Jim Force Returns

[Actarus]

[Center][B][SIZE="4"]Prologue[/SIZE][/B][/Center] [I]Summer of 1997[/I] [CENTER][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/JimForce.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Kevin Peter Jefferson stood backstage staring at the curtains leading to the entrance ramp. He began to pace, the butterflies in his stomach unsettling his massively muscled 6’2” 285 pound frame. Nervously stopping, he was hoping, no praying, that the final changes to his appearance would click with the audience. He had debuted as Jim Force a few weeks prior, but tonight was the first night he wore face paint. For the past few weeks he was a standard power wrestler, but Richard Eisen, owner of the Supreme Wrestling Federation, wanted to push him more as a superhero, and came up with the idea of using face paint, similar to the power and paint gimmick of the Lords of War tag team combination. “Jim, are you ready?” “Huh?” Jim’s spine snapped to attention, his mind brought back to the moment. [CENTER][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/EnforcerRoberts.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Phillip “Enforcer” Roberts came up behind Jim. “I said, are you ready?” “Only one way to find out. Let’s get to work.” Then Jim heard his new entrance music; a powerful combination of electric guitar and booming percussion that simply screamed forceful, frenetic energy. Perhaps feeling inspired, Jim began to take rapid, wild breaths and suddenly flew out of the curtains running as fast as he could towards the ring, which admittedly wasn’t all that fast. “Whoa!” [CENTER][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/BlackHatBailey.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Black Hat Bailey walked up behind Enforcer. “Whose idea was it to run to the ring like that?” “Don’t know.” Enforcer replied, pulling the curtains back to peek at the wrestling ring. Bailey looked out at the wrestling ring as well, noting the positive crowd response. “What’s he saying? Is he…howling?” Enforcer took a deep breath. “Something about merchandise, I think…sounds more like growling to me…maybe grunting.” “Wait, now he’s…is he shaking the ropes like a madman?” Another deep breath. “Uh-huh.” Bailey rested his forehead in the palm of his hand, his head shaking left and right. “Oh man…that kid’s going to blow up in six…seven minutes.” A third deep breath. “Yep…” As Jim's opponent for the night, Bailey began to warm-up in place, waiting for his entrance music to play. “So what do you think? Hall of Immortals?" Enforcer chuckled and gave Bailey a very doubtful look, then peeked back out to the ring. Jim Force was snarling like a beast, pumping his arms towards the sky, for no apparent reason. “Well…stranger things have happened.”

[mad5226]

Complete and Utter Gold my friend

[TheJoshRollins]

Oh Jim Force! I love it.

[ColtCabana]

Great start, Jim Force > *

[praguepride]

Buy my merchandiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise!!1

[Wallbanger]

Forceshop.com Lives Again! :D :D :D :D

[D16NJD16]

Seems like the Ultimate Warrior to me...

[juggaloninjalee]

Ultimate Warrior? What does he know about the Forcelians?

[1PWfan]

[QUOTE=D16NJD16;448395]Seems like the Ultimate Warrior to me...[/QUOTE] See, this is where you're wrong. Jim Force is not like Ultimate Warrior: Warrior is like Jim Force.

[TheJoshRollins]

Warrior wishes he could shine Jim Force's boots. He's nowhere close to the legend that is Jim Force.

[TheTuckerman]

Jim Force is awesome!!! I've been thinking about bringing him back to my SWF game for one last World Title run...

[soulztnrv1]

Yes, I love you.

[Jaded]

Feel the FOOOOOORCE! (And buy his merchandise :) ) Great start!

[Actarus]

[quote=mad5226;448220]Complete and Utter Gold my friend[/quote] I was thinking copper, but gold is much better. I'm glad I invested in gold a few years ago. [quote=TheJoshRollins;448226]Oh Jim Force! I love it.[/quote] [quote=ColtCabana;448311]Great start, Jim Force > *[/quote] [quote=praguepride;448355]Buy my merchandiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiise!!1[/quote] Thanks guys! You made my day...month...year...right! [quote=Wallbanger;448383]Forceshop.com Lives Again! :D :D :D :D[/quote] Speaking of which, there's a specific write-up YOU did in the old Jim Force dynasty I may very well recycle... [quote=D16NJD16;448395]Seems like the Ultimate Warrior to me...[/quote] I take it you didn't read my nor J. Silver's past & present writings? [quote=juggaloninjalee;448400]Ultimate Warrior? What does he know about the Forcelians?[/quote] [quote=1PWfan;448452]See, this is where you're wrong. Jim Force is not like Ultimate Warrior: Warrior is like Jim Force.[/quote] [quote=TheJoshRollins;448552]Warrior wishes he could shine Jim Force's boots. He's nowhere close to the legend that is Jim Force.[/quote] Warrior's Forcechlorian count is almost as high as Jim Force's. Almost. The only person who may have more Forcechlorian's is Chuck Norris, but that's only a rumor... [quote=TheTuckerman;448553]Jim Force is awesome!!! I've been thinking about bringing him back to my SWF game for one last World Title run...[/quote] Believe it or not, that idea would have made my booking life easier... [quote=soulztnrv1;448561]Yes, I love you.[/quote] Are you a single, hot chick? :p [quote=Jaded;448643]Feel the FOOOOOORCE! (And buy his merchandise :) ) Great start![/quote] Thanks Jaded! Much appreciated. Jim Force Returns...who would have thought it possible. I've only written two dynasties on these here boards, and have read countless others. I feel like I've learned a lot as a writer, what I enjoy writing, what works well. With my previous Jim Force dynasty, I think portraying Jim Force as a raving lunatic in-ring and out of the ring lead to burn-out far too quickly. I found myself honestly unable to think of "Force Speak" anymore, and it became a struggle to think of anything new or fresh. I also grew to dislike having a limited amount of $ and trying to make a profit every month, as I couldn't play with all my characters the way I wanted to. The only character that was developing a personality was Jim Force, and I wanted to do more with others, but would lose money in the process. All the things I previously mentioned have been rectified, for better or for worse in this reboot. I sincerely hope you enjoy the reboot, and will come along for take a ride on the Jim Force express...you know what, that just sounds wrong, so I'll shut up now. Okay, I lied; I forgot to mention that there's quite a few "backstory" (I don't like calling it that) posts before the first show. I'm taking my time, so please be patient, for patience leads to increased Forcechlorian counts, which lead to increased desire to buy Jim Force merchandise, which...oh, I give up! [Center][B][SIZE="4"]Prologue, Part Deux and a Half[/SIZE][/B][/Center] [I]Fall 2007[/I] [I]FEEL THE FORCE![/I] His throat was dry. [I]FEEEL THEEE FOORCE!![/I] His body trembled. [I]FEEEEL THEEEE FOOORCE!!![/I] [I]NO![/I] Kevin sat up, gasping for air, his body covered in sweat. Was it a dream? No, a [URL=http://67.19.230.90/~arles/forum/showthread.php?t=22440]nightmare[/URL]; the same nightmare that’s been haunting him for months now; and yet, it all seemed so real. Quitting USPW, telling Sam Strong to f*** off, tossing around 300 security guards like rag dolls, starting up and dominating Ultimate Force Wrestling,…and the merchandise sales! Unbelievable! Kevin looked over at his clock, which read 4:45. Quietly, he got out of bed and walked down to the kitchen, deep in thought. He filled his blender with skim milk, fruit, protein powder, ice, and blended the contents for half a minute, wondering about his professional wrestling career. Starting out in the SWF, his one night in DAVE, the past couple of years with USPW, all the titles he held, speaking at conventions and wrestling schools, everything he had done and accomplished, all seemed so empty and hollow. He was admittedly restless; when he first got into the business, he cared more about fame and fortune, but now things were different. For years, he had done the same old song and dance routine, beating his opponents with sloppy in-ring work and getting by with charisma and a superhero physique. Somehow, his routine circus act had earned him a cult following of fans and millions of dollars, which he had invested wisely. But lately it’s all been feeling less meaningful, less satisfying. Was THIS the wrestling legacy he would leave behind when it was all said and done? Kevin looked out the window as he gulped his protein shake down. Kevin began to envy the Rip Chord’s and Tommy Cornell’s of the world. Christian Faith once told him that having a hold over the audience was more important than the number of wrestling holds he knew. He has proven himself to be able to entertain fans with his insane antics. But now he asked himself: could he entertain fans by wrestling alone? Could Jim Force have a hold on the audience with his wrestling? A sudden surge of anger filled his heart. Before he knew what he was doing, the blender shattered against the wall. Kevin closed his eyes. He felt like he already knew the answer to that question. But he had to be absolutely certain...

[praguepride]

[QUOTE=Actarus;449551] Could Jim Force have a hold on the audience with his wrestling?[/QUOTE] The short answer is 'no' but we will still buy his merchandise!

[Phantom Stranger]

For a while I've been pondering a dynasty done as an SWF 'history of promotion X' DVD. A keystone was always that lucid interview Force gives on the Cornellverse site, and the image in my head of the Force Works dojo, run by a retired Kevin and Enforcer Roberts, with Kevin sitting there being interviewed, graying hair tied back in a ponytail, no make up, speaking intelligently. WHich is to say I support a shift on your part.

[juggaloninjalee]

I feeeeeeeeeeeeel the FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCE!

[praguepride]

Lol, the majority of this diary is Jim Force quotes. Best...diary...evar!

[praguepride]

Lol, the majority of this diary is Jim Force quotes. Best...diary...evar! edit: Buy more merchandise!

[soulztnrv1]

I am a single hot man by my own choice. SEXES

[Guest Bolton]

FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL THE FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCE!!!! Can't wait for this, as I loved "The Faces Of Force: JIM FORCE!" and to see Force trying to entertain people with his craptastic wrestling = laughs

[Actarus]

[QUOTE=praguepride;449601]The short answer is 'no' but we will still buy his merchandise![/QUOTE] [QUOTE=praguepride;449713]Lol, the majority of this diary is Jim Force quotes. Best...diary...evar![/QUOTE] [QUOTE=praguepride;449715]Lol, the majority of this diary is Jim Force quotes. Best...diary...evar! edit: Buy more merchandise![/QUOTE] Well...SOMEONE likes Jim Force merchandise! :D [QUOTE=Phantom Stranger;449647]For a while I've been pondering a dynasty done as an SWF 'history of promotion X' DVD. A keystone was always that lucid interview Force gives on the Cornellverse site, and the image in my head of the Force Works dojo, run by a retired Kevin and Enforcer Roberts, with Kevin sitting there being interviewed, graying hair tied back in a ponytail, no make up, speaking intelligently. WHich is to say I support a shift on your part.[/QUOTE] YAAAY! [QUOTE=juggaloninjalee;449657]I feeeeeeeeeeeeel the FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCE![/QUOTE] YAAAY! [QUOTE=soulztnrv1;449759]I am a single hot man by my own choice. SEXES[/QUOTE] To quote Jerry: "Not that there's anything wrong with that." [QUOTE=Bolton;449905]FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL THE FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORCE!!!! Can't wait for this, as I loved "The Faces Of Force: JIM FORCE!" and to see Force trying to entertain people with his craptastic wrestling = laughs[/QUOTE] Wait, really?! Blast, i should have updated that with even MORE craptastic Jim Force wrestling. Seriously though, you'll get more than a fair share of that here. Eventually, if I can keep this running long enough, I hope that will change. A few things I forgot to mention in my previous OOC: [LIST] [*]I reserve the right to recycle old posts or parts of old posts from previous dynasties I've written. [*]This is the third official entry in the 'JFR' saga, so not including this post, we are five posts away from our first ever live event, and four posts away from posting the first card = predictions. Let the countdown begin! Thank you for your patience! [/LIST] [Center][B][SIZE="4"]Enter the Head Booker Guy[/SIZE][/B] [IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/ChrisLee3.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] I exited the exam center for the Medical College Admission Test (MCAT’s), feeling rather exhausted. Nearly five hours of staring at a computer screen, answering a wide variety of questions on biology, chemistry, organic chemistry, physics and verbal reasoning. Despite seemingly endless hours of preparation and never ending studying, I didn’t feel confident about my results and the drive home felt tense. This wasn’t the plan! It wasn’t supposed to be like this, I thought. Visions of my time at PileDriver Wrestling School flashed through my mind. I knew the importance of standing back up after being knocked down by adversity. But at this very moment in time, I didn’t care. I pulled into the parking lot of my apartment building, with the sole intent of devouring all the beer in my fridge. My eyes widened as I entered the apartment lobby. Sitting on the waiting area coach was a very large, muscular figure. “Hey Ken.” I wasn’t expecting a visitor, and certainly not him. “Jim. I wasn’t expecting you. What brings you to my neck of the woods.” Kevin Jefferson, better known to the world as Jim Force, stood up and extended his hand towards me. “I hope I haven’t caught you at a bad time, but there’s something I’d like to discuss with you; something important.” I sighed a bit. I really just wanted to be alone at the moment, but it looked like my moment of solitude would be delayed. “Come with me.” We made our way to my apartment. “Beer?” I offered. “Sure.” I trudged to the fridge and grabbed two Heineken keg cans. I handed Kevin his beer. We both cracked our cans open simultaneously and drank generously. “So, what’s so important that you came to see me?” “Well, I’ve decided to leave USPW and open my own wrestling promotion.” “What? Really?! That’s…well, unexpected, but congratulations, I guess. But you didn’t come all the way to my neck of woods just to tell me that, did you? It’s not like I can sponsor you.” Jim took another sip. “You’re right; I’d like you to be my head booker.” “Come again?” “I said, I’d like you to be my head booker.” I set my can down on the coffee table, and stood up, looking quizzically at Jim’s eyes. “Okay…why me?” Jim seemed to hesitate for a moment, before answering. “Because, I owe you…I mean, don’t you think?” Suddenly, some very painful memories flooded to the surface of my consciousness. Memories I’ve been trying to forget for over a year now. I looked away for a moment, though it felt like an eternity, a dozen conflicting emotions bubbling underneath the surface. Finally, I looked back up at Jim. “So, what’s the new promotion called?” Jim looked away sheepishly. “I really haven’t decided on a name yet.” “It’s probably better that way.” I said, picking up my beer can. “You’d want to be ‘Jim Force’s Justice Force’ or something like that.” Jim chuckled a bit. “Heh, Jim Force’s Justice Force. That’s so…” Jim’s voice trailed away, his expression instantly changing; I think he actually liked that name I tossed out. I chugged down the remainder of my beer in four big gulps “So, what’s the salary like?”

[Actarus]

[Center][B][SIZE="4"]Absolutely Certain (aka Craptastic)[/SIZE][/B][/Center] Jim and I entered the Weston Gymnasium, a large gym co-owned by a local school and occasionally hired out for wrestling events. It would serve as UFW’s home venue for at least the next couple of months. Today, it served a different purpose. A wrestling ring was set up, and there was someone waiting for us. [Center][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/EnforcerRoberts.jpg[/IMG][/Center] “You’re late.” Enforcer Roberts said. Jim looked at his watch. “No, I’m right on time. You’re just early, but I wouldn’t expect anything less.” Enforcer merely shrugged his shoulders, then took a good long look at me. “Who’s this guy?” I extended my right hand in greeting. “I’m Ken. Ken Lee. I work for Jim.” Recognition appeared all over Enforcer Roberts’ face. “Hey, aren’t you the kid who…” “Mr. Roberts, you’re a very busy man, and we don’t want to take up too much of your time, so let’s get down to business.” “That’s fine; so Jim, why am I here? And why did you ask me to come wearing my gear?” Enforcer said crossing his arms. Jim took off his jacket to reveal that he was wearing his gear as well. The only thing missing was the face paint. “Let’s wrestle.” “What?” “There’s something I want. Something I need to know. Can we wrestle, here, now; pretend we’re in front of a live audience, and go full speed.” “Sure, if that’s what you want. Just like old days, back in the summer of ’97. So I guess I’m calling the match, right?” “No, I am.” Enforcer looked at Jim quizzically. “Jim, are you sure about this?” “Positive.” “Well, okay, let’s go.” For the next twenty-three minutes, Jim and Enforcer wrestled. I watched the impromptu match, and was convinced that it would be anything but a classic. My money was on it being a craptastic massacre. I was right, but at least the twenty-three minutes flew by rather quickly. Jim ended the match by shaking the ropes like he usually does, no selling half-a-dozen blows by Enforcer, and responding with twice as many wild punches and clotheslines. He then climbed the turnbuckles and nailed his trademark flying double axe handle, gave the signal to the nonexistent crowd that his finisher was coming, and got the pinfall “victory” with his trademark finisher, his suplex powerslam, better known to the fans as the Full Force. God, I hate that move. I really hate that move. After I counted the three, Jim rolled off and lay on the mat, gasping for air. Enforcer got off the mat breathing rather comfortably, like he just went through a moderate workout. Jim lay rather still, huffing and puffing before using the ropes to pull himself upright. He looked quite wobbly on his legs, like he’d run a marathon. “So…how was I?” “Do you really want me to answer that?” “Yes.” “Tell you what, I’ll give you two choices: do you want to hear what you’d LIKE to hear, and do you want to hear what you NEED to hear?” “Just tell me the truth.” “You’re about as good a wrestler the last time I saw you. Your moves are sloppy, you’re inconsistent, you sell almost nothing, there seems to be no rhyme or reason to what you’re doing, when you’re doing it. In other words, no psychology…but, I’m not telling you anything you already knew, am I?” Jim looked away at Enforcer, down at his hands. I couldn’t be sure in the dark lighting of the gym, but I thought I saw a small half-smile creep onto his face. “I just needed to be 100% sure. Thanks for coming out here, Enforcer. I owe you one.” “Actually, you owe me thirteen now, but who’s counting.” Enforcer said, a tiny smile on his face. So the man can smile. Who knew? “So, now that you’re “100% sure”, what are you going to do about it?” “You’ll find out soon enough. In the meantime, here…” Jim gave Enforcer a handful of tickets. “…on the house. Let’s go Ken.” Jim and I left rather quickly; as we approached the entrance, Enforcer looked down at what Jim handed him. “Ultimate Force Wrestling?” [Center][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/UFW.jpg[/IMG][/Center] [I](OOC: Special thanks to J. Silver for the logo, which he made for me in the last Jim Force dynasty. It's recycled here, for obvious reasons)[/I]

[Clarity]

Thought i would revamp your logo for the new diary just in case you wanted something fresh [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/adambn/ufw.jpg[/IMG]

[Actarus]

[QUOTE=Clarity;451143]Thought i would revamp your logo for the new diary just in case you wanted something fresh [IMG]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v318/adambn/ufw.jpg[/IMG][/QUOTE] Wow...I don't know what to say...except, awesome work and thank you Clarity! I'll probably alternate between usage of the two logos. Again, thank you! So, I'm going to accelerate my story just a bit, so that people that are interested can make predictions starting tomorrow night, with the first show going up some time on Sunday. In the meantime... [Center][B][SIZE="4"]Unfocused Mess[/SIZE][/B][/Center] Moving back to the tri state area proved to be less stressful then I thought it’d be. Then again, Jim was paying a moving company to move my stuff, which made my life considerably easier. The pay for my new job wasn’t anything extravagant, but it was certainly fair, and there were some great perks. Jim owned the apartment building I would be living at, which meant free rent. To top that all off, the office building Jim rented out as UFW’s base of operations was a shade under five miles away. [CENTER][IMG]http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u8/Actarus96/UFW%20Dynasty%202008/Hall_of_Justice.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Our office building (which Jim named ‘The Hall of Justice’; how original…) was easy to find, and as I toured the place, I could see that it was more than adequate for our needs. Multiple offices, conference rooms, everything a business could ask for. Considering the size, you’d think we were running a global operation with two people doing all the work. In terms of facilities, Jim spared no expense in this endeavor, that much was certain. I was doing research on prospective wrestlers when Jim knocked on my door. “Ken, you have a sec? I want to talk about our roster and our product definition.” “Sure,” I replied. To be honest, I wasn’t sure if I had any say in UFW’s product, but as long as we weren’t running a naked women’s wrestling league, I was happy. Not that I have anything against naked women, it’s just that there are other things I’d like to see them do rather than wrestle. I followed Jim to our conference room, energy drink in hand, and took a seat. Jim was pacing back and forth rather frenetically. I took a seat, and opened my folder. “So, I’ve been doing tons of research, looking at totalextremewrestling.com, and Pro Wrestling Hits Magazine, and I really think regardless of product, some of these guys are hidden gems in the wrestling world.” Jim stopped pacing, and looked straight at me. “I already hired our starting roster.” “What?” “I already hired our starting roster.” “Oh…that’s…just…great…” I said, closing my folder, and putting on a fake smile. “Is there anything else you should be telling me?” “Let’s talk about UFW’s product definition. So this is the product I have in my head.” Jim gestured wildly. ” I’m imagining UFW to be just like SWF! The greatest sports entertainment there is…the greatest sports entertainment there was…the greatest sports entertainment product there ever will be..” “Uh…Okay, so we’re copying SWF’s product?” “No, of course not! We copy no one! We stand on our own two feet! Unlike Eisen’s promotion, we’re going to have a great respect for tradition, and be family-oriented, just like my old stomping grounds USPW!” “Sooo…we’re going to be some…hybrid fusion thingie of SWF and USPW?” “Don’t be silly! Tradition is great and all, but we’re also going to be different…bold…cutting edge…innovative…edgy…just like DAVE used to be!” “Waaaiiit a second…so…let me get this straight.” I got up to write on the marker board, hoping, praying that I was wrong. “SWF…plus USPW…plus DAVE…equals…UFW?” “EXACTLY!” Jim exclaimed! “I couldn’t have put that better myself, even if I tried!” I internally moaned, staring at the haphazard equation on the marker board. [CENTER][FONT="Impact"][SIZE="4"][I]SWF + USPW + DAVE = UFW[/I][/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER] I could literally feel the equation burning a hole into my brain. Out of sheer desperation, I grasped for some way to rectify this mess before it was too late. “You know…it sounds great and all, but aren’t you concerned about the lack of…focus? I mean we’re essentially a hardcore promotion attempting to appeal to mainstream and cult audiences at the same time, with heavy amounts of traditional, modern, and daredevil action. That’s…how do we accomplish all this in a 60…90 minute show? ” Jim grinned, shaking his head and gesturing excitedly. “Now this, my friend is…FORCEntertainment! We’ll have fans lining up in droves! Mainstream, hardcore, cult, it doesn’t matter! There’s going to be something for everybody! Imagine it…all the merchandise we can sell! Jim Force t-shirts, action figures, and bedroom sets for the mainstream! Jim Force bling bling, nail clippings, and cigarette lighters for the cult fans! Jim Force authentic blood vials for the hardcore! Jim Force bikinis and lingerie for all the perverts out there! Mark my words…in five, maybe six years, we’ll be huge and making money hand over fist!” I had to hand it to Jim; his excitement was contagious but the alarms ringing in my head blared even louder. I nodded a fake smile in approval, wondering what Frankensteinian mess I signed up for.