Bell v Black

[UKWF]

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

[K I N G]

MJ Bell stands with her hands tucked away in a jacket. Simply, she begins.

“When I first started these things were easier. You’d walk up to someone tell them you were going to kick them in the head and then did it. Completed circle. No tricks or games. Things evolved into something more complex, speeches leaving one person more riled than the other. Or the complete opposite with having a competitor destroying their opponent verbally, a downplay of anything that wrestler is capable of. These are the norms these days. I hate getting philosophical in promos however I’m making an exception this once. Juliet, let me ask you something, do you reply to answer?


“When you listen to another wrestler shoot, do you only think of ways to reply, or do you take any of it to heart? Do you truly find how they feel about you to formulate a plan of attack? A lot can be said about someone who takes you seriously inside that ring. Preparing to put up one hell of a fight? Don’t be naive enough to think I’m not more than capable to beat you. Ignoring my history inside the ring won’t change the years I’ve put into this sport. It’d be wise to take heed of some of those accolades I’ve earn through blood and sweat.


“I do my research to know exactly what I’m up against. There aren’t as many surprises when you lock up that way. I’m going to be standing across from a ‘queen’ with a little bit of chip on her shoulder. People like Juliet are dangerous, not even for the usual reasons of having in-the-ring skill. Her record so far has spoken for itself. Clearly she won’t be easy pickings and not something I can wildly step into hoping for an easy pin. She’s frustrated and takes it out on anyone around you. Makes you reckless, or worse off, makes you sloppy. I can’t make proper assumptions about you, Juliet, I won’t try. Don’t think this match-up is gonna change any of your shortcomings.. I’m not here to be used as some human stress doll.


“There isn’t a wrestler on earth that won’t target an opponent's weaknesses and Juliet is no different. Provoking my old injuries will derail my actual goal of climbing up the proverbial ladder, so I guess I’ll want to brush up on my history and give her the treatment of so many; a good beheading.”

Her expression darkens.

“You want to tear me apart, limb from limb? Create so much damage that they have to drag my carcass out of the ring? Leave an impression of your power by breaking me to bits? Bigger monsters have tried before, and look where I still stand.

MJ smirks.

“So, Juliet, if you want to meet me in the ring, I wish you luck.”

[Valkyrie and Hana]

When the screen flickered to life, Juliet was seen. Dublin Trouble was clad in a bikini and behind her, the New York skyline was visible.

“I tried to do what most folks in my situation a month or so ago would have done. Get away from it all, try and clear my head and see somewhere different. Drank a bit as well and none of it has done anything to clear up my head or mindset going into the future. A slight setback to the ultimate goal of becoming the Champion, but rest assured that being denied the opportunity has only pissed me off worse than usual.”

She made a slight adjustment of the top.

“I study people all the time, a few moments of fighting someone in ring tells you how they work, their weaknesses and their strengths, their favoured moves and that leaves the book open for the counter attack with a swift strike and the advantage changes all in the skip of a heartbeat. Above all else, I am coming back to the UK a lot stronger and I am going to make an example of MJ Bell by any damned means I see fit. An honest days work in professional wrestling is only going to lead to a downfall, and the popular ones will cheat to ensure their success.”

“Me, I'm only popular when I've got my tits out on stage to make sure I can actually eat when I get home, I also know how to count to four and am willing to do what I need to do to not only win, but establish the fact that you always Bet On Black. The chaos in ring can be capricious at the best of times as everyone who has laced up boots and entered between the ropes will tell you, and accidents happen a lot.”

“But MJ, the last place you want to be is in my head. Ask Blaise about how much remorse I had for hitting her with a German Suplex off the ring apron to the floor, or all the people who's face I spat in, all the mothers I offended by swearing in front of their kids, all the worthless fucks who think my alternative line of work means I'm going to take one of them home but instead get a punch in the bollocks. I don't feel any motherfucking remorse about what I do to someone in ring, but it's up to you to decide if it's worse for me to laugh or not respond to what I do to someone when their limbs are wrenched out of sockets. Psychopathic or sociopathic.”

And then it happened, the rarest of rare sightings compared to Lapras in Pokemon Go. A Juliet Black smile.

“The bad news is two fold, you get to wrestle the Queen of Wrestling, and there's no good news to follow MJ. This is gonna hurt you!”

And the camera then cut to black