Thomas v Black

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.

[Valkyrie and Hana]

The camera footage opened up, it wasn't the usual camera phone style that Juliet Black would normally run with, someone was holding the camera and seemed to be rather pretentious in the style they held it.

“Feckin' hells sake, it's a feckin' wrestling promo video, not Schindler's List!” Dublin Trouble was clad in a black t shirt and had paired the outfit with cutoff shorts, she also held a number of Missing Persons posters with the image of Tamara Thomas plastered firmly under the word Missing. As London's population passed her, Juliet would hand out the posters with the typical Irish charm that was rarely seen by her.

“Alrigh' fellas! Y'ain't seen this American lass anywhere have yous?” she'd hold the poster out to the first group of guys she came across, most of them sizing the stripping wrestler with a very indiscrete look.

“Ain't seen her darlin', we've seen you though!”

“Paradise Rooms from Ten PM onwards.” The response was a wry grin, the lads took one of the posters and carried on their way

Snap cut to a different group, a group of women on a Hen Party...

“Not seen her, sorry!”

Two elderly priests...

“No idea dear girl!”

And a Yeoman Warder outside the Tower of London...

“Nope, sorry!”

Eventually, Juliet came to a stop, sitting on a bench outside a pub, pint of beer in one hand.

“So it goes as I thought. No fecker anywhere in the city has SEEN Tamara Thomas since the last time she stepped into a ring, but her silence goes on for a lot feckin' longer still. Been a while since she's done shit on Twitter and she got her ass handed to her last time she came anywhere near me. No fuckin' surprise on that though to be honest. Anyone willin' to wrestle me has to be a bit loopy in the 'ead when they know they can't outwrestle me. I'm the Chief Lioness of the Pride, one of the best technicians in the world and the most fuckin' ruthless one active right now. Some fuckin' Yank celebrity cow ain't gonna stand to last very long with me, so I figured that with the bitch I can't stand at ringside, I'll make this match into one that she won't want to watch!”

“If Tamara shows up, I'm gonna tear out her hair, bloody her pretty face and nose and tear any joint that is a ball and socket joint out of place! I'm not letting her get away unscathed and as SOMEONE complains that I can't win clean, well, the ring won't be clean with her blood when the Queen of Wrestling is done making this bitch bow down. And if anyone so much as thinks of intervening, then I'll send her to the hospital with some damage that will stop her fuckin' walkin' again!”

Taking a swig of her pint, the camera cut to black.

“Red button dickhead!”