet smile on your face."
Exhale.
"Almost like... You're excited by the world knowing how happy you are to eat my big, creamy load."
He bites his lip, using dipping his finger in the cream and licking it.
"But if you're so hungry for another man's sloppy seconds, Val, then I'd be happy to feed you sloppy thirds, fourths, and fifths. You can just bend at the knee, open your mouth, and say hello..."
Goldust picks up the pie, shoving it into the mannequin's face, splattering the cream everywhere!
"As I force a big, nasty, homemade creampie down your throat."
Goldust stands before a table with a cream pie in front of himself. Next to him, a mannequin with a picture of Val Venis' face plastered onto it.
"Oooooh, some say I'm quite the baker, Val. My ex-wife, she even said I had some of the biggest, sloppiest, tastiest creampies in the whole. Wide. World."
He circles the rim of the pie tin sensually, biting his lip.
"Yet, as voracious as she was..." he inhales. "I've never seen someone so obsessed with sticking their tongue into another man's pie. You aren't just obsessed, you flaunt it to the crowd with a big, wet smile on your face."
Exhale.
"Almost like... You're excited by the world knowing how happy you are to eat my big, creamy load."
He bites his lip, using dipping his finger in the cream and licking it.
"But if you're so hungry for another man's sloppy seconds, Val, then I'd be happy to feed you sloppy thirds, fourths, and fifths. You can just bend at the knee, open your mouth, and say hello..."
Goldust picks up the pie, shoving it into the mannequin's face, splattering the cream everywhere!
"As I force a big, nasty, homemade creampie down your throat."

Quote from Destructo Boy on 16 August 2024, 06:05Scott Steiner and the rest of the NBT come out of a limo, all dressed up in fine suits and looking mighty pissed off as Michael Cole stands nearby, rushing up to Steiner to try and interview him.
“Scott, last week Chris Jericho unveiled his team for the Survivor Series match. How are you….”
Steiner grips Cole by the shirt collar, tossing him aside before grabbing the microphone in a rage.
“Jericho you tiny dicked bitch, you think bringing in your little hardcore girlfriends is gonna do anything against the most gifted athletes in professional wrestling today in Big Poppa Pump and the Natural Born Thrillers?”
“You’ve got your Canadian husband, some fat guy who likes ugly chicks and a stupid sumbitch who thinks he’s an animal. That ain’t gonna give you jack shit Jericho cause all you done is pissed us off and when Freakzilla gets pissed off, people die and I’m fitting to send you to Canadian Heaven Jerkoff.”
“Fact of the matter is Jericho, you and your little band of philadelphia rejects aren’t worth shit cause WCW sucked, WWF is full of pussies but Scott Steiner and the Natural Born Thrillers are the closest thing to a real man you’ll ever see.”
“Hollar If You Hear That Bitch”
Scott Steiner and the rest of the NBT come out of a limo, all dressed up in fine suits and looking mighty pissed off as Michael Cole stands nearby, rushing up to Steiner to try and interview him.
“Scott, last week Chris Jericho unveiled his team for the Survivor Series match. How are you….”
Steiner grips Cole by the shirt collar, tossing him aside before grabbing the microphone in a rage.
“Jericho you tiny dicked bitch, you think bringing in your little hardcore girlfriends is gonna do anything against the most gifted athletes in professional wrestling today in Big Poppa Pump and the Natural Born Thrillers?”
“You’ve got your Canadian husband, some fat guy who likes ugly chicks and a stupid sumbitch who thinks he’s an animal. That ain’t gonna give you jack shit Jericho cause all you done is pissed us off and when Freakzilla gets pissed off, people die and I’m fitting to send you to Canadian Heaven Jerkoff.”
“Fact of the matter is Jericho, you and your little band of philadelphia rejects aren’t worth shit cause WCW sucked, WWF is full of pussies but Scott Steiner and the Natural Born Thrillers are the closest thing to a real man you’ll ever see.”
“Hollar If You Hear That Bitch”

Quote from Narcissa Balenciaga on 16 August 2024, 08:05Its just me, Brock is in the back for one reason and one reason only, the championship he's fighting for means a lot more to me than it does to him.
To him, it's another prize. For me, it's the last semblance of my masterpiece, my child of ECW. We all know that the only reason this belt exists in the first place is because of my creation. It doesn't take two heads to know I'm telling the truth.
Every chair shot, every drop of blood spilled, the chaos surrounding the championship, and even the design itself is an homage to my creation. Trying to match up to the big guys, we were the broken family trying to take on the world.
Al Snow, you wouldn't even be holding that title if it wasn't for me so if there's any sort of compassion in your heart, consider the love of a father, do the the right thing and hand the one thing I have left of my child over to me. If not, I'll have to resort to extreme measures and have Brock take it out of your cold dead hands. There's nothing a father won't do for their child.
Its just me, Brock is in the back for one reason and one reason only, the championship he's fighting for means a lot more to me than it does to him.
To him, it's another prize. For me, it's the last semblance of my masterpiece, my child of ECW. We all know that the only reason this belt exists in the first place is because of my creation. It doesn't take two heads to know I'm telling the truth.
Every chair shot, every drop of blood spilled, the chaos surrounding the championship, and even the design itself is an homage to my creation. Trying to match up to the big guys, we were the broken family trying to take on the world.
Al Snow, you wouldn't even be holding that title if it wasn't for me so if there's any sort of compassion in your heart, consider the love of a father, do the the right thing and hand the one thing I have left of my child over to me. If not, I'll have to resort to extreme measures and have Brock take it out of your cold dead hands. There's nothing a father won't do for their child.