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Post by UKWF on Feb 1, 2017 21:33:39 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max 500 words per RP.
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Post by Valkyrie and Hana on Feb 10, 2017 3:40:24 GMT
Valkyrie made no secret of expressing herself. When she was pissed off, everyone knew it, and the blonde Dane was taking out her frustration on a suspended punchbag, hammering away with strikes.
“It's funny, I get screwed out of the one thing I really wanted, and find myself off for a few weeks and just spent that time bottling it up. Folks say to let it out, but I find myself much more brutal when I harness it. Thor was the same when he found out that the Jotun had stolen Mjolnir with the aim of their king marrying Freyja, Goddess of Love and War.”
“Now I know Ace Watson is probably thinking that the Big Dumb Brute of a woman is going to get fired when she breaks my pretty face, I promise that ain't gonna happen Ace. I'm going to make an example of you, to Stella and your friends, to the North Sea Champion and everyone with a name starting from A to Z. You'll experience up close and personal what happens to a Jotun when he steals a Gods favoured weapon, because I promise you that I can tear through every single member of New Management with mine if they think of interfering to save you or getting their hands on me.”
“There's no aim in mind apart from setting people on notice, I'm going to start with your forehead and shred it with so elbow shows that you'd think I'd cut you with a scalpel. Your eyes will be the colour of black and purple when I break that nose and follow through on that threat to mess up your face with extreme prejudice. If you want to keep your teeth, buy a gumshield because it will be the only thing that protects them from my strikes, along with your jaw.”
And from there, I'm moving downwards, you lose in height but gain weight, well lets just see how capable a fighter you are with that masculine strength when I crack a few of your ribs on my knees. I dropped your friend Cross on his head, I'll show you that same courtesy, but the part I'm looking forward to with you is making you a victim of Hel's Gate. By the time I let you out of that, you'll not only be able to perform the box splits without warming up, but you'll also be able to sing Soprano in a choir again. And if you didn't before, you might want to consider doing so now!”
“I would like to say that this is nothing personal, but when I'm put up against anyone who's one of Stella's Bitches, I will go out of my way to show her that putting one of her minions against me is a mistake, so she remembers the lesson she's forgotten: Don't. Fuck. With Valkyrie.”
And the cold smile appeared, slasher in appearance before the camera cut out to black.
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Post by Ace Watson on Feb 11, 2017 3:10:30 GMT
Sat on the balcony of a high end restaurant, Ace smiled and chuckled at the camera. “Well that poll didn't go exactly my way. It was close, but in the end it swayed in favour of ‘smashing up my face’. Now, something that was missing from that poll was the word “attempt”, and that's all she will do. Attempt.”
His tone had taken a slightly more serious turn since the start of the video.
“See you can make all the comparisons to Gods in the stories you love to reference but you are just a person. A person who will fail to reach their targets and a person who will make mistakes. Especially when you are angry. And you are very angry, Valkyrie. Without justified reasoning too, I feel. I've never done anything to attack you personally, which is what you'd expect when someone wants to bash in another’s face. But no, I'm innocent, and it's purely by association that you want to hurt me so bad.”
Ace stepped inside the restaurant and the camera followed him as he did.
“Now I'm going to ignore the detail in which you went into about what you are planning to do to my face, I think that's something best gone over with a trained mental health professional, but I feel like you're forgetting something, Valkyrie. I fight back. I'm not going to lay down and let you strike me, because quite like yourself, I’d like to send a message, to whoever is Broadcast Champion after the night is over. See, I feel that because I came so close to winning that title in the Battle Royal I must be near the top in the rankings for contendership, and now that I'm done with Drew I’d like to move on to bigger and better things.”
“And beating you, Valkyrie, will send me on good tides towards winning a title I should have kicked off my year by winning.”
Ace heads through to a large hallway, where two people are hanging a painting, a painting of Ace Watson’s face. He stands in front of it as it's placed on the wall. “See, why would you want to hurt that?” He looks at the camera, an innocent smile on his face that looks eerily similar to the one in the painting, then continues walking.
“And I will beat you. Even if you damage my face in some way. A bit of blood hasn't stopped me from winning before. Ask Katie Moicelle. She left me blind in one swollen eye, blood streaming down my face, then she let herself be open for one moment and I struck, and I got my victory. Lose focus and you make mistakes. Look at Alyssa Drew. She let herself be distracted by a distraction I had no part in arranging and it cost her her ONLY match against me.”
“See, the thing is, and you'll all learn this soon, is Ace Watson always wins in the end.”
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