Cactus Gauge

Big Ed impressive once again. Just barreling his way through Turmoil. Jeb made me actually feel bad for the bearded wonder after this Turmoil.

Sweet... Gauge gets his shot. I gotta change my RP around a bit LOL

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Wow, this was unexpected. Let's do it.

Great show. I couldn't get that one match to load either.

I've got no interest playing you. Thanks for the offer though.

Great... Now I have to kill off nightmare

Someone forgot to read that rooks get 1 finisher. If you're gonna talk all the talk - then at least follow the rules.

"please hold" needs to find it's way into all RP for a week.

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Scene opens up in the same 'Gentleman Jack' gym as before. The place is still an old broken down boxing gym, which is covered in dust and filth. A new Dustin Black poster lay crumbled on the ground, surrounded in what smelled like urine. Potent, steroid abused, bright yellow green - urine. The door was, as the last time, unlocked as Cactus Gauge walks in wearing his gold flour de lis shit and black and gold wind pants, along with his grandmothers black cross rosary - which he had turned into a chain. As Cactus walks in, the place is silent, no one in sight. He takes a stool, leans on a wall and begins to look around the rooms - thinking about the OCW and what this 'training' with Ericka will be. Cactus thinks to himself: This place sucks. Why the hell does Jack, Nightmare or anyone even come to this place? And who's pissing on Blacks poster? Geez, the guys a champ, show him some respect. Whoever did it won't be passing any piss test soon. Smells like a yeti caught a yeast infection from a bigfoot and then went on a drinking beige. Cactus laughs to himself. Cactus Gauge: ...or my last trip to Burbon Street. Dustin White: Do you always talk to yourself? Out of the corner of the room comes DustinWhite, who overheard Cactus randomly talking to himself. Cactus Gauge: What day is it? Dustin White: I've seen you before, haven't I? Cactus Gauge: I used to wrestle for a company called the WWG. You've probably seen me on TV, winning one of my many titles. Kicking ass and taking names, because I am just that important! Dustin White: Nope, never heard of it, it's something else. Cactus mumbles to himself as he looks at the ground kicking the dust. Dustin White: Hot and ready. Thats it! You delivered me a pizza last week. Cactus Gauge: Damn it! Hey man - it's a living. Plus, I quit that shitty place. I guess technically I resigned, but I didn't touch that hoe. I don't care what she says. Dustin White: Would you please shut the hell up. What are you doing here? Cactus Gauge: I am here to fight. I am ready for my second chance and the OCW needs me - they just don't know it yet. Dustin White: You're a fighter? Cactus Gauge: Bitch please. Does a strippa have change for a $20? I am the archangel baby and I am just that important, no matter where I go. I watch the OCW every week and most of those guys are weak. The only thing over for most of them is their eggs. Dustin looks Gauge up and down. Dustin White: I hear a lot of talk but I see very little to be impressed by. You probably should go back to Rue 21 and get your money back for that cheap necklace before you catch gangrene. Cactus jumps up and gets right in Dustin face. Cactus Gauge: Look man, I know you don't know me from the paint on the wall, but my grandmother gave me that chain. If you don't think I am a fighter, I can swell those lips up fatter than Bill Dings jeans. DustinWhite: You want some of me? Please man. Cactus Gauge: Let's go man. Right here. Right now. In that piece of shit ring. Dustin looks over at the ring and then back at Cactus, smirks, nods his head and walks towards the ring - removing his shirt before rolling into the ring. Cactus quickly removes his chain, shirt and sweat pants - to reveal black and gold wrestling shorts, white boots and a large Cactus Gauge logo on the back of the shorts. Cactus Gauge: Todays your day Mr. White; today's the day you get your whooty whooh wrap up like a gift on hanukkah. Cactus and Dustinbegin to do battle in the center of this ring. The back and forth 'match' was fought with passion and excitement as if tens of thousands were watching, yet the audience was 12 cockroaches and 2 small mice. 10 minutes in, cactus reverses a Dustin kick and hits Dustin with a cutter. Cactus Gauge: 1. 2. 3. Lesson ov.... A loud smashing sound startled Cactus and caused him to violently grab the air as if he was falling in his sleep. He looks around, no one can be found. Asleep. He had fallen asleep and dreamed the Dustin White interaction. Cactus Gauge: I need to get laid. A loud smashing sound came echoing from the back room and a faint yelling could be heard. Cactus Gauge: What the mess? The smashes were being repeated as Cactus began to search out the noise. As he walked closer, the faint yelling could be made out. It was Ericka - the person who he had been waiting on. She was yelling, but at who? And for what? Ericka Sands: Focus and Finish! You have to focus and finish if you're ever going to make the OCW take you serious! Cactus pushes the door open to see what was going on. Ericka was found holding a steel chair. Nightmare was slumped over, hands on the back of another chair - taking chair shots from Ericka. Just as she picked up the chair to waylay Nightmare with another 'toughening up' lesson, the door squeaked and Ericka turned to see Cactus standing there. Cactus Gauge: What the hell!?!? Man, you two are into some freaky shit. You want me to come back later? Just so that you know, I aint feelin' this lesson, so if my lesson looks like this, I'd rather go back to selling pizzas. Shit, I'll go be a gigolo for fat chicks before I do that lesson. Night - do what you gotta do home slice, but that freaky shit aint for me. Ericka Sands: You shut your mouth! Cactus Gauge: You the second motha who's said that to me. Well, first was a dream, but that aint the point. Turning to Nightmare, Ericka throws the chair down. Ericka Sands: We're done - for now. Focus and finish. Ericka clinches her teeth. Ericka Sands: Focus. And. Finish. Leaving the room, Ericka pushes Cactus out of the doorway. Cactus Gauge: That bitch is cra man. You two make a perfect couple. Plus, I get it. You gotta take what you can get. You're not the Casanova type. Ha! Ugly mofo. Nightmare grunts: Leave. Cactus Gauge: Man, What about my training? I am ready for the OCW baby! I left my job, I am all in man. Nightmare abruptly stands, whirls around to face Cactus in the door and spit as he yells. Nightmare: LEAVE! Cactus Gauge: Say it don't spray it big baby. Ok. I feel you. You all frustrated because I interrupted your "session". Cactus makes air quotes with his hands. Cactus Gauge: Just put a sock on the door next time big man. Nightmare takes a fighting posture as he cracks his neck. Cactus Gauge: Aight man. Chill. Ok, listen, I just want an opportunity man. I am not trying to mess with you and your madam. I am important man. You just don't understand. The OCW needs me baby. The universe needs me! I am here to save them from all this terrible entertainment. I am a fast talker, smooth worker and aint nobody going to have more fun than me. Plus, that Sophia chick is kinda hot and spicy and I gotta meet her. Nightmare now beings to crack his knuckles as takes a step closer towards Cactus Cactus Gauge: Ok man, I got it. You've had a rough morning. Look, just let me come with you to the next Turmoil. Just let me be around some folks. I am like BBQ skrimps man - once they get a taste of me they just gonna want more. Cactus beings to walk out of the room backwards. Cactus Gauge: Aight man. That's a deal? Next week. Me. You. That crazy heifer. We gonna do this. Aight. Look, I am going to close the door so you can do you man. Let some of that frustration out. You'll fill better. Deuces. Cactus closes the door behind him and leave Nightmare standing in the room - visibly frustrated and angry. Scene fades to black.

Well... that was an interesting ending.

1st in - not sure why, but finally i am first in something

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Cactus should be funny and fun to RP with. I am going to do my best to grow him and have some fun. At least make someone laugh.

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Can someone super kick my alt? He's feeling left out.

Can I get a title shot to no show to? just kidding maybe no, seriously kinda just kidding.

Scene opens up in the same 'Gentleman Jack' gym. The place is and old, broken down boxing gym, which is covered in dust and filth. The walls are plastered with posters of fighters from the past, including a signed Matsuda PPV poster. A rickety looking ring in the center of the room and the windows are crusted with 50 year old disintegrated rat feces. A woman in a black dress opens a back room door and walks in to a dimly lite room. Nightmare sits starring at profile folders of every Turmoil wrestler on the ground. Erica Sands: Do you think they know? Nightmare doesn't answer, and instead seems to blindly stare through the profiles on the ground. Erica Sands : If they don't know - they soon will. The Nightmares have only just begun for Turmoil. And what they don't realize yet, is that every good nightmare needs a dream to be complete, and this one has 'The Dream - Erica Sands'. Something Erica said must have caught Nightmares attention, because his silent stares were only momentarily broken as he looked back at Erica, before getting back to his previous studies of the Turmoil roster. Erica Sands: I make dreams happen, and it all starts with Dennis Black. Erica chuckles to herself. Erica Sands: ...and he has no clue that sleep is about to overcome him. Joe was just the first step. The first nap. The first nightmare. Erica was now staring off into the corner of the ceiling. A tile had fallen, but she wasn't looking at the busted up tiles on the ceiling; she was narrating the play which was taking place in her head. Erica Sands: Do you feel it? I feel it. It's will be here soon. Nightmare: What? Nightmare sarcastically answers, hoping she would soon leave him to his studies and end this conversation. Erica Sands: Night time. Nightmare looks up from his staring contest with the folders, slightly confused by her answer. Erica Sands: Night time is coming and YOU are coming with it. Soon, the night will overtake the Television Title. Dennis' dreams will become his nightmare. You will be champion, very soon. I just have a little more work to do, before the powers that be, understand that I get what I want. The plan is... There was a knock at the door, which abruptly startles Erica during her monolog. Erica Sands: ...the plan. The plan will soon take the next.... The knock happened a second time, this time louder than the first. Muffled a voice was yelling on the other side of the door. Cactus Gauge: Pizza. Hey, I got your pizza. Hot and ready, delivered in 15 minutes or less. Is this 1010 Common Street? Hey... hello... did someone order a pizza? Man, not another damn pizza. This is the 4th one this month. Son of a... Cactus pushes open the door - it's unlocked. Cactus Gauge: Hello? Hot and ready. I've got your hot and ready pizza. Erica burst out of the room which she was in. Erica Sands: What is it? Who are you? Cactus Gauge: Hot and ready, my goodness your hot and ready. Um, sorry, I mean your pizza. It's hot and ready. Here it is. Cactus holds the soggy box of pizza out for Erica to take. Erica looks at Cactus with distain. Erica Sands: I didn't order a pizza and you need to go, we're working. Cactus: What am I supposed to do with this damn pizza? As Erica walks away, she turns back with a smirk on her face. Erica: You can do whatever you please. Just don't do it here. As Erica walks back into the room with Nightmare, Cactus catches a glimpse of the shadowy figure slumped over in a chair, looking at the floor. Cactus: Hey! Wait, I know you. Erica tries to close the door behind her, but Cactus grabs it from her hand. Cactus: You're Nightmare. Hey dude! W-T-F! Nightmare looks up from his again broken studies. Cactus: Nightmare - it's me, it's Cactus Gauge. We were in the WWG together dude! Cactus walks up behind Nightmare to give him a hug. Cactus: What it do hommie?!?! How yo' mom and dem?!?! Nightmare stands up and just stares right through Cactus. Cactus: Give me some WWG love baby! Nightmare doesn't move. Cactus: No? What? Oh, aight. Act like you don't know somebody. I feel you, whooty woo. Erica: Do you know this pizza piss ant? Nightmare stares in silence. Cactus: Ya he knows me. We were in the WWG together. Cactus waves his hand in front of the staring Nightmares mask, as if he couldn't see him, ducking from side to side as he spoke Cactus: "Were"- past tense. Place went belly up. I kinda been figuring it out since the WWG closed shop. I aint about dat life, running home to mamma's money. Somebody gotta deliver it hot and ready. But you know... Stepping back excitedly, Cactus yells. Cactus: Man, dude, Nightmare! You scary fat mother humping fool! I seen your first match on Turmoil last week. Whhhatt. Dat boy bad. You a bad man for what you did to Joe. Hope you pay that dudes rent this week, after that beat down. Poor guy probably won't work for a minute, now. Erica: Look, I don't know how you know him, but I don't know you and I am sure someone in this bloody town is missing their hot and ready, so I am going to ask you to leave. Cactus: I want in. Erica: Excuse me? Cactus: Look, the braindead sleepy man back there is in the OCW and I want in. I deserve a second chance. I am the archangel baby, don't you know? I am that important. Erica steps back to look Cactus over. Cactus: Hot and ready baby. Like I said, I am that important. Erica rolls her eyes. Erica: If you want to put down the pepperoni and pick up my heels - then maybe I'll talk to someone for you. Come back tomorrow, show me what you've got, and I'll decide. Cactus: I gots a lot boo. Erica: Keep the little prick in your pants and your talent in the ring. I am not impressed with anything else. Cactus: I'll see you tomorrow. Nightmare, keep it quiet baby. Talkative mofo. I'll see you two creepy bastards tomorrow. OCW needs me. I am just that important. The archangel needs to save that universe from some of that shitty entertainment they are being force fed. Erica: Who the hell are you talking to? Get out of here, come back tomorrow and maybe you'll get a shot. Cactus winks at Erica as he turns to walk out of the room. Nightmare: Leave the pizza, gangsta of love. Cactus: The moth'a fluck'a talks. Ha. Imagine that. I'll see you tonight boo. Cactus leaves out of the room backwards, as he blows Nightmare a kiss. Erica closes the door behind him. Erica: Interesting... Screen fades to white as the camera zooms out through the roof and away from the old gym. http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss17/natedawg212000/nightmare%20and%20sands%20cutout_1.png http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss17/natedawg212000/cactus%20updated.png

WRESTLER NAME: Cactus Gauge HOMETOWN: New Orleans HEIGHT: 6'3 WEIGHT: 265 THEME SONG: Eminem - Till I Collapse (Strides Trap Remix) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=40LWnInJsOM SIGNATURE MOVES(S): 1 - Triple Headbutts 2 - Truth or Consequences FINISHERS(S): 1 - Standing Cutter NOTABLE FUEDS: (If any, if rookie can skip): Full Time Jobs Poor People ACCOLADES titles held, and date, Awards, etc) Pizza Delivery Boy WWG Hardcore Champion WWG Impact Champion WWG Tag Team Champion Biography: Cactus Gauge grew up as an old child in the bayou streets of New Orleans. Gauges family was a wealthy family, who had made their millions in the oyster industry. A great grandfather who started out as a lone oyster fisherman, then spurned a fleet of boats, workers, warehouses and restaurants. They are not only known for their food, but also for their lavish lifestyle and even Mardi Gras parties - which are famed around the Gulf Coast. Cactus grew up with the literal and proverbial silver spoon in his mouth. Private schools, access to anyone and everyone in the city of New Orleans, money, friends, houses, cars and anything else the young Gauge would ever want. Nothing was withheld from him - that was until Hurricane Katrina. Katrina not only changed everything for the city of New Orleans and it's citizens, but also the wealthy and young Cactus Gauge. Over night, the young man with no wants, no desires and no dreams - was forced to find his real self. With thousands of people stranded, Cactus found himself having to put others first. The marble floors of his riverside mansion, couldn't keep the flood waters from destroying everything which he thought he held dear. As the waters rose, his material belongs were destroyed, yet his internal meaning began to reveal himself. Armed with a boat, some rope and a new found ambition to help those around him - Cactus would find himself becoming a hero to hundreds of people. Throughout the next 17 days, Cactus would give of himself and his resources to save the people of New Orleans - his people. Rescuing people meant fighting looters, standing up for people who couldn't stand for themselves, protecting the unprotected. Dubbed the Archangel, Cactus fought and protected, by any means necessary, to help the people he was trying to save. Soon after the waters receded and the city became to rebuild, Cactus Gauge knew that going back to a privileged lifestyle just didn't feel like the thing to do. So began a journey to find this new life, a life without the privilege of his parents money or the fame of his name. This journey took him from coast to coast, searching for that true meaning that showed itself during Hurricane Katrina. That meaning would get it's first opportunity in the World Wrestling Gamers, where the Elites offered Cactus a shot to help be one of the top names in their young, up-and-coming company. Cactus would go on to hold the tag team championships, the hardcore championship and the Impact championship in the WWG, but things wouldn't last long and the WWG folded, as did Cactus' new found life. Refusing to run home, trying to kickstart a new life, and delivering pizza's - Cactus, by happenstance, would stumble upon some talent in the OCW, which would lead to another opportunity to showcase his talents to the leadership in the OCW. A loyal, energetic, hilarious fighter for the people, The archangel Cactus Gauge believes that he is just that important - and so is the OCW universe. They deserve the best, and he's ready to give them the very best he has to offer. A savior for all those who are helpless, Cactus will do whatever it takes to entertain the masses.