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Post by UKWF on May 9, 2016 8:25:29 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.
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Post by Deleted on May 19, 2016 23:45:27 GMT
The camera shot sprang to life as "The Baby-Faced Assassin" Alexander Xael returned to a seated position on the edge of a couch. One of the newest members of the UKWF roster was dressed in black Under Armour shorts and hooded sweatshirt with cutoff sleeves. He coldly stared at the camera after returning from an intense workout. The tone of his voice was strict business.
"The only reason I’m doing this is because the people running UKWF said it was a requirement of my contract. I’m a man of few words. I let my work inside the ring speak for itself. It’s how it's always been with me. But if this is what’s necessary to do business with this upstart company, then so be it."
The Baby-Faced Assassin intertwined his hands in front of him.
"So Kris Halich is in UKWF. Wrestling’s consummate fuck-up makes it across the pond. Yeah, I know who you are, Kris. Your passive-aggressive exploits in Force 1 Wrestling, Pride Pro, Sin City, and 4CW are quite the entertaining stories even across the US-Mexico border. What’s the drug choice this month? Meth? A cocktail of some psychedelic shit? And which female are you mind-fucking this week? I hear you actually spawned a kid with that Cover Girl wannabe then dropped her for some alcoholic songbird."
A mischievous smirk escaped Alexander.
"Please tell me you’re going to show at Moment of Truth? You bounce around more than a ping-pong ball in lottery draw. Look, Kris, do yourself a favor. Stay home and handle your business with your kid. If you really wanted to step out of your brother Jason’s shadow, you’d of done it by now. The ship has long sailed and you hate international tours. So I’m going to do your kid a favor. I’m going to give you the opportunity to walk away from our match at Moment of Truth. Because if you do show up I can’t guarantee that you will leave London with the ability to breathe on your own. I like kids. I hope to have one or two someday with the right woman. So I would hate for your child to have to care for you the rest of your pathetic life when they actually have the chance to be better than the old man. Stay home, Kris. It’s one thing to fuck up your own life but an innocent child’s? Now that’s unforgivable."
Alexander shook his head at the disappointing possibility. As he was speaking a beautiful statuesque blonde wearing only a men’s white dress shirt walked up and bent over to put her arms around him. She kissed Alexander on the cheek as the camera got a quick glance of her tight flesh under the shirt.
"Baby, I’m gonna take a shower. Care to join me?"
A slight smile formed on Alexander’s face.
"Definitely. My business with Kris Halich is complete."
The Baby-Faced Assassin gave the camera a departing glare as the feed cut out.
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