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Post by UKWF on Jan 18, 2017 23:15:04 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max. 500 words per RP.
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Post by ghensi on Jan 25, 2017 11:48:30 GMT
Chris Ghensi sits alone in a run down building, slowly sipping away at a beer. He pulls out his phone to read a reminder: Ghensi v Warren - Promo. He lets out a long, audible sigh before beginning to speak. Medical staff. Never really cared for 'em. Always wanting to inject things in me and stitch me up, put staples in my head, cut me open and put shit in my leg. True enough, I've held this off. I was hoping for it to be ladies first, but clearly that is not the case. Now, ordinarily when people take a while to cut a promo on me, I attribute this to fear. Fear of the things I've done, and will do. Of course, that would mean that I was too scared. I'm not scared. More livid. I was a bit distracted wondering how I let that shit-face gorilla, Mac Mercer, eliminate me from the battle royal. But, I've gotten over that. And now my focus is solely on you, Warren.He drinks the last of his beer then throws the bottle into the distance. He then pulls another beer out of his vest. You know, hearing the word "Nurse" reminds me of "Doctor". And I've been made to see all kinds of doctors. Sometimes the kinds that stitch you up, and sometimes the kinds that want to know what's going on in your head. And the things they've found. Some have said I am things like; alcoholic, overly aggressive... Hell, some have even said I may have ADHD, though that has yet to be proven. But while those four letters have no importance, another four letters have had people concerned since my diagnosis. ASPD. Let me put it to you simply. I do not give a shit what family you have, or if your child will no longer recognise their mother. In fact, I will enjoy it oh... so... much. And after your face is disfigured and your life flashes before your eyes... I will gladly break your neck.Ghensi finishes his beer and throws it at the camera to end his promo.
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Post by cindywarren on Jan 28, 2017 4:31:26 GMT
Cynthia smiles as she turns her attention to the cameras. She waves to it as she begins to speak. “Hello everyone?! I just want to say that it felt good actually managing to find a way to compete at the last show. For my first match back I would say I lasted a good while in the battle royal and despite not winning I can honestly say I was proud with what I managed to pull off. The only thing that could have made it better was actually winning but you have to take things a day at a time.”
Cindy smiles wider than before as the smile escapes her. “Things don’t come as quickly as you would assume but it’s a gradual buildup. Day by day, night by night. One thing I learned from becoming a nurse is that things happen in small doses. Recovery doesn’t happen overnight and I don’t expect to become an overnight sensation. When something like that happens it usually doesn’t lead to the result that you would think it does. It’s all about working my way up from the bottom and busting my ass inside that ring. This week I have the chance to do exactly that when I step in the ring with Chris Gensi. Someone who is in it to hurt people. Who cares about nothing than being an instrument of pain. Just what will happen when he comes toe to toe with someone who has a habit of saving others?!”
Cynthia can only offer a warm smile in return as she keeps her eyes fixed on the cameras. “I will tell you this much he will see that when a person is able to put someone else’s needs before their very own they are the ones who usually come out on top. I have poured my heart and soul into the confines of hospitals everyone and we have a man who likes to put people there. As long as I am around I am going to make sure that doesn’t happen to me. I am here to simply just wrestle and prove myself to be better than what he is. It seems like a hard task for a woman such like me to conquer but if there’s anyone that can do it. I know for a fact it’s me. I have the ability, I have the talent, and when I step in the ring he will see that I have a heart.”
Cynthia smiles again. “A heart that is the tool to push me on. The thing that keeps the blood circulating and pumping throughout the body, and it will be that beating heart that gives me the adrenaline to get over this hurdle that is before me. It looks like it’s about that time. You ready for your examination? This nurse will prep you for the doctor. Don’t worry when it’s over I’ll still give you a balloon and a lollipop. It’s Checkup time!!”Cindy offers a grin.
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