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Post by UKWF on May 23, 2016 19:02:31 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.
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Post by noahfox on Jun 3, 2016 2:15:15 GMT
The scene comes up of the Fox Mansion. The camera follows the long cobbled drive to the backyard, where we find Noah Fox, UKWF's brightest young star, sunning himself. The camera comes closer to Fox, until he finally notices it.
Noah:What did I tell you, UKWF? I brought the fight right to Sophia Halter just like I said. I pushed her to her absolute limit. If I hadn't been the gentlemen in that situation and let Ms. Halter live to fight another day, her whole career could have been over in a matter of minutes. But, one of the things I learned early on is that you never make a weaker opponent look too weak. I mean, reputation IS everything. Could you imagine if it got around that Sophia Halter is an unabashed loser? UH, I would DIE! And, on top of that, I would sully the Fox name by being known as a woman beater! So, I let her feel important, but not enough for a loss, because, you know, I still have to let her know I'm better.
Luckily, this week, I shouldn't have any moral obligations to wiping the mat with my opponents intestines.
Women, well they do dumb things, like sign up to be professional wrestlers. We shouldn't shame them for their choices, never, but I'll be damned if I'm going to take their dreams seriously. Now a man? A man knows what he's getting into. He understands the full implications of his choices. That's why I am chomping at the bit to get into the ring with Mr. Kingsley. I had to walk gingerly around Sophia Halter, simply because I felt bad for her. Kingsley? I have no remorse for the fully grown man that steps in the ring with me. This time around, there will be no pulled punches. I have a name, a reputation to uphold. Foxes do not let worthy prey get away alive, and so it goes with Jay Kingsley. Now, Mr. Kingsley may be a huge girly-man, but he is still a man nonetheless, and must be punished for his choices.
You know UKWF, I thought I would earn some respect by letting Sophia Halter escape with her dignity and career intact, that you all would understand the great service I'd given to her. Instead you all mocked me, told me I was give you what you want. Like a modern day gladiator, I'll have to beat respect out of them, and spill their blood to prove my point. Yes, a modern day gladiator, just with better hair. Jay, I'll see you Sunday. Sophia, I'll see you in my dreams.
Noah shoots a quick wink to the camera before turning back over to even out his tan. The camera starts to get further away from Noah before totally fading out.
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