Posted by "The Original Sinner" on 4/25/2005, 2:13 am, in reply to "My RP from last years Golf Tourney"
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Janet Jackson - Rog, I want you to meet my brother Michael. And these are his kids. They are in town so I asked that they stop by so I could see them.Michael Jackson - YEE HEE! I’m bad, I’m bad, and you know it![Roger looks at Michael, then at the children, and then back towards his follower. The follower has a look of awe on his face.]"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - Um... are you trying to kill those kids or something?Michael Jackson - Oh you must mean these face-protectors. I don’t want my kids to grow up like freaks, being pursued by the media like I have been. Trust me, I would never hurt my babies... and I surly wouldn’t dangle them over a balcony either. YEE HEE!Boy - *mumbles*Michael Jackson - Sure you can go pee-pee but I have to come with you. You know that daddy has to hold your little soldier. Janet, watch Paris as me and Prince will be back in a few moments. YEE HEE![Clark has a look of disbelief and disgust on his face as Michael and son skip away, hand in hand, towards the restroom. Janet lines up to take another swing at the ball... missing once again.]Janet Jackson - You know what... I think this ball keeps moving on me."The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - When I become God I want you to know that you will be the first to rot in hell.Janet Jackson - Now that wasn’t nice... that was just about as mean as the Super Bowl committee was to Justin and me. You know they forced us to apologize for my booby? It was an accident. That means Justin and me didn’t plan it 15 minutes before we went live.[Janet lines up to take another shot. Michael’s little girl, Paris, moves her arms and pulls the plastic bag off her head. Her face is now revealed to the world.]Paris Jackson - Jesus... I can’t breath in that thing![Janet looks back and screams as she looks into the little girl’s face. Then, like a bolt of lightning, Janet scurries off into the same direction Michael went.]Paris Jackson - Bye Aunt Janet. Well I guess it is just you and me then. What is your name again?"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - This might seem weird to a small child like you but I am the next Lord and savior... I am "The Original Sinner"Roger Clark.Paris Jackson - No... weird is that freak of a father and reject of an aunt. I mean they place plastic bags onto me and my brother’s heads! Now that is weird.[Clark nods in agreement. Paris picks up the golf club that Janet dropped and swings, nailing the ball on the first try.]"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - You got a hell of a game for a small kid.Paris Jackson - Yeah... well when I’m not sleeping in daddy’s bed we are usually playing mini-gold in Neverland. But when I get a few free moments I personally like to watch NAWF Destruction."The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - You’re an NAWF fan?Paris Jackson - Why, does that seem weird to you?"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - After today nothing seems weird to me.Paris Jackson - Yeah, that is why I tricked my dad out here. I was hoping Aunt Janet would be golfing along side Masset, Chen, or even that hunky Rumble. Instead I get God-Boy."The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - I see you inherited your father’s sick sense of taste. For your information I will be competing against Anxiety Rising and Rumble this week in a six-man tag. With The Elite on my side nothing will stop our rampage.Paris Jackson - Yeah right, you got about as much of a chance in that match as my dad does of winning the child-molestation case.[The follower behind Clark starts to snicker a little, but "The Original Sinner"quiets him with a look of anger. Clark then grabs a club and a ball. Moving towards the tee he sets the ball upon the tee and swings, nailing a beautiful line drive.]"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - That, my small freakish friend, is Rumble’s head. I will personally nail it straight into the upper deck of the Bronco Pavilion.Paris Jackson - Yeah, I noticed that you two seem to be having some heat as of late. Not to mention your history with Masset and Chen."The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - My dislike of Masset has been documented since I first walked through the NAWF doors. He is a virus upon the world. He is like your father and aunt, polluting the world with his stupidity. Chen is no better, as he follows Masset’s lead. Both are oblivious to the damage they are doing to the young minds of the world... or they just don’t care. But the Sabbath will only hold pain and anguish as I make them pay for such sins. But they shouldn’t blame me... they should blame their God.Paris Jackson - Cute... real cute. But what of the Intercontinental Champion? Do you still have your crosshairs locked on ending his reign?"The Original Sinner" Roger Clark - I gave some important advice to Rumble. I told him to watch who he aligns himself with. And more importantly I told him the truth... that he should be facing Braddock at Crossroads... not Masset. But this truth lands on deaf ears, as Rumble’s eyes are blinded by something I cannot see. Maybe he things he is doing the right thing, maybe he things he is doing the honorable thing, but truth is he is allowing Masset to walk all over him. Is he trying to beg for forgiveness because he beat Masset? Hell if I know, and hell if I should care. It won’t matter because the only one Rumble should ask forgiveness from is I. The Sabbath will just be a taste of things to come. Rumble’s pain will be the foundation on my new church. God shakes... no... God rumbles in fear at the idea of IC Gold upon my waist. He has right to fear... for my momentum will grow and soon all of NAWF will bow to me, the rightful savior. First... first is the blood of the innocent. All are accountable for, even the blind Rumble. For violence isn’t the answer... it is the only answer.[Clark laughs as he gets into a small golf cart with his follower and drives off. As the cart drifts behind some hills we can see a deranged Michael Jackson running towards Paris. Michael grabs the little girl, using his shirt to cover her face. A limo speeds up next to the two and Michael shoves Paris in before jumping in himself. After closer inspection the driver is none other then Janet Jackson. After the slam of the door the limo speeds off and the camera fades to black.]
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