Post by Ricky Johnson on Jul 18, 2008 23:59:55 GMT -6
Ricky - Deal 'em.
[So, we've got Ricky, John Anthony, and Roxi at the house. Ricky is dressed in a blue button-down long-sleeve shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. We surround the table and catch a glimspe of everyone at the table. Ricky hides his eyes with dark shades, as does just about everyone at the table. Roxi wears a white "wife-beater" tank top and a yellow headband keeps her hair out of her face. John Anthony is clad in a black "AC/DC" t-shirt and has IPOD buds in his ears. His casually rocks out and a random person deals the cards. For the benefit of this roleplay, will call him Kevin]
"Kevin" - The name of the game is Texas hold'em gentlemen.
Roxi clears her throat in a annoyed manner.
"Kevin" - and Lady.
Through the magic of nCw camera, we see what three main characters holding. Ricky holds 4-5 both of Diamonds, Roxi holds 6 of spades and Q of hearts. John, holds 2-2 of diamonds and clubs respectivly.
Ricky - Raise to $200.
John - Call
Roxi - Call.
"Kevin" of course turns and burns, the flop is 3 of hearts 7 of spades and King of spades.
"Kevin" - Ricky it's to you.
Once more through the magic of nCw cameras, the footage seems to stop. everyone pauses except for Ricky, who stands up from the table. Like something out of a movie, Ricky turns to the camera, and speaks directly to it. To us.
Ricky - Hello nCw faithful. I, of course am Ricky Johnson, and I would just like to welcome you to a friendly poker game. It's not really for anything, aside form $25,000 dollars, but none the less, it's friendly. I hope. Now, You may be wondering, why haven't I started to down talk all of my opponents this week. I mean, John here, and myself will be of course defending the nCw tag team titles at The pay per view Sunday, and I haven't said anything while those other guys are seriously working their asses off in order to win these coveted belts. Thing is, I'm sort of at a loss. I'm been reeking of suckage the past few weeks, not all of which was my fault, but loss and loss certainly dampens one's spirit. But none the less, I'm not going to come out here and say a bunch of stuff and make it seem like It's too much. Only focus on the little bit. Right now, I'm getting back to the poker game, to which you probably either forgot all about, or have been waiting to see if I make my straight. I know I am.
And just like that, Ricky pops right back into place, as if nothing happened.
Ricky - raise to $400
John - Call.
Roxi - fold.
"Kevin" once again turns over the turn card, revealing a 2 of hearts.
Ricky - Check.
John - Raise to $800
Ricky looks serious in thought, but the image freezes and he pops out of the sceen again.
Ricky - Come to think of it, it seems I'm always doing this. Giving up when I know I can deliver more. It just seems I'm not willing to that extra mile. I know that once Diamonds inc here this interview, they will jump on some kind of tirade about how I'm not taking this seriously, I'm a paper champion, and some other incoherent things I'm forgetting. I mean, Rob Diamond and Maniac have a huge amount of momentum going into this pay-per-view, as they won the last match. I'm sure they have all the confidence in the world. And that can net you a great many things. Unfortunatly for Diamonds Inc, it will not be this tag team title or John's for that matter. I know that John is raring to go and in reailty, so am I. I just don't wear my hear on my sleeve like John does. He like to show all that emotion. I gave up on that after my wife going through hell and stuggling to live. It just doesn't seem fair. She's been through so much, and I haven't been there either time. I've be absent. But I've come to terms with what happened, once cannot grieve forever as they say. But I'm sure Diamonds Inc. doesn't care. They just want the belts. They want the fame an fortune, they want to prove to everyone that not only are they for real, but how I am as they same I am: worthless. And that brings me the point, I of course couldn't help but overhear that Rob Diamond called me worthless. I guess that's what he thinks. He's of course the AUTHORITY of Ricky Johnson, he knows I've won more titles than anyone else, who I've beaten, who I've slept with, how I like my coffee, and how many times I've said the word "cool". He knows everything. Well, I've done my research and I've looked up Rob Diamond. You know how many titles he's won? A big fat zero. You know how many main events he's been in? None. You know how many times he's headlined a pay-per-view? Goose eggs. But I'm worthless you see. I've done all those things, the only thing that Rob Diamond did...was be in a stable called "Social Distortion". Yes, exactly like the band, cause originality is dead to them. I guess that's the measuring stick around here. It's not the win-loss record, the titles, the great matches, it's wether or not you've been in a stable. That's what it boils down to. I mean, I guess if your not in a stable nowadays, you're not cool. What is this? High School. What are you, the popular kids? Do you feel better about yourself because you've got back-up? You know, I figured that those in a gang, clique, stable, group, posse, and anything else means? Somebody can't get the job done by themselves. I mean...Xavier Williams is pretty successful, Spike Kane's a former world champion, Jack Manson is one of the best ever. So that leaves you two. You know what they call people like you? The fall guys. You get the leftovers. You need guys like them to help you out. I didn't need anyone, nor do I. John here I consider my friend and peer, an equal. Can you say the same about Spike, Xavier and Manson? NO. Do you think they see YOU as equals? I doubt it. *Sigh* that was two much talking for the moment. back to the game. I know it's driving Ortega crazy.
Ricky magically pops back into the screen.
Ricky - Call.
"Kevin" reveals the river, a 6 of Spades.
Ricky - Check.
John - raise to $4,000
Ricky stares with a knowing green, and sees John smiling back. The image freezes yet again and Ricky again pops out.
Ricky - Where was I? oh yeah, Rob Diamond, well enough about him, Now we're on to Maniac. For a guy who is so eager to prove himself, he did just that. I take you deadly serious Chris. It's no secret you got the best of me and John last week, as well as Falcon and Talon, but luck can come in spurts. As you can see with these cards, I hold a 7 high straight, but I got it on the river. Normally I would neve chase it, but what the hell, once in a while, you gotta take chances. Luck is a crazy think you know. Hell, Miami would have went 0-16 last season without a little bit of luck. Am I saying you were lucky last week? Not entriely. Timing is a mother in life, and you struck it big last week. But none the less, if once is enough to make you come back to the well over and over again, then so be it.
Back the game
Ricky - Call.
'Kevin" - turn 'em.
John - Three twos.
Ricky - Nice.
A Pause.
Ricky - But not as good as my 7 high straight.
Ricky turns the cards over to reveal the straight, and John is amazed and pissed at the same time.
John - Lucky bastard.
Ricky - I know.
John - On the damn River.
Ricky - Deal 'em up.
Insert new effect as John begin a conversation with "Kevin" and their images as well as Roxi's gray out. Ricky is now the only one is technicolor.
Ricky - Figured I'd switch it up a little as I'm switching to Talon and Falcon. You two seem to be very pesky. Almost knat-like If you will. I figured you two would be as such, but never this much trouble. Yes, I underestimated you. It won't happen on Sunday. I'm looking forward to putting an end to Falcon's wisecracks and cheap jokes. I've done so much, and like a certain canadian, I'm not greedy for money, I'm greedy for respect. And I plan on getting it from you, wether you already do or not. - You know what, we'll continue this later. I've got more in store you two. Don't go away.
Ricky's image joins the grayed out areas as we fade to gray.
[So, we've got Ricky, John Anthony, and Roxi at the house. Ricky is dressed in a blue button-down long-sleeve shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. We surround the table and catch a glimspe of everyone at the table. Ricky hides his eyes with dark shades, as does just about everyone at the table. Roxi wears a white "wife-beater" tank top and a yellow headband keeps her hair out of her face. John Anthony is clad in a black "AC/DC" t-shirt and has IPOD buds in his ears. His casually rocks out and a random person deals the cards. For the benefit of this roleplay, will call him Kevin]
"Kevin" - The name of the game is Texas hold'em gentlemen.
Roxi clears her throat in a annoyed manner.
"Kevin" - and Lady.
Through the magic of nCw camera, we see what three main characters holding. Ricky holds 4-5 both of Diamonds, Roxi holds 6 of spades and Q of hearts. John, holds 2-2 of diamonds and clubs respectivly.
Ricky - Raise to $200.
John - Call
Roxi - Call.
"Kevin" of course turns and burns, the flop is 3 of hearts 7 of spades and King of spades.
"Kevin" - Ricky it's to you.
Once more through the magic of nCw cameras, the footage seems to stop. everyone pauses except for Ricky, who stands up from the table. Like something out of a movie, Ricky turns to the camera, and speaks directly to it. To us.
Ricky - Hello nCw faithful. I, of course am Ricky Johnson, and I would just like to welcome you to a friendly poker game. It's not really for anything, aside form $25,000 dollars, but none the less, it's friendly. I hope. Now, You may be wondering, why haven't I started to down talk all of my opponents this week. I mean, John here, and myself will be of course defending the nCw tag team titles at The pay per view Sunday, and I haven't said anything while those other guys are seriously working their asses off in order to win these coveted belts. Thing is, I'm sort of at a loss. I'm been reeking of suckage the past few weeks, not all of which was my fault, but loss and loss certainly dampens one's spirit. But none the less, I'm not going to come out here and say a bunch of stuff and make it seem like It's too much. Only focus on the little bit. Right now, I'm getting back to the poker game, to which you probably either forgot all about, or have been waiting to see if I make my straight. I know I am.
And just like that, Ricky pops right back into place, as if nothing happened.
Ricky - raise to $400
John - Call.
Roxi - fold.
"Kevin" once again turns over the turn card, revealing a 2 of hearts.
Ricky - Check.
John - Raise to $800
Ricky looks serious in thought, but the image freezes and he pops out of the sceen again.
Ricky - Come to think of it, it seems I'm always doing this. Giving up when I know I can deliver more. It just seems I'm not willing to that extra mile. I know that once Diamonds inc here this interview, they will jump on some kind of tirade about how I'm not taking this seriously, I'm a paper champion, and some other incoherent things I'm forgetting. I mean, Rob Diamond and Maniac have a huge amount of momentum going into this pay-per-view, as they won the last match. I'm sure they have all the confidence in the world. And that can net you a great many things. Unfortunatly for Diamonds Inc, it will not be this tag team title or John's for that matter. I know that John is raring to go and in reailty, so am I. I just don't wear my hear on my sleeve like John does. He like to show all that emotion. I gave up on that after my wife going through hell and stuggling to live. It just doesn't seem fair. She's been through so much, and I haven't been there either time. I've be absent. But I've come to terms with what happened, once cannot grieve forever as they say. But I'm sure Diamonds Inc. doesn't care. They just want the belts. They want the fame an fortune, they want to prove to everyone that not only are they for real, but how I am as they same I am: worthless. And that brings me the point, I of course couldn't help but overhear that Rob Diamond called me worthless. I guess that's what he thinks. He's of course the AUTHORITY of Ricky Johnson, he knows I've won more titles than anyone else, who I've beaten, who I've slept with, how I like my coffee, and how many times I've said the word "cool". He knows everything. Well, I've done my research and I've looked up Rob Diamond. You know how many titles he's won? A big fat zero. You know how many main events he's been in? None. You know how many times he's headlined a pay-per-view? Goose eggs. But I'm worthless you see. I've done all those things, the only thing that Rob Diamond did...was be in a stable called "Social Distortion". Yes, exactly like the band, cause originality is dead to them. I guess that's the measuring stick around here. It's not the win-loss record, the titles, the great matches, it's wether or not you've been in a stable. That's what it boils down to. I mean, I guess if your not in a stable nowadays, you're not cool. What is this? High School. What are you, the popular kids? Do you feel better about yourself because you've got back-up? You know, I figured that those in a gang, clique, stable, group, posse, and anything else means? Somebody can't get the job done by themselves. I mean...Xavier Williams is pretty successful, Spike Kane's a former world champion, Jack Manson is one of the best ever. So that leaves you two. You know what they call people like you? The fall guys. You get the leftovers. You need guys like them to help you out. I didn't need anyone, nor do I. John here I consider my friend and peer, an equal. Can you say the same about Spike, Xavier and Manson? NO. Do you think they see YOU as equals? I doubt it. *Sigh* that was two much talking for the moment. back to the game. I know it's driving Ortega crazy.
Ricky magically pops back into the screen.
Ricky - Call.
"Kevin" reveals the river, a 6 of Spades.
Ricky - Check.
John - raise to $4,000
Ricky stares with a knowing green, and sees John smiling back. The image freezes yet again and Ricky again pops out.
Ricky - Where was I? oh yeah, Rob Diamond, well enough about him, Now we're on to Maniac. For a guy who is so eager to prove himself, he did just that. I take you deadly serious Chris. It's no secret you got the best of me and John last week, as well as Falcon and Talon, but luck can come in spurts. As you can see with these cards, I hold a 7 high straight, but I got it on the river. Normally I would neve chase it, but what the hell, once in a while, you gotta take chances. Luck is a crazy think you know. Hell, Miami would have went 0-16 last season without a little bit of luck. Am I saying you were lucky last week? Not entriely. Timing is a mother in life, and you struck it big last week. But none the less, if once is enough to make you come back to the well over and over again, then so be it.
Back the game
Ricky - Call.
'Kevin" - turn 'em.
John - Three twos.
Ricky - Nice.
A Pause.
Ricky - But not as good as my 7 high straight.
Ricky turns the cards over to reveal the straight, and John is amazed and pissed at the same time.
John - Lucky bastard.
Ricky - I know.
John - On the damn River.
Ricky - Deal 'em up.
Insert new effect as John begin a conversation with "Kevin" and their images as well as Roxi's gray out. Ricky is now the only one is technicolor.
Ricky - Figured I'd switch it up a little as I'm switching to Talon and Falcon. You two seem to be very pesky. Almost knat-like If you will. I figured you two would be as such, but never this much trouble. Yes, I underestimated you. It won't happen on Sunday. I'm looking forward to putting an end to Falcon's wisecracks and cheap jokes. I've done so much, and like a certain canadian, I'm not greedy for money, I'm greedy for respect. And I plan on getting it from you, wether you already do or not. - You know what, we'll continue this later. I've got more in store you two. Don't go away.
Ricky's image joins the grayed out areas as we fade to gray.