After I Win, Its Back To Facing The Gunthers And Chad Masons For You RP#2

You’ve been talking for a month now, and finally, finally I’m going to get my
hands on you. The last time we got into the ring, justice wasn’t made, you ran
like a bitch. This time, you ain’t running.

Get your ass whooping, get knocked out, and let’s get this shit over with.


Roleplay Title: In My Head
Words Written: 912 Without Coding

After defeating SM Raye over at WEW, I had a lot of confidence. This was a guy
who was considered to be one of the best. He was a big name over in WEW and
even when SM Raye joined the IWF there were already talks about him facing me
for my title. However after that night I probably ended those talks. It felt so easy,
it felt too easy.

Right now it was safe to say that I was in a really good mood. I had celebrated
my win with one of the new members to the IWF roster, Kadri Ilves. I really didn’t
talk to her other than talking about sex but when we were on my private jet to
head on over to Hawaii I actually got to make actual conversation with her, and
she was pretty cool and had that confidence to go along with it.

Confidence had to be at a whole new level right now. I shocked the world over in
another company by pulling out that upset win, I was fucking around with easily
one of the hottest girls in this business, and I was ranked the #1 in IWF, with two
championships and the most wins in the company. It was a good feeling, and really I
should have been ready to party. I had been excited for this Hawaii trip for a while, but
I noticed as we got closer and closer to Hawaii, I just felt tense and not right. It was
an uncomfortable feeling, and left things kind of awkward with the people around me
on my private jet.

Whenever someone would ask me something I would reply with one word answers,
whenever someone tried to make conversation I just nodded my head without saying
a word. Even Kadri was giving me a weird look, but I just couldn’t explain it. My
stomach was kind of starting to hurt and it was almost as if I was getting nervous.
I knew the whole stomach thing had meant being nervous because it was the same
feeling I had when I was making my return to wrestling in the beginning of 2011.

When we landed and got out of the plane, stepping foot on Hawaiian soil, I’m not
going to lie it felt nice. Everyone around me seemed to be happy and excited but I
just wasn’t taking any of it in. My stomach was beginning to hurt more, and on top
of that I was just starting to get a headache. I wasn’t expecting any of this, and to
be honest I wasn’t prepared for it. I didn’t want to do a damn thing, I didn’t want to
cruise around Hawaii, I didn’t want to go to the beach, hell I didn’t even want to
smoke a blunt. I wanted to be alone. I went back into the private jet, grabbed my
luggages and brought them outside. As I began to double check them, Kadri walked
up to me and tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up at her, she still had that weird
look on me.

KADRI ILVES:
Sharky… are you feeling alright?

I let go of my luggages and looked her right in the eyes. I had a good guess as to
what was going on with me right now, and here was a girl who had been nothing
but sweet to me this past few couple of days, and since I pretty much invited her
down here, I knew I owed her some sort of explanation as to why I was acting this
way. I took a deep breath and thought about it for a while. After a couple of short
seconds I forced myself a smile.

JAMES SHARK:
Nah… nah I’m fine gurl, why?

She frowned and stared at me hard, this told me that she didn’t believe me. I got
that look a lot of times from girls. That probably meant I was a bad liar. She then
shrugged as she had her arms crossed.

KADRI ILVES:
You seem a little… I don’t know, we’re in Hawaii Sharky! Whatever is on your mind
just drop it, have a good time, after all, tomorrow night your finally going to get
your hands on that Sho No guy, and I know how much you’ve been looking forward
to that.

I nodded my head with a short smile. She could probably tell from my face that
I was no longer looking forward to that match. As soon as she said his name I’m
sure my facial expression changed. I then took my attention off her and grabbed
my luggages.

JAMES SHARK:
So… yo I’m just gonna bounce

KADRI ILVES:
We’re not going to hang out for a bit?

I shook my head, no explanation, nothing. She then shrugged.

KADRI ILVES:
Ok… if that’s what you want, I’ll probably be on the beach…

I nodded my head and grabbed my stuff, I didn’t say goodbye, I didn’t hug her,
I didn’t do nothing. Usually when I was departing from a girl as fine as that one,
I’d probably sneak a kiss on the lips, most times a kiss on the cheek, but this time
I didn’t even give her a damn handshake. I just walked off, my trainer Hanson
Cottle followed behind me. He probably knew what was up, he knew me too well,
right now it was obvious.

For the first time ever, my opponent was in my head.


Roleplay Title: Hard Work , Dedication
Words Written: 3,489 Words Without Coding

I dropped my luggage on the floor. This hotel room was really the shit. I
walked over to the balcony and took a look out at the view. The nice cool
breeze met against my face, I closed my eyes and took a deep breathe.
After the drive to the hotel room I was actually feeling a bit better.

The whole drive here I was just listening to some music, and music was really
the cure for a lot of shit. I still wasn’t in the best mood but I was alright. All of
a sudden I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around to see Hanson.

HANSON COTTLE:
Shark please tell me you’re alright… your match is tomorrow night an-

I shook my head and walked back into the hotel room and out of the balcony,
Hanson followed me over with concern, I turned around to face him.

JAMES SHARK:
Don’t worry about my match, I’m good bruh. I faced this guy before, I’ve.. look,
I’m going to come into this match, and I’m just going to do me. If SNM can’t
handle me then that’s cool, if he can handle me, then it’s just whatever.

Hanson shook his head and sighed. He dropped the gym bag he was carrying
over his shoulder and just stared at me.

HANSON COTTLE:
It’s for the championship Shark, it’s not about “whatever”. If he wins, he
takes your title, he takes all the bragging rights. You have to be prepared
for him.

JAMES SHARK:
I am prepared for him.

HANSON COTTLE:
Not just physically Shark, mentally also.

Hanson tapped his own forehead as if demonstrating to me that my mind had
to be clear and that I had to be mentally ready for SNM. With him pointing that
out it was obvious that he knew SNM was in my head. I took a deep breath and
shook my head as I looked the other direction. Hanson walked forward and put
his hand on my shoulder once again.

HANSON COTTLE:
One thing you always used to say is “Confidence is my only weapon”. You said
this because confidence is who you were, hell your old nickname used to be
“Mr.Confidence”, Shark… you have confidence tattooed on your chest for crying
out loud.

I nodded my head, but still made no eye contact.

HANSON COTTLE:
I’m going to leave you alone to think about that for a bit. Sho No Mercy? I don’t
know why he’s in your head. Maybe it’s because he’s talked so much, more than
any of your opponents had before. Maybe it’s because this is just so hyped up,
maybe it’s because there’s a lot on the line. Just remember you have a press
conference to do today, and all eyes are going to be on you… the champion.

Again I nodded my head, I already knew where he was going with this.

HANSON COTTLE:
I need the confidence to be there James, team swag needs the confidence to be
there. If SNM sees that you are unconfident, and sees something off in you, then
that’s it, you’ll be giving him all the confidence and motivation in the world. This
match is like no other Shark. Highschool Hell. You guys are going to be surrounded
in dark empty hallways, dark empty class rooms, surrounded with many, many
things the two of you will be able to use as weapons.

All I did was nod my head, he was trying to motivate me, to get that confidence
is me. The only thing was that it wouldn’t be easy. It wasn’t like I thought I
would lose this match, it was just that for the first time ever I was in the shoes
of a “James Shark opponent”, what SNM has been doing to me is what I have
done to every single one of my opponents.

He talked so much. Talked so much to the point where you have to think to
yourself “…what happens if I lose?” it was a question I never brought into my
mind. Right now he was giving me a taste of my own medicine. If there was
any blueprint on how to defeat James Shark, maybe this was it.

Just a few nights ago, I had no doubt that SNM would defeat me, I told myself it
was all talk. Then I watched the trailer, the trailer promoting our match. I watched
as it talked about how many people were counting out SNM, I watched as it talked
about SNM having a really good chance to beat me because he was coming into this
match against a guy who was really… the best in the world, and if that wasn’t enough
motivation then I didn’t know what was.

Right now, it was not like I was in the mindset that I believed I was going to lose…
because that wasn’t the case. I go into every match thinking about winning and
focusing on winning. It was just… right now, I felt there might be a good chance
SNM might beat me. I had been taking this match like a joke. I trained for SM Raye,
and I trained to really fuck SM Raye up. I haven’t been training for SNM, and if
anything I didn’t train one bit for SNM.

It was because of those things that made me think something bad would go down
tomorrow night. It was because of something like that, that gave me a bad feeling
about this match. Hanson was right, and I couldn’t give SNM anymore of an
advantage that he already had. I was the champion, he was the challenger. I have
a job, and I have a task, I knew what I had to do, and I really just had to go out
there and really do my thing.

Stygian said that a focused and motivation James Shark is a real dangerous person
to face, he said that when I’m 100% in my head, and my mind is in it, I can be the
best in the world and almost impossible to beat. I had to not let this talk get to me.

I let it get to me once… why was I going to let it get to me a second time? What
I had to do was simple, go to this press conference, portray that trademark James
Shark confidence, and show everyone that this wasn’t bothering me. What I had to
do was get myself to believe that SNM wasn’t in my head. I had to do that, and I
had to do it before tomorrow night.

I nodded my head once more at Hanson then took my fist and gave him props.

JAMES SHARK:
I’ll show that confidence, I don’t like this doe dog, I don’t like it at all. There’s a
first for everything and I don’t know how I’m going to be able to react when I’m
in that motherfucking school with him. I have so much anger towards this guy, so
much anger. So much anger towards him, his bitch, his talking, everything he stands
for. I just might lose it, I just might snap.

Hanson smiled.

HANSON COTTLE:
Then snap Shark… lose it. Let your anger take control of things.

I frowned. This was weird. Hanson told me my mind always had to be clear, every
time I was heading into a match with a person I had beef with, Hanson had always
told me to keep calm and not let my opponent get to me. He had always told me
that if I’m angry, my mind wouldn’t be clear, and now here he is telling me to let
my anger take control. He must’ve noticed the look on my face, so he explained himself.

HANSON COTTLE:
Fine the next day then angry and uncomfortable the next? A transition like that all
because you land in the location you will be facing SNM? I’ve never seen or heard
anything like that before. If you’re like this when you just land… imagine how you’re
going to be when you’re across from him.

I was confused.

JAMES SHARK:
You said you wanted my mind to be clear… and to be honest ma du… I don’t feel
good at all in this feeling, my stomach is just… I’m nervous yo, not just nervous
about this match but nervous about this feeling.

Hanson simply nodded his head and sent me a comforting smile.

HANSON COTTLE:
Your nervous because this is the first time you’re going through this. Have your
mind cleared but let that fucker stay in your head Shark. Lose all that nervousness,
and I think we’re going to see the most dangerous James Shark the world has ever
seen, think about that man, I’ll see you later.

I watched as he left me alone in the room. I really did have a lot to think about
and I just wasn’t in the right mindset. I really did have to think about this… do I
really and truly believe that SNM is a threat to my title? Yes. In this game,
anyone is a threat. At any point you can get screwed out of a win or that one
person can shock the world. Do I really truly believe that SNM will defeat me?
No, hell no, hard work, and dedication is what it is. I may have not trained for
SNM, but what I did do is break him. He may be in my head but I already have
him figured out. He can’t do this whole trash talking thing, he’s run out of stuff
to say ever since I beat him.
He’s in my head, and this is exactly where I want him to be.

I kept reapeating that sentence over and over again as I made my way down to
the beach. As always I was walking around my entourage of security guards. As
always my security was swag on point. Two large ass gorillas behind me, and two
sexy ass broads dressed in a nice sexy uniform, strapped and loaded. Each of them
wearing a Team Swag logo.

This was my way of showing that SNM has done nothing to affect me. This way
my way of showing everyone around me that I was still me. I wasn’t ready to let
the world know that SNM was in my head, not yet, not now.

I made my way to the press conference and just did my thing. I answered those
whack ass questions with whack ass answers, and I answered those stupid
questions with obvious answers. Near the end of the press conference I did get a
little bit rattled up, I did let some of my emotions get the best of me, but I tried
my best not to show it. After the press conference I went back to my limo to head
on out to another beach, however as soon as I entered the limo I found myself
getting confronted by this well-known controversial interviewer named Christina, now
she really pissed me off, to the point where I had to kick her out of my limo. Already
today had been a busy day, as I got out of the limo the beach was packed.

There was a huge dividing separating the fans, locals and tourists from the IWF
Superstars and Divas that were on that beach. As I made my way towards the
beach with my sunglasses on, my snapback, shorts and towel over my shoulders,
I could already hear the screams of fans shouting my name. I ignored them as I
walked onto the beach. However as soon as I made my way to the beach I found
there to be another dividing point.

On one side of the beach I could see Nikki Banks, Kadri Ilves, Brandon Macdonald,
Cody Taylor, Karly Zedic, and other members of the IWF Roster, then on the
opposite side I could see most of our opponents, I couldn’t see SNM though, however
on the way to the limo my limo driver told me that he did infact see SNM on this beach
earlier, so as of right now, I felt the tension in the air. I was or could be on the same
beach as SNM.

I had to keep my guard up, and I had to not let my emotions get the best of me.
At any point, at any moment, and at any hour, we could end up seeing each other
and if that happens, then what would happen next shouldn’t be so hard to figure out.

Words would get exchanged, then it wouldn’t take so long for us to exchange fists.
There were girls all around this beach, music playing, drinks flowing, I could definitely
see something crazy going down, then suddenly, as I was in the middle of my thoughts,
I was startled by a volleyball that hit me right on the shoulder. I jumped up surprise and
not expecting anything to hit me, I turned in anger towards my left side, but I smiled
when I saw Karly Zedic walking towards me.

KARLY ZEDIC:
Sharky!!! Give me a hug!

She ran over to me and squeezed me tight, it was different from a regular hug,
I laughed and got her off me and looked at her with a confused look on my face.

KARLY ZEDIC:
Kadri said you seemed bothered earlier, are you ok?

I shook my head smiling. I think I kind of owed Kadri an apology, but as of
right now I was good. I was doing what Hanson told me to do, right now I
was taking SNM seriously. I had my guard up and he was still in my head.
Just the thought of him bothered me, so I tried to keep my mind off him,
but make no mistake, he was in my head. Just like Hanson told me to do, I
was going to keep SNM in my head.

JAMES SHARK:
Ya gurl I’m fine, and damn you look fine as hell in that bikini! Sexy can I?

Karly laughed out loud, almost blushing.

KARLY ZEDIC:
You already did!

We both laughed, we then began to walk together back to the side of the beach
with all the important people. As I looked around, I realized that the Swag Team
was running this side of the beach.

KARLY ZEDIC:
So I was here earlier and I saw Gunther in a speedo… oh my god Shark, I’m telling you
right now, I legit almost puked my brains out, we all kicked sand at him until he moved
to the other side of the beach… then ten seconds later, this indian guy named Kana
came over and he was like… totally taking pictures of us, it was so creepy!

JAMES SHARK:
Say word aha

We talked for a bit more and walked along the beach. We talked about random
shit, our matches, our son, Hawaii and New York, we were just really catching up
until someone had to ruin the moment.

CODY TAYLOR:
KAY ZEEEEE HEADS UP!!

All of a sudden Cody came out of nowhere and just poured a bucket of water all
over Karly than took off running away, she chased after him, and all I could say
was that Cody was lucky none of that got on me. I walked over to the outdoor
bar, and the bartender immediately recognized me as I ordered my drink.

He then began to wave his finger at me with a cheesy smile on his face.

BARTENDER:
Ah yes… your the James Shark character, the one everyone like huh? The one
who get all the lady and the one who get all the money and almost win all his
fight by knockout correct?

I nodded my head and chuckled, showing him that confidence that I portrayed.
It was weird to think that less 4 hours ago, there was no confidence in me.

BARTENDER:
Ya, ya I know you, how you like Hawaii my friend?

He began to pour me my drink. I flashed him another smile and took a look at my
surroundings. This whole place was just crazy. Beautiful women everywhere.

JAMES SHARK:
Well I just started to enjoy it just now ma du, and I’m really liking it for real. Shits proper.

The bartender pointed at me and laugh.

BARTENDER:
HAHAHA YES! SHIT PROP! SHIT PROP! I am familiar with you catch phrase! , hey my
friend, I have big money on you match, big, big money.

I nodded my head and laughed, and shook his hand.

JAMES SHARK:
That’s what’s up dog, money on Sharky equals a safe bet.

The bartender then immediately stopped laughing as if I said something to offend him.
He got quiet for a moment as he gave me my drink then cleared his throat.

BARTENDER:
I do not have money on you I put money on Sho No guy. Nobody go for this guy so
is more money if he come and he win. I am go with underdog for this one.

He had a valid point but with SNM in my head I just… I wasn’t having this right now.
This guy was pretty much saying “Hey nigger, I betted against you, I hope SNM kicks
your ass so that I can get paid all this money” I got really offended.

JAMES SHARK:
Aight yo, fuck outtam ma face now, Imma ignore what you just said, just get stepping.

I turned towards my side and began to drink up, however I could still feel this
motherfucker’s eyes on me, he was still standing there, eyeing me down. His mistake
started when he didn’t do what he was told, his second mistake happened when he
put his hands on my shoulder.

BARTENDER:
But my friend listen-

I turned around and immdieatly threw the glass jar at him, he quickly ducked and the
glass shattered on the wall behind him, but some pieces of glass hit him. It was such
a loud noise, and the people around me screamed in shock, despite the loud music
people near the stand where able to hear all the commotion.

BARTENDER:
HEY COME ON MEN WHAT IS YOUR PROBLE-

His last mistake happened when he raised his voice. I quickly jumped over the bar,
as soon as I did he grabbed me and try to hold me down, but I was a professional
fighter, a professional wrestler, he was just a bartender. I easily reversed him and
threw him into a corner and began to rain blows down his stomach as he covered
his face. Suddenly I felt someone grab me from behind, I got picked up then placed
back on my feet over the bar.

I turned my head to see Cody, he grabbed me and tried using all his strength to get
me to get away from the bar. It was working, this guy was huge and It was hard to
get him off me. Cody then pushed me over to Brandon who grabbed me.

BRANDON MACDONALD:
Jesus Shark, what the fuck man? Now I’m probably going to have to find SNM a new
opponent man.

Brandon looked real disappointed. I found myself surrounded by some familiar faces and I
could see that the media was already all over this as they began taking photos from a far.

CODY TAYLOR:
Damn dude, if he presses charges… Shark what the hell happened?

I shook my head not saying a word. Anna Stone came out from the crowd and bent down
to look at me. I wasn’t looking at anyone, and I had my eyes on the sand, breathing heavy
and trying to keep calm, I had all the anger and energy to just march back over to the bar
and give the bartender some more.

ANNA STONE:
Sharky… are you ok??

Cody laughed and tried to cheer everyone up.

CODY TAYLOR:
Is Shark Attack ok? Anna you should ask the bartender if he’s ok….

Karly gave Cody a light punch on the arm as Brandon looked over at the bar.

KARLY ZEDIC:
Cody shutup

BRANDON MACDONALD:
I’m the GM so I guess I should go over there and apologize for Shark and try to reason
with the guy before this Main Event gets changed.

I didn’t answer Anna or look at any of them. Brandon began to walk over to the bar,
that’s when I looked up, and as I looked up I could see the beach security all over the
bar trying to figure out what just happened. Brandon stopped in his tracks as he saw a
few police cruisers parking by the beach.

KARLY ZEDIC:
Somewhere… SNM is celebrating right now.

The police officers began to walk down the beach, they pointed at me and motioned for
me to walk over to them. I got up and groaned, and walked over to them.


Roleplay Title: Bedroom Talks with Anna
Words Written: 2,423 Words Without Coding

The scene is dark and all that could be heard is the sound of a bed squeaking and moaning,
the moaning gets louder and the squeaking gets faster, after a while it all comes to the stop
and a flick of a light could be heard. As the lights come on the scene comes into a view.
James and Anna lying in bed covered up with the covers. They both stared up at the ceiling
as James had his hand on the lamp cord.

JAMES SHARK:
That….was….fucking….

ANNA STONE:
Proper!!

I laughed and shook my head smiling. It was always a pleasure with Ms.Stone, always
a fucking pleasure, and this is just what I needed before facing SNM. I looked over at
the clock and it read 3:00AM, today was Sunday which meant that tonight I would be
facing off against SNM, entering a school with him and defending my title.

Again I tried not to think about SNM, thinking about SNM made me angry, and making
me angry made me snap, just like what happened earlier. So I closed my eyes and
decided I was just going to sleep, wake up, and get our match over with, win, and leave.

I rolled over to the side and faced Anna, almost on top of her, she smiled up at me.

ANNA STONE:
What are you doing Sharky?

I bit my lips as I looked down at her, she looked so damn sexy.

JAMES SHARK:
Goodnight kiss?

She rolled her eyes and pulled me down, that kiss turned into a short makeout
session, and after that she playfully pushed me off, she then put on one of those
sleeping things that people use to cover their eyes.

ANNA STONE:
Bye now, see you tomorrow

I chuckled, I didn’t know what she meant about “bye”, I wasn’t going anywhere.
I rolled over and turned off the lights and stayed in the bed. All of a sudden I felt
the lights turn on, I turned around to see Anna sitting up in bed with her arms
crossed, she had turned on the lamp that was on her side.

JAMES SHARK:
What yo?

She still had her arms crossed as she looked down at me. Slowly shaking her head.

ANNA STONE:
Shark… you have your own hotel room, so bye now.

I gave her a shocked look on my face with my mouth wide open and everything
but she stared back at me with a serious face.

JAMES SHARK:
DOG! That’s like so far away and shit… I got to walk so much.

She rolled her eyes at me.

ANNA STONE:
CAT! no it’s not… it’s like four doors down, like… seriously?

I just kept looking at her. I knew my room was pretty close, but I didn’t want to get up
and walk all the way there, I guess since I was already lying down in a bed I didn’t want to get up.

JAMES SHARK:
Come on gurl, you kicking me out after we just gave each other a good fuck? How are you
gonna do me like that Anna?

She laughed, shaking her head, but from the looks of it she was still serious about me leaving.

ANNA STONE:
Remember that one day when you slept over at my place?

I nodded my head, grabbed my pillow and playfully threw at her.

JAMES SHARK:
Ye and we had that pillow fight and I whooped your ass.

She threw the pillow back at me.

ANNA STONE:
Haha James no stop, that’s not the point. As fun as that was… and as good as the sex was…
you were like super annoying when you were sleeping. You were kicking, you were shoving…
I think you were farting…

JAMES SHARK:
I HEARD THAT TOO!!!, I thought it was you who farted, I didn’t wanna say nothing.

ANNA STONE:
Ew shut up haha, but seriously, I had all these bruises on my legs when I woke
up in the morning, and I also woke up half way off the bed because you ended
up sleeping sideways, your just a crazy sleeper James, that’s all.

I groaned, at least she had a good point. I got out of her bed and dressed up.

ANNA STONE:
You don’t have to leave right away if you don’t want to….

I chuckled, and looked around all sarcastically.

JAMES SHARK:
Well what the hell am I gonna do in here?

Anna shrugged as she continued to remain in with her legs crossed, sitting up.

ANNA STONE:
I don’t know… we could talk if you want.

I shrugged.

JAMES SHARK:
Well what is there to talk about…?

She got out of bed now and sat on the edge of the bed, it was hard to take her
seriously when she was butt naked, and it was hard to look at her face.

ANNA STONE:
Well you never told me what happened out there… you know, with that bartender.
You’re lucky Brandon was able to talk that guy out of pressing charges.

I didn’t like this topic at all, If I told her about what happened with that bartender
I would have to explain to her that it was all because of SNM, and I would have to
tell her that SNM was in my head. I was quiet for a moment, because I didn’t know
if I should tell her or not, she was a good friend of mine and I had known her for as
long as I knew Brandon. Since I was taking so long to answer, and since I was just
staring at her breasts the whole time, she got up, and put her shirt and panties back
on. Then sat back on the edge of the bed.

ANNA STONE:
Well….?

I guess it would be fair to tell her, after all we are friends. I sighed and walked
over to the window, looked out at the dark skies and took a deep breath, here
went nothing..

JAMES SHARK:
This fucking guy Anna… this fucking guy is in my head. SNM. SN’ fucking M.
You know… for the past few weeks I’ve told myself he wasn’t in my head, I told
myself he was just a fucking joke, and I told myself I didn’t care about anything
he said or did. However when my natural black ass landed here in Hawaii, I just…
I wasn’t myself. I landed in Hawaii and I just took this whole situation in.

She walked over to where I was standing so that she could face me.

ANNA STONE:
Wait… I don’t get it, so you didn’t realize it until today? and what situation?

I nodded my head.

JAMES SHARK:
I didn’t realize it until I stepped foot in the same location I would be facing him.
I didn’t noticed until my foot landed on Hawaiian soil, and what situation you ask?
Well I took in the fact that this is real, that this is happening, that I would be
facing SNM. I came to Hawaii not to have fun, but because I have a match with
an all out pussy, a loud mouthed fuck face with a small dick.

Anna laughed at how rattled and pumped up I was getting.

ANNA STONE:
But Sharky, I don’t understand… all I’ve heard from you is how much of a pussy
this guy is. Like… now you’re saying the same thing, so I don’t understand how
he can possibly be in your head. I even told you that when we faced off against
each other, and we won that tag team match… I told you that SNM hits like a bitch.
To be honest, Serai hits harder than him.

I shrugged.

JAMES SHARK:
It’s the shit talking Anna. I’ve finally come across someone who can match my talk,
and match my hype. He has hyped this match so much, and he has talked so much
to the point where everyone is so hyped up for this damn thing, and there is a fucking
SNM band wagon going on. That bartender told me, straight up, in my face, that he
put money for SNM down to whoop me, and as soon as I heard that… I don’t know…
I just snapped.

ANNA STONE:
Awee Sharky

Anna gave me a hug, I was so tempted to squeeze that ass but I didn’t, right
now we were having a serious conversation, and one thing could lead to another,
and before we know it, we could be going Round Two.. right now I didn’t want that,
I just wanted to talk to someone about this, get someone else’s opinion that wasn’t
named Hanson Cottle.

ANNA STONE:
James, talk is talk. You’re like one of the best at this whole trash talking
thing and backing it up. What has SNM backed up? He faced us and he
lost, he faced Corey and he lost, he’s on a two match losing streak Sharky,
he can talk all he wants…

I sighed.

JAMES SHARK:
Yea… I just don’t know

ANNA STONE:
Look… this Sunday it’s going to be thunder vs lightning. If that makes
you feel any better…

I gave her confused look, I didn’t want to look like an idiot but I honestly
didn’t know what that was supposed to mean.

ANNA STONE:
We all know thunder makes noise, but lightning strikes. SNM is thunder, he
can be loud, he can talk, he can do this every day if he wants to…. You’re
the lighting James, you’re going to strike him and once you do, you’re going
to knock him out. I’m sure of this. Don’t let him be in your head.

I looked down for a moment and thought about what she said. I liked that
comparison, I liked it a lot, and it made a lot of sense. I then looked up at
her and cocked a sick, evil smile.

JAMES SHARK:
I want him in my head Anna. What I did to that bartender… that was fucked
up. What I’m going to do to SNM.. I don’t know, I’m going to put myself on
auto-pilot, and I’m going to let my emotions get the best of me… I’m going to
see where it goes. If it goes my way, he’ll end up in a body bag, if it goes his
way, he’ll be on life support all his life.

She flashed me a big smile.

ANNA STONE:
That sounds great Sharky but… you were just complaining about how he’s
in your head, and now you’re telling me you want him in your head?

I laughed, that was exactly right.

JAMES SHARK:
Weird huh? On the real Anna, Hanson told me to keep him in my head,
and after hearing what you had to say, your right… and so is he. This
faggot ass bitch can talk all he wants, at one point I will hit him, he can
hit me with a chair, he can throw me onto a glass door, he can hit me
with the whole fucking school, my style is to knock your head off, to
scrap, to just come after the motherfucker and go forward. With this
adrenaline and anger I have towards this guy, I’m going to just walk
through everything he throws at me, and when the time is right, I’m
going to throw my hand… and put him to sleep. This nigga is gonna get
detention for sleeping in school Anna, I’m telling you.

She looked surprised.

ANNA STONE:
I didn’t know you didn’t like him…. THAT much.

I shook my head.

JAMES SHARK:
It’s not that I don’t like him Anna, it’s that I HATE him. This is just a match…
but he’s made things so damn personal. He’s gone beyond being my opponent,
right now he’s a fucking enemy. This isn’t no Van Rose Shark rivalry, no
Alexander Shark rivalry, no Stygian Shark rivalry, this beats all of those rivalries.
This one takes the cake. Every time he sees my name, hears my name, or sees
me backstage, I want him to remember the ass whooping I laid on him, I want
him to remember every single second of that match we have on tonight, I want
him to remember that feeling he had when he just knew… he just knew it was a
matter of time before I put him to sleep. I want him to remember how it felt to
run around the school and desperately look for an exit, a way out, a place to
hide. I want him to just remember how I beat him… and how easy I made it look.

Anna was obviously surprised. I sounded so focused, so ready, so…
motivated. She looked at the time and realized how late it was getting,
she smiled.

ANNA STONE:
Shark, I don’t know how much times I have to say this… you have this.
Get some sleep though, big day tomorrow for the both of us, you retain
your title and I GET a title.

I bit my lips then flashed her a cocky smile.

JAMES SHARK:
Ye gurl, big day tomorrow…. So yo I can’t sleep here?

She rolled her eyes.

ANNA STONE:
Shark… I don’t want to end up sleeping on the floor because of you
kicking me off the bed.

I laughed.

JAMES SHARK:
Alright yo whatever give me a hug.

We hugged each other and I squeezed that ass, hoping for some round
two, but it didn’t happen, she playfully pushed me off and pushed me
towards the door.

ANNA STONE:
Nighty night Sharky!

She then closed the door on me. I crossed my arms as I found myself in
the hotel hallway. I then yelled out at her.

JAMES SHARK:
AIGHT YO FINE! I’LL JUST TAP KARLY THEN!, SHE’S BETTER THAN
YOU ANYWAYS!!

I didn’t realize that Karly’s door was right behind me, she was obviously
still up at this time, because I could hear her respond.

KARLY ZEDIC:
NOT HAPPENING SHARK, YOU JUST FUCKED UGLY ANNA AND THAT’S
GROSS

I gave myself a face plam. Maybe I’d have some luck with Kadri… but
then again she was probably sleeping, I shrugged and began to walk
over to my room. I decided to just leave any type of sexual touching
for AFTER I defeated SNM. Right now I just had to get some sleep,
Anna was right.

Tomorrow was a big day for me, and an even bigger day for SNM.
Tomorrow for SNM marked his last match ever in pro wrestling.


Shoot Title: Nigga You Just Went Full Retard
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SNM, let me ask you something nigga. How did I know that you would
come on camera, be an idiot, say stupid ass shit, and continue to run
your mouth? Damn, niggas must be magical out here cause I booked it
and it happened.

Or maybe it’s just because of the simple fact that you have been
doing this every single fucking week. Usually it would annoy people,
usually it would get old, but nope, not for SNM, not for you ma nigga.
You just keep going and going and going.

I love the picture by the way, the bald black baby with the diaper…
the big eyes and weird shaped head. Did you draw that yourself? Smart
ma du, smart, next time you should add a nose, just saying, but I’m not
going to take anything away from the drawing, it was funny… it really
was… nat.

Instead of drawing these whack ass pictures or searching them up on
Google Images or Yahoo Search, whatever fucking search engine you go
on, you should be focused on our match. The last time you talked all that
shit… you didn’t back it up, not one bit of it. So if you’re just relying on
your talking, history is on my side.

Seriously doee, everytime you talk, you just speak out on bullshit that your
punk ass don’t know nothing about. You say that tonight I won’t have a tag
team partner? Nigga please, if your referring to my tag match with you, then
your fucking whack.

IT WAS AN INTERGENDER TAG MATCH!

If your complaining because my tag team partner was Anna Stone… and
your still butt hurt over that loss, then you’ve just proven what I’ve been
saying about you this whole damn time. You’re a pussy ass bitch.

You just come out with bullshit claims. You’re telling me I got some wild
fantasies but then five seconds later, what did you say? “Oh this nigga
James Shark came at my dick when I first got here”… looks like you’re the
one with the wild fantasies homie. I didn’t even know you were an IWF
Superstar when you first got here, the first time I laid eyes on you and I
saw you backstage, I thought you were some bum ass janitor working in
the arena.

And second of all, you shouldn’t be talking about you not being impressed
with me defeating Steel Angel. Steel Angel is actually a bigger name then
any of the bitches you’ve beaten. He’s a bigger name then Chad Mason, a
bigger name than fucking Gunther, and as for him getting up from my
almighty “SWAG OUT”, let me tell you something nigga. I clipped him when
he was in the air, my fist glazed his fucking chin, it wasn’t clean impact, it
wasn’t a clean hit.

Get off my dick and watch the tape. The fact that I was able to put him
unconscious from a glancing punch says enough. Who cares if it was for a
few seconds, who cares if it wasn’t for a long time. Do you know who I hit
clean? Corey Casey, the man that whooped your ass. Did Corey beat me?
Yes he did, but unlike you, I have wins on him, you don’t.

Unlike you, after my loss to Corey, I got up, and took matters into my own
match, that was a match I felt ended way too early, so what did I do? I
knocked his ass out, I knocked his ass out cold. What did you do when you
lost? You put your head down like a little bitch, you went backstage to
have a threesome with Serai and Libby, then you jumped me from behind and
grabbed my title after my win.

By the way, that will be the last and only time you ever get to hold my
championship… that will be the last and only time you get to hold the IWF
Heavyweight Championship period. In fact, your only chances for championship
gold is the High Impact Championship.

You can’t even win the New Blood Championship because ma gurl Anna is going
to win it, and you couldn’t do shit to her in the ring. You can’t hold the IWF Tag
titles cause I hold it, and you can’t hold this title because I hold it.

Get it in your head, you are not better than me. You will never be on a level
higher than me, nor on my same level. Never ever ma du.

You can say that our match was a “freebee” and actually… I agree with you.
It was a “freebee”, and this match with you is going to be a “freebee” too,
because you ain’t shit. You say that I didn’t pin you, but why is that? It’s
because you RAN AWAY!, you jumped over those ropes, you jumped out of the
ring, and you RAN!, you didn’t walk up the ramp… no… you RAN up the ramp.

Dumb hoe.

Who are you? What have you done? You like to diss me on what I’ve done but
seriously nigga, what have you done? I’m ranked #1 in the IWF, do you know
what your ranked? Your ranked #10!, come on dog, explain that to me.

You say that there won’t be any bobbing and weaving… but I don’t even do that
shit. Explain that to me. You know I scrap, I’m not no fucking boxer, I just come to
scrap. For me every match is a street fight, I don’t like the whole ground shit but
that don’t mean I do the whole boxing thing. I just come forward and lay fists on
motherfuckers. Kind of like the same way your daddy laid his fists on your mom,
and then laid fists on you.

What it comes down to is this. I’m the champion. You’re the challenger.

I’m James Shark. Your Sho No Mercy.

I’m the best. You’re the worst.

You had so much to say but you didn’t want to answer my question. I asked you
“why are you in this match?” It’s a simple question. I had some confusion because
you already lost to me and your already on a two match losing streak, so I was
just wondering if you knew why you were facing me for the title, but you didn’t
answer it so I guess you don’t even know why your facing me for the title.

I told you about how Serai is MARRIED in CWF, and how she’s already fucked the
entire WEW male locker room and has already fucked Sean Libby and Steel Angel
on a daily basis, and what’s your response?

“Oh yo, what it do world!, when I beat James Shark, I’m going to grab that title
and fuck Serai again!”

Like.. really? You like that? You like that loosey goose?

Hey dog, it’s on you, whatever floats your boat. All I know, is that I’m going to
take your fucking boat, flip it over, take you into deep waters, and drown you.

You’re a choke artist, nothing more, nothing less.

SAM is your new name not SNM. You show alotta mercy and you’re going to be
living up to your new name tonight when I see the quit in your eyes. As soon as
we meet inside that highschool your just going to know that you lost this match,
and then when I knock you out, your just going to be like…

“Aw damn! I knew it! I knew I was going to lose this match! I knew I was going
to get knocked out!” So SAM, SAMMY, whatever you prefer, thanks for hyping
this thing up, thanks for talking your way into a high profile match. After I
whoop your fucking ass and take my claim as the Baddest Nigga on the Planet,
It’s back to the undercards for you.

Back to facing the Gunthers and the Chad Masons of this federation.

One Love nigga.

One Love.