Arcane v Bell

[UKWF]

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

[Arcane]

Hahahahahaha...

How about THAT? Main event slot - read it and weep.

All the naysayers and keyboard warrior dweebs with their 140 characters of doubt - where are you now?

MJ Bell... you're the red-haired stepchild of this ill-gotten resistance, this futile movement which seeks to challenge the new regime.

You've made the wrong move pinning your colours to their mast. There's no camaraderie, there's no team spirit. Juliet Black and Blaise Fader don't care about you. They're just capitalizing on the situation to launch their own careers.

The united front exists until there is nothing more to gain. I'm warning you now, there is nothing more for you.

Remember, girly, my Stella believes in second chances - I'm living proof - and so I'm sure if you were willing to apologize, retract your prior statements and make peace with the regime, she would forgive you. If it were up to me, you would be dead and gone. It's one thing to make poor choices in life - and you've certainly done that - but your comrades' disrespect for your superiors has burned bridges beyond repair.

Stella is a lady... she shouldn't have to even dirty herself with the likes of you and these gutter sluts you associate with. UKWF is more successful than ever, its expansion seems endless as new talent join the roster each week.

What have you really done for this company? What qualifies you to critique her ability to run a business? NOTHING - you're just a punk. Stella gives you every opportunity, but your childlike insolence and obsession with counterculture means you back whatever pointless rebellion has formed.

I'm a self-made man. I've hustled from a young age, transitioning from a scumbag with half an ounce to a headline act. The hood-rats watch me as I pass, boys eyeing the Stoney coats, the Cuban Linx. I'm somebody now - and I did it my way.

But in times like these - with the company in a state of flux - it makes sense to be strategic with your allegiances. You need to choose sides wisely and I quickly identified it would not only be ungrateful but entirely self-detrimental to sabotage what plans Stella has for UKWF.

No matter what you do, this is HER company. This is HER playground and when she's done toying with you, it's a P45 and whatever Theresa May will hand out in disability. Yes, darling, when the time is right, we will break you. It could be tonight...

I call people like you and your ilk pure regressive. You want us to stoop to some archaic anarchy - think about the profit margins.

You're on the wrong side of history, baby, but you gon' learn today.

[Arcane]

Fade in. The setting is the darkened courtyard of a tower block; the surrounding buildings loom up into the grey skies of Northwest London. Arcane, dressed in a Stone Island jumper and True Religion jeans, emerges into the clearing with a cigarette hanging out his mouth. Some teenage kids approach him, keen to speak with the star of the latest UKWF main event...

Arcane: What you looking at?

He glances down at his Cuban Linx chain and chuckles to himself. The bravest kid steps forward and clears his throat.

Kid: Ay man, you Arcane?

Arcane: Heh - ask your elders 'bout me.

Kid: Yeah, you Arcane. I seen you on TV. Is that chain real?

The kid reaches out and Arcane smacks his hand away, before lighting his cigarette.

Arcane: Tsk, this here costs more than your life, boy.

Taken aback, the teenager recoils and begins to leave, his couple friends in tow.

Kid: Yeah yeah... you still in the hood though, some old motherfucker...

Arcane: Hold up!

The wrestler pulls the kid back and stands over him ominously, as the other boys scatter.

Kid: Get off me, man! My brother knows people, you can't do shit!

Arcane: Let me tell you something - that whole mentality is backwards. It doesn't matter who you know. I've probably sold your daddy crack, pimped your fat momma and smacked the shit out your pussy brother. I used to run this block. What's wrong with our community? You see someone trying to turn his life around, and all you want to do is drag him back down.

Kid: I hope that white girl smokes you, man - you some psycho.

He mutters these words but can't mask the tremble of fear in his voice. Arcane release his grip on the kid's shoulder.

Arcane: Yeah, you just hope that. While you're hoping, wishing, even praying for something, I'm out here DOING. I'm making movements. You'll still be here in ten years time, and you won't even have this fly shit on. You'll be some dusty fiend shuffling round in your Sports Direct garms. Now get the fuck outta here.

With that, Arcane shoves the kid backwards and he darts off into the stairwell of the estate.

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I swear, my community are like crabs in a bucket. They won't ever let you be successful.

Some of you in UKWF are no different; too quick to get your piece in, but miss the point entirely. I'm not in the main event because I'm Stella's precious boy toy. She wouldn't undermine the business, she wouldn't jeopardize her ratings.

No, I'm here because of you - all of you - who can't keep my name out your mouths.

You made me successful, so keep talking, keep tweeting. I'll ride this wave of hate to Malibu. 

As for you, MJ Bell... you can't stop the inevitable. As sure as the tides, this... this is MY night.

I hope you're watching, Stella... because it's ALL for you.

[K I N G]

“It’s been a back and forth.” MJ mumbles against the rim of her glass.



“Huh, that’s how it always is.” Finn Bell, MJ’s older brother, answers through sips of his beer. “They threaten your person, speak down as if you’re a dog, and then build up, build up…” His hand waves.



“Well, things aren’t progressing, they aren’t declining either. I’m not sure the plan of action here in this battle of UWKF. There’s no clear cut team against them? We’re forced together under circumstances. They have a plan, sorta. Stella just wants to be in charge of something to which she has no business to.”



“Go on?”



“Well… I’unno!” MJ grumbles. “Last show we had someone arrive-- someone from a company named GPW-- Melissa’s told you… I feel like an odd factor in the mix up of old bad blood. Like, this fight isn’t completely mine. Too late to back down now… I’ve been beaten too many times by outside forces and just for the hell of it! Still I’m a intruder in some bigger grudge war between people who are dragging the rest of us in.”



Finn’s eyes shift over. “I fail to see a point in this whole rant.”



“It’s bullshit! That’s the point! Stella is playing a dangerous game-- like many others before her. Throwing her weight around for nothing but her own ego!” MJ slides her glass out. “She’s trying out a failed formula because this type of reign didn’t work out for her the first time. ”



“Then why even bother with it?”



“I’ve already explained. It’s not right and annoying as hell. If I don’t deal with insane people then it’s power hungry bimbos! I wish I could knock Stella into a match. She’s done so much damage for a business she doesn’t even seem to understand. Why is she trying to run a wrestling company anyways?”



“Sweaty dudes without shirts.” Finn tries with a sideways smirk, but he is promptly hit by his sister.



“I’m serious! I can’t… Like someone who is bullying wrestlers around and punishing people who don’t deserve it. My next match is against her… Cabana boy.”



Finn arches a brow. MJ sighs then explains. “Arcane. I’ve beaten him before. He’s hanging all over Stella for ‘saving’ him. Which is swell and all. For him, but for me? He wants to beat me down, get revenge, but I can’t afford to let “New Management” receive a win off of me.”



“Sounds to me like everything is cleared out then.”



Their food is set down ending the conversation.

[K I N G]

“Revenge, lust, ambition, pride, and self-will are too often exalted as the gods of man's idolatry; while holiness, peace, contentment, and humility are viewed as unworthy of a serious thought.”

“That is New Management in a nutshell. A combined, mindless force of negative energy trying to make righteous excuses of their poor actions. So they make excuses for Stella’s bad attitude as well... It’s the same old song and dance. It’ll probably never really change. Give where credit is due-- At least she knows how to book some shows. However, she shines down a spotlight just to make sure I get beaten up in them. Doesn’t matter because I still walked away with victory after victory!”

“I refuse to give respect where it isn’t due… so I’m not going to bother thinking Arcane has changed. He’s still going be doubting me. Insulting me over whatever. Maybe even insulting the color of my hair? ( Like to point out that I’m no longer a redhead and someone should buy him glasses.) Why is that still an insult by the way? It’s pretty damn pointless. Want to hear a real insult?”

“You’re nothing but a wish-washy competitor. You’re record is all over the place! Last two times we’ve met in the ring you HAVE LOST! You’re clinging to Stella for some type of hand- up but it doesn’t do you shit unless you can back it up! She can’t give you skills, she can’t save you inside that ring when I beat you again! So far you’ve got nothing! So go ahead and bad mouth me but the record stands. I’m about to make it 3 -0.”

“Last warning to you Arcane-- get the hell out of my way and quit wasting my time!”