Wasabi/Lopez v LeVine/Deimos

[UKWF]

Post your RPs for the match below. 2 RP cap, max 1 RP per character, max 500 words per RP.

[fjl316]

We see Francisco Lopez standing in an empty hallway with a grin on his face.


Lopez: LeVine, Deimos, congrats on your victory. It appears that you two and Ghensi really are Bonded by Blood, thanks to your bloodlust for violence. But, don't think that you're getting a chance to rest for a while, since me and Wasabi get to face you two, while Ghensi has an important match to prepare for.


He slowly starts pacing back and forth.


Lopez: While you two may think that you're the only ones that like violence, that's where you're wrong! You see, it's like Ghensi said, I do have a dark past. Trust me, it ain't all sunshine and rainbows. Go down that hallway, and you'll find plenty of blood and burned flesh. I've gone through Hell and back and have taken many things that would have put most men in the hospital for weeks. Then again, I'm not like most men. I don't get put through burning tables or end up taking a spike right to the head, and run away, like some little girl crying at the sight of blood. You make me bleed, then you just started a fight that you won't like, because that's when The Demon comes out. You wanna know what I'm talking about? Then why don't you make me bleed! Then, pray to God that I'm not smiling. If you make me bleed and I'm smiling, then you better give your soul to God, because I'll make sure your ass belongs to me and Wasabi!


The screen suddenly goes to static as a shadow appears where he was standing.

[Aiden Deimos]

(Deimos sits silently in a black room a single light behind allowed you to make out his figure, yet not see his face, hidden beneath a hood.)
 
Ladies and Gentleman, last week you witnessed the arrival of the TRUE Demon in UKWF. I walked into the match with one mindset, domination. That is exactly what I did when I entered that ring. I sent a message and as a cost Oil Price sees himself absent from this week’s contests. So, now Francisco Lopez and Wasabi enter the ring. Claiming that they understand the very thoughts that runs through my mind.

 
(He chuckles slightly as he shifts atop the black wooden stool he is sitting on.)
 
You see Lopez made a mistake, comparing himself to me. Saying that when he sees blood that “That’s when the demon comes out.” I urge you to reconsider your thoughts my friends because you have no idea what violence truly is. You see I hope you reach your inner demon, and let him out to play, because that will be the first and last time he shows his face in a UKWF ring.

Wasabi made a mistake agreeing to have this match in the first place. Last Week he watched as I demolished his entire team…alone. Let alone the damage that was caused by men like LeVine and Ghensi. You both made a very poor mistake asking to be put into the ring with the one true DEMON! One that will cost them dearly.

 
(He stands to his feet, calmly moving the stool from under him and into the shadows.)
 
You see this name, “The Camden Demon” was not of my creation, unlike yours Mr. Lopez. People witnessed the horrors that I had put my rivals through. They watched as I sent men, much stronger than you into hospitals. They sat in fear as I sent men, much faster than you, to lay forever in a wheelchair. Lopez you are not the smartest, strongest, or quickest man I have ever faced. But you are the first man dumb enough to try to compare himself to me. The first man to beg me to bash his head open. You see I fear for you and Wasabi. I am NOT AFRAID of you, but fear FOR YOU!

 
(He removes his hood revealing his face which was half covered in face paint.)
 
This so called “Bond of Blood” saw its inception last week. It is not a bond of friendship, nor respect. But one of opportunity. I understand, as does LeVine and Ghensi, that the moment that the others are not needed, they will become yet another stepping stone on the way to United Kingdom Championship. So, I look forward to facing this “demon” and annoying fucking mosquito, because you said all the right things, and pushed all the right buttons to watch your careers come to a sudden and violent end, at a show that could not name better. Because there will be…no escape.

[LeVine]

The screen was filled only with static, fading in and out of images. Each was a dimly lit backstage area. The room was warped, however. There were signs of blood oozing out of lockers, bones scattered around the concrete floor, some whole, some broken. Light singing was heard, Marcus's LeVine's voice clearly heard.

I'm singing in the rain
Just... Singin' in the rain
What a wonderful feeeeeeling
I'm... Happy.... Again"

The Camera comes to LeVine, the movement makes it clear that it's a crane. No one in their right mind wants to be in that room with Marcus LeVine. He was swaying back and forth and laughing to himself lightly has the screen continued to warp around him. people completely covered in white, their faces covered with a white mask with crudely painted black smiley faces. They were on screen for a few seconds before the image changed once again. The white men were replaced with two hanging bodies, the faces were hidden, but there was the clear sound of dripping blood. The scene continued to switch back and forth between those two screens.

Marcus's face wasn't safe from the warping of the screen either. His face continued to go from a painted skull face with bleeding eyes, and Marcus's regular twisted grin. His normal face for the white figures, the painted skull for the two hanging bodies. He smiled lightly has his face settled on the skeleton, and the background set itself on the two bloodied bodies.

"Blood. Blood. Blood. BLOOD! I... love... blood. Ghensi. You talked about blood. You reminded me of blood. You see, I'm not scared of a demon. I'm not scared of Wasabi, I'm pretty sure I hate that for fun when I wrestled in Japan. I'm going to bring out your blood. Both of yours. This little demon fit doesn't scare me. And the man I'm apparently "bonded" with, his demon is inconsequential to my needs. Show me your demons. Wasabi, bring out a demon of your own. Bring me a challenge. Bring me a hero. Bring me an Angel. Bring me Christ himself. No matter who you bring out, they will bleed. They will scream. I want to terrorise you. I want to break you. Your blood will taste so much better when it's mixed in with fear. I am not a demon. I am not a vampire. I am a monster. I am the future of fear. I am the reckoning of your judgement. I do not fear a Demon...

Because I am more than a Demon.

More, than a monster.

More than fear.

The biggest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing you he doesn't exist.

I... am the Devil walking among you."

[wasabi]

Hey everyone, Wasabi here yet again for another fun filled day. This time I'm live blogging straight from the Redbridge Leisure Centre in the middle of Ilford, Essex. It's a beautiful day here and I don't see why this nice day won't stay through the rest of the week, especially leading up into No Escape.

As many of the naysayers had expected, I lost out on my debut match two weeks back, but the good part is that it helped me forge a bond between my current tag team partner this week in Lopez. We both had given everything we had, but unfortunately, it just wasn't quite enough to get the job done. But that is in the past and now Lopez and I have the opportunity to make amends to the fans and get some justified vengeance for our loss in the six man tag match. This time in tag team action.

That crazy bastard Lopez and I are facing off against Mr. LeVine and Deimos, two men who are definitely going to be one hell of a challenge. But as my esteemed partner had said earlier, please don't underestimate us. We are going to be a force to be reckoned with, and unlike two weeks ago, this time we will be the ones who will leave with our hands raised high and a well earned victory under our belts. But naturally, we first have to get through those two men that I previously mentioned.

Marcus LeVine is the first guy, a real odd, strange guy. He thinks he's some kind of talented singer I guess, because he was singing as if his life depended on it. Unfortunately, my life was actually the one in danger, as LeVine has a voice of an angel..of death. But as if that wasn't bad enough, he proceeds to talk about how he loves blood. Like, what in the hell was that about? He talked about how he was going to spill our blood and that he's more than a demon, more than fear, and more than a monster. Alrighty then. You go ahead with that fella, just leave me out of your sick mental fantasies. You'll be the one bleeding buddy, just wait and see.

Then there's that dipstick Deimos. That guy is likely some goth emo reject from high school who hasn't realized that sitting in a dark room is so 2002. Let's get real here. This guy may claim to be the True Demon in UKWF, but I'm the Demon Hunter, pal. I'm not going to let you or your tag partner get the slip on us. Lopez and I are going to win. Hell, I asked for this match because I want to show everyone what I am capable of, especially you two Twilight Fan Club rejects. It's done for you both, you fellas just don't realize it yet.

I wish you both the best of luck in our match, because you'll both need every bit of it.