Fader/Valkyrie v Kincaid/Arcane

[UKWF]

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

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“Blaise, pay attention to what I said at Fallout.

My beef isn't with you. Hell, it's not with most of the people in our locker room. I complained about the fans. About how they asked so much of me but they turned on me the second there was a little suspicion cast on me. I complained about a management team who has never promoted me the way I deserve to be promoted. Most of all, I complained about a person who wanted to take away what I valued most. You...you understand. I know you do. This place is special. Despite everything I said last week, I'm still honest enough to admit there's nothing like UKWF. Standing in that ring, with the belt, with Alyssa at my side...it's everything I have ever wanted. Maybe I'm not crazy about how it finally happened, but I can look in the mirror and I can say I'm finally proud of where I am. It took fifteen years to get here, but now I can wake up every day sure it isn't a waste.

A man's got a right to defend what's his, you know?

You think I want to team with Arcane? I'm no friend of Stella and her boys. I've been calling them out since the day I got here. You know the history with me and Cross. I've never thought of myself as a victim – I still don't – but look at where I was last week. Valkyrie was mad, threatening to piledrive me after trying to piledrive my wife the last time her and I were in the ring together. People don't like that I went to Stella. Well you know what? In any other workplace, if one of your coworkers is threatening you going to your boss is a perfectly reasonable thing to do. Why should this be any different?

There's a reckoning coming for Valkyrie. They call this show 'Defying the Odds'. But she's not coming anywhere near that when I'm in the ring with her on the eleventh. I beat her when she had the piledriver. Twice, if you count the ladder match. And, whether you like the guy or not, I'm teaming with one of the best wrestlers in the company. There's a lot of chess pieces moving against you in this match, Blaise. I know that's not fair to you. I'm not happy about it. Because, a few weeks ago, you believed me when no one else did. I told you I didn't know Alyssa was going to get involved in that ladder match, and now that all my cards are on the table you know that...at least when it comes to that part, I didn't lie to you.

Stay out of our way. Let me show Valkyrie that you can't terrorize people without consequence. Don't listen to everyone else about me, make up your own mind. Trust me. One more time. Because in the end? The good guys always win Blaise.

Always.”

[Arcane]

Someone's done a nice job on marketing Valkyrie; pretty blonde, Amazonian body, ominous nickname. On paper, she's perfect. This ethereal goddess should be a headline act... but she's just that - an act. When it's clutch time, Valkyrie drops the ball. When it's do or die, she always somehow finds enough rope to hang herself.

Don't you, bitch? Hey... your words, not mine. It must be frustrating to see your stock fall. We all have setbacks but you're on a consistent decline. While I'm angling for more from UKWF, you're struggling to keep your head above the water. How many times does Alex Kincaid need to prove you're inferior? How long until he puts you down for good? I think you're overdue a body bag. Come to think of it, I owe you one for the endless stream of vitriol you spew at Stella. I'm a little protective of my queen; perhaps you were watching when I caged Magdalena Waechter. The turncoat is still recovering from the trauma.

As for you, Blaise Fader... well I expected more. I thought you were supposed to be the best - the longest reigning UKWF Champion? But there's a problem with that claim; while you may have chalked up a couple hundred days with the championship, you barely defended it. Between winning and losing, I count one. You're one and done - just another paper champion. Then I scan the timeline and see your sycophants tweeting #StillMyChampion, desperately trying to spin the loss. Guess their too blinkered to realize when their hero lets them down. The worst thing is you should have beaten MJ Bell but you didn't care enough. Just like MJ Bell doesn't care now. You're all too similar; motivation to get there, but not enough to STAY there.

Now I don't care much for Kincaid but at least he's driven and disciplined, willing to do whatever it takes to consolidate his position. Can you two say the same? One of you doesn't have the heart to make it, and the other couldn't hack it when she did. In fact, the latter doesn't even have the discipline to turn down a second slice of cake. Stella deploys me where necessary but this match is no chore - I've been longing to maim the social media champion. It's just too bad you lost your real title before I could catch you one-on-one. Despite your false narratives, what do you know about defying the odds? Born in the slums, I was dealt a bad hand, society gave me 2 options: 25 to life or 6 feet deep. I came to that fork in the road and went straight.

When I win the UKWF Championship, I'll tear down what little you built and reshape UKWF in MY image. I won't have to pander to the crowds and give them some contrived feel-good moment. I'll do it MY way - #TheNMEWay. You're not just facing Arcane and Kincaid. You're up against the full force of New Management.

How do you like them odds?

[Blaise Fader]

"Somebody told me, long time ago, that everybody’s gotta do to things alone: their own believin’, an’ their own dyin."

The scene opens up midway through some in-ring action at the OMEGA Academy in Florida, from Blaise’s perspective; she bounds off the ropes, turning on her heels and barreling back toward another rapidly moving shape – from the blur of blonde hair and muscle, it’s pretty easy to tell it’s Valkyrie. With a surprising display of athleticism, Blaise leapfrogs over her intersecting tag partner as she crosses over, bounces off the opposite ropes, gets caught in a hip toss, and somersaults flat onto her back. 

"Good," James Omega barks from ringside. "Again!"

"… or maybe I saw it on a bumper sticker, or somethin’. Either way…"

Blaise rises, turning to Valkyrie.  

"… do ya hafta put the heave-ho into it? It’s just practice."

Valkyrie smiles incredulously. 

"Hop to it, ladies! Faster!"

So, the ladies get to work. 

"When it comes to belief, I’m sorry to say—"

Blaise breaks a lockup, taking Valkyrie over into a headlock. 

"—there’s a scarce few people I believe, these days. The fans, the lovelies, of course, but otherwise…"

Valkyrie breaks the hold, sliding out from Blaise’s grasp to lock in a half nelson. 

"… seein’ is believin’. Kincaid… Alex… I trusted you. I wanted—oof!—to see the best in ya, just like you wanted everyone else to see. Just like I thought you wanted to be."

"Everyone makes mistakes," Valkyrie quips dryly. 

Blaise snakes out of the hold, and whips her against the ropes in response. 

"Yer a serpent, Alex. Not even a cool one, neither. More like a common—whoa!"

Blaise ducks a clothesline from the rebounding Valkyrie. 

"Ya might not see yerself that way. Ya might try an’ brush this off, but yer actions at Fallout said more than yer words ever could. Ya might not like to associate yerself with the likes of Arcane an’ his NME goons—"

Blaise leapfrogs the oncoming Valkyrie; this time, higher, more seamlessly.

"—an’ at Defyin’ the Odds, I am more than prepared to give them the fuckin’ business, after what they pulled – but you taggin’ with him might as well make you an honorary member—"

When Valkyrie returns, Blaise pops her up – but the Viking queen handsprings off the mat to her feet, and takes Blaise down with another hip toss. 

"Good! Take a breather."

Valkyrie offers Blaise a hand, but Blaise just sprawls, heaving air into her lungs. 

"… these days, I dunno who to believe... the future of UKWF – my future – seems more uncertain everyday… but, I know what I believe: I believe that doin’ the right thing… beats bein’ a liar any day. I believe that actions… speak louder than words… an’ I’m gonna let my actions—"

"—our actions," says Valkyrie. She offers Blaise a bottle of water; she gladly accepts. 

"—tell you both how we really feel ‘bout yer bullshit at Defyin’ the Odds."

[Valkyrie and Hana]

“Funny how things can change in a number of weeks isn't it?”

The camera opened up, shakily as it was obvious that it was a phone doing the recording, and the Danish blonde was more than likely intoxicated by her grip as it swayed from side to side.

“As it turns out, Alex Kincaid is nothing more than a craven milkdrinker who claims that he is a good guy. I don't know who or what educated him in what is good, but it's obvious even to me that whoever it was sucks as a teacher. There's the whole thing about running away like a little bitch to an authority figure that's frowned on in our industry, you take your beatings like a man or you earn the scorn of those who cam before you.”

Spinning the camera to the left, an older gentleman, known to many as Paul Donovan, uncle of the Omega head coach.

“No balls and half as many braincells that lad Kincaid” the Received Pronunciation accent from the veteran wrestler dripped with contempt as the Dane spun the camera back around.

“And to top it off, you pull off a Jotun move and take away a weapon of mine. Thor had Mjolnir stolen by giants, and he got it back. Meaning I'm going to make you give me back Freyja's Justice to use as I see fit once more. And I won't have to dress up in drag to do so either! The beauty is that you won't know what my plan is until it connects.”

“Then we have the OTHER Alex. Stella's little minion. I don't give two fucks that I'm not using your ring name, you have nothing but my contempt. And if you think being Stella's little pegged pig means that you get what you want, think again. I've been there as a hired thug, I've done a lot of shit to a lot of people including breaking someones neck. Said woman weighed closer to four hundred pounds and no one has heard from her in two years. Stella doesn't care about you, her rhetoric is hot air and dog shit.”

“The team that you boys are facing though, compared to a lot of people on the roster, I trust Blaise and we've got something under our belts that I don't think you two will cope. You two are actually somewhat decent wrestlers on your own, but over here, we've got a decent foundation as a team prepared. I'm also going to bring back the bitch that people seem to think I've been lacking, and if you want to waken that demon, then fine, I can ruin both your weekends without a second thought and bend the rules better than you will. And if I need to, I'm sure I have Blaise' approval to stir up a rebellion to make sure this match stays pure!”

With a middle finger raised, Vee cut the video off...