Main Event: HoP Vs. Summer Boys

[Kaleb Steele]

RP Limit: 1 Per Character

RP Deadline: September 23rd, 2022 @12am PST

House Of Paine Vs. Summer Boyz

[House Of Paine]

*His palms were sweaty as he rubbed them together, and then clinched them together. He sat there, outside of the courtroom, on one of the uncomfortable wooden benches riddled throughout the courthouse. His head was down and his eyes were closed. He had never, not even on the night he finally got his shot at facing The Summer Boyz, felt so incredibly nervous. Suddenly, the courtroom doors opened. He looked up and saw his lawyer. He looked like a lawyer, with the slicked back dark brown hair, the attentive hazel eyes, the ever-prominent rose-colored nose, and his politician's grin. He took pride in what he wore, so it seemed. Today in particular he had decided on a slim fitting navy-blue suit ensemble, his solid navy-blue tie laying down against his white button-up. His shiny brown brogues helped give the outfit a nice pop. The lawyer beckoned his client*

Lawyer: It's time, Mr. Morbid.

*DKM looked past his lawyer into the courtroom. He adjusted all the parts of his own outfit: the black blazer and slacks, the lighter gray button-up, and the classic bright-red tie. He clenched his toes as he clenched his fists, before attempting to relax and get up. Into the courtroom, he went his lawyer just behind him. As he walked to his stand, he saw who was on his opposite. Of course, he knew who would be there, but still, seeing them immediately heightened his temper and lowered his mood. She looked back, and they caught each other's eyes. So many years ago, such a moment would make his heart flutter. His first and only true love. But now? It made his heart harden with an ice-cold vengeance. He looked away. The bailiff announced the judge as the portly justice made his way to the bench*

Judge Jones: Good morning. The following hearing of custody after divorce concerns Dominic Kade Morbid, and Angela Gabrielle Grace …

*As the judge went through his spiel, DKM’s eyes strayed back to the opposite stand. She sat there, looking so very uninterested. With a slight stray of his gaze, he saw Erron Payne. He looked not uninterested, but rather angry. DKM understood why. It raised his mood. The proceedings went on*

Judge Jones: Now, Mr. Morbid, you are aware Ms. Grace and Mr. Payne have filed a restraining order against you …

*No, he was not aware. He looked at Erron then at the judge, who took notice of his face of confusion*

Judge Jones: Well, maybe you don't know. According to the order …on Wednesday, June 28, 2017, you went to Ms. Grace’s and Mr. Payne’s residence where you tried to barge into the home, looking for your child. They report you would not leave and continue to try to force your way through the door and them. Neighbors have corroborated their reports. There are also reports of a car keying potentially having something to do with you. However, charges have not been followed and an investigation has not been pursued. Now, Mr. Morbid, I’d like to hear you say it, why did you try to barge into their home?

DKM: I didn't try to barge into their home. I was trying to see my kids. They have been keeping them from …

Judge Jones: Mr. Morbid, at any point, did you put your hand against the door to try and push it open?

*DKM took a breath, and speaks*

DKM: Yes, your honor.

Judge Jones: At any point, Mr. Morbid, did Ms. Grace and, or Mr. Payne ask you to leave and if so, did you?

DKM: Yes, your honor. No, your honor, not at first.

Judge Jones: Well, Mr. Morbid, I understand your child wasn't there, but you believed they were. Why would you act in a such way if you thought your child was there to see it? Not a great role model, I dare say. Along with that, Mr. Morbid, you have a few things going against you here today.

*DKM’s blood began to heat*

Judge Jones: Not only, Mr. Morbid, have the child resided primarily with Ms. Grace and Mr. Payne, but you also have chosen the wrong job.

*DKM’s face flashed with as much confusion as he had internalized*

Judge Jones: You, Mr. Morbid, have chosen the job of a modern-day gladiator. I cannot, in my right mind, not only take this child from the home they have built but also put them in the place of either an ever-changing home, or never seeing their guardian. For these reasons, along with your criminal past, Mr. Morbid I leave, the children in the custody of Ms. Grace and Mr. Payne.

*It all seemed to happen almost at once. How he slammed down against the table he sat at, exclaiming “Bullshyte!” How he ranted and raved in an impulsive and uncontrollable tirade. How the bailiff was ordered to drag him out of the courtroom, and proceeded with his orders. How he screamed his promises to his child in the congregation that he'd get them one day, in his safety and protection. How he cursed the judge’s name. How he spat with passion in the direction of Gabrielle and Erron. How the metal handcuffs felt around his wrists, like old times*

DKM's Voice: No matter what, I'll be there Friday Night!!

[House Of Paine]

*The scene opens up in the gym once more, Jigsaw and DKM are happily talking as they walk towards the weights room*

Jigsaw: Dude, that gig was off the hook!

*Jigsaw slaps DKM on the back, and the two play an air guitar chord*

DKM: I really enjoyed it, man. Especially when those girls threw their undies at me!

*Both men burst out laughing*

Jigsaw: I dunno, what you mean dude, they were throwing them at me!

*The two laugh more as they approach the training room. Jigsaw signals for DKM to go first. He squats onto the bench and lies down. Jigsaw sets up the weights*

Jigsaw: Let's see what you can do then bro.

*DKM smirks and raises the bar in the air with ease. He then proceeds to do twenty bench pushes. Jigsaw nods his approval and then signals for them to swap*

DKM: You sure you'll be ok with that youngen, hehe

*DKM laughs loudly as does Jigsaw. The Puzzle Boy gives DKM a quick glance and then repeats exactly what his older brother had done*

Jigsaw: Don't underestimate me bro, alot of people do that.

*DKM nods, and replies*

DKM: I was only playing bro. I know all about you man, your great.

Jigsaw: Your great yourself bro.

*The two then repeat the weight lifting, adding ludicrous amounts of weight. Eventually, Jigsaw manages to lift more than DKM and they stop. They slap each other a high five and proceed into the next room*

DKM: Well, so you can lift more than me. That's cool, fancy sparing?

*Jigsaw cracks his neck and DKM rolls his shoulders*

Jigsaw: What in? Boxing? Wrestling? Kick Boxing? Street fighting? Hehehe …

*Jigsaw looks to DKM, awaiting an answer*

DKM: Well I know Kick Boxing so if we spar a bit in that, I will teach you a few things. That cool?

Jigsaw: Yeah that is cool bro, but if I get bored of learning …then we can go hardcore!

*Jigsaw smiles and DKM nods, then both men walk into the ring and each man cracks their neck and then they start jumping in a boxing-style stance*

DKM: Here, just watch what I do and try and copy me.

*Jigsaw stands back and DKM raises his hands up to cover his face and he starts to let rip with kicks, which are in the air and about 7 feet high off the canvas. Then DKM starts to do combos with left-hand jabs and right-handed hooks and right-swinging kicks. Then after about a minute display, DKM finishes off with a jumping spinning heel-kick and he lands and looks at Jigsaw. Who is absolutely amazed*

DKM: Your turn, bro!

*Both men laugh and shake their heads*

Jigsaw I will pass, but I got a few ideas. So let's just spar for a bit bro.

DKM: No problem bro. Semi contact ok, I don't want to hurt you lil’ man.

*Jigsaw laughs and shakes his head*

Jigsaw: So, when is your bed-time bro?

*Both men laugh as they square up and feel each other out with a few left jabs. Jigsaw then goes on the attack and he starts to punch DKM with his right and left hands, but DKM blocks most of them*

DKM: Come on bro, don’t hit my hands hit my face Gawd damn it!

*Jigsaw nods and goes on the attack again and he kicks DKM in the leg. Then he starts punching DKM in the face with a few right hands, this time Jigsaw hits faster and harder, and DKM is unable to block all of them*

DKM: That is it bro, be quick and move. Snap the left hand and roll your shoulders with the punch that is where the power comes from.

*Jigsaw comes back on the attack and DKM smiles as he sees Jigsaw is focused then DKM jumps back and starts to let loose with high-flying controlled kicks to the head of Jigsaw. Then DKM hits Jigsaw with a left jab and quickly follows up with a right uppercut then a standing right foot kick to the shoulder. Then DKM spins around and kicks Jigsaw in the chest and knocks him to the floor*

Jigsaw: Wow bro, that was impressive. You were quick and controlled, I could not do anything.

DKM: Well, I just know what I am doing. Now imagine how much of a beating The Summer Boyz are in for, when we let lose on their ass and face.

Jigsaw: Rather them than us. Well enough of that, you want me to show you some hardcore shyte?

DKM: I know Hardcore bro, look who our father is.

Jigsaw: Yeah, you don’t know Riddle Box Hardcore! Look up the word 'Xtreme' in the dictionary, and you'll see a picture of me!

[Deleted]

(The scene opens to Bill & Don Summer in their locker room.)



(They see the AXW camera crew and Bill Summer starts to talk.)

Bill Summer: Well look what we have here Donny!

Don Summer: What's that?

Bill Summer: A freaking AXW camera crew! What do you guys want? You are here to get our words of wisdom because these jackasses of some made up house that is so broke they have to move it off the property. Otherwise to the uneducated people House of Paine.

Don Summer: Huh what a name! I think I watched that on TBS a few years back and it sucked! HAHAHA!

Bill Summer: Oh good one brotha! But we don't have to come out here with a cryptic message and talk about blood, guts, and dark powers or whatever these jackoffs talked about. If you want me to requote them word-for-word I won't because I gotta train for the match, not hybernate because of their boring promos.

Don Summer: HAHAHAHA! That's funny.

(The two hit each other in the chests and continue to laugh at the thought of their opponents.)

Bill Summer: The Summer Boyz are here in AXW with the all mighty Rock N' Roll God! He found us wrestling in unregistered promotions and told us both that he needs to take us to the top. So far he has.

Don Summer: Yes he has my friends!

Bill Summer: Back in 2004 we were at the top of the ECWF Tag Team division. Then he hired us to be his head of security for the arenas. When Dirty Dogg & Dirty B*tch left the company. That job itself is great. WE travel all over the country and different parts of the earth just to give entertainment to the masses.

Don Summer: That right!

(The two of them grab a bottle of water each and both take a sip.)

Bill Summer: Now we aren't some spokey wannabe kids from a hasbeen wrestler. I was a steel contruction worker and wrestled on the side when the jobs got low.

Don Summer: I was one of those street preachers and I got tired of no one listening to me so I got into wrestling. Me and Bill here wrestled alot in the indys and then just started tagging. We dominated the Tag Team division where-ever we went. Then as Bill mentioned the ALL Mighty Rock N' Roll God found us and took us to the top.

Bill Summer: He did that! Now what's gonna happen simply is we will walk in. Whoop these kids and go on to win the AXW Tag Team titles. Add them to our impressive list of Tag Team titles. So future will look alot like this....

(They show the belts they already have.)



Don Summer: Oh Testify my brotha! That will be the future of us and AXW as we go on to dominate.

Bill Summer: That's right! So with all that being said its time to get back to training and get ready for our big time match. Now get out of here.

Don Summer: GO on get!

(The AXW camera crew leaves the locker room as The Summer Boyz just stand there looking mad.)