Muertos v Ghensi

[UKWF]

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

[ghensi]

The dark room. A typical scene for Chris Ghensi.

Tyr. You have yet to say anything more than this tweet. But this... this is enough. It is enough for me to know that I am going to enjoy this match. The damage. The lack of remorse. If it flows within you, then I see that I have myself someone to truly enjoy my time with. And your bravado, you are certain that you will beat me? Well, I guess that is the mentality one must have, especially when entering the ring against someone with my... reputation. I have spent a few days now, thinking what it is I will do to you. But, it occurs to me that perhaps I should not plan. After all, what is more dangerous than you not knowing what I will do? Me not knowing what I will do. There are two sides to me. One is calm, collected, in control. He is the one who speaks. The other, he is aggressive, he is dangerous, he is my true insanity. He is the one who steps in the ring. So, come the 25th, we shall do battle. A battle for the ages. Beast against beast. A battle wherein victory is not in the pinfall. True, it is the pinfall or the submission that goes down in the history books as the victory. But you and I, we know the true victor is the one who makes their opponent unable to stand once the final bell rings. I'll admit, I do not know much of your work, but I assume you are like me. I have left a path of destruction behind me. Broken bodies, ended careers, and I will gladly add yours to the list.

[tyrmuertos]

The dark Alley hides secrets that we are all unaware of, and from this dark wet London Alley steps a figure we have begun to see more of recently. Head bowed so the hood of his jacket covers his face hands to his side he stands still waiting and watching the empty night street. Rain pelts his head as a soft glow where his eyes should be started growing he looks up pushing the hood back and we see the Man Tyr Muertos standing there with his trade mark wolf’s skull masking covering his face.

Tyr: Oh it is great to be back in the world I love and adore, standing before many people who know me and many who will get to know me. I am sure many wonder just who Tyr Muertos is and soon very soon you will all find out but first I have to pay homage to the many who came before me and that is by offering them a sacrifice. UKWF is one of many feds but one of few I call home and here I plan to make a big Impact, and that means a big sacrifice. Wait of wait did I say big I meant small and unworthy sacrifice and his name is Chris Ghensi a man who proclaims to love and enjoy pain. A man of few words and it seems few skills.

I wonder what I have done to anger the good people at UKWF that they would assign me such a match and such a man? I stumble around trying to figure this out in confusion because I must have done something. Then I think it must be a test they want to see just what Tyr can still do, making sure the many matches I had in Mexico and Japan the times I sacrificed my body would not hinder me now. Very well I shall appease them and give them a show they can then see just what Tyr Muertos means when he says he will bring the Masked Death Style to UKWF.

With the statement Tyr throws off the mask and we see the face below half of which looks like an exposed Skull.

Tyr: Ghensi do not fear your sacrifice and death shall only strengthen me and I will use your soul to fuel the power inside. We will take your best and show you why it just isn’t good enough and then we will show everyone the great things to come . Ghensi Your Death will be Great unlike your LIFE…...

[ghensi]

Chris Ghensi sits alone in a run down building with an almost insane grin on his face.

So, this is what we're dealing with. You think you feel insulted? So many of my opponents have all been the same. You speak only words that others have already said. Time and time again I have heard the newcomer underestimate me. And look where that gets them. You may have your accolades elsewhere, but I can think of one thing that you never have done. You have never faced nor defeated the Lusus Naturae.

He stands up and begins to pace.

Why do people continue to underestimate my skills? So many times I have heard people say that I have no skill, no talent, and yet those people fall at my knees. Is it because I do not look like a conventional wrestler? Is it because I don't have the body of an Adonis? Or is it because I laid the perfect trap to lull my opponents into a false sense of security. This body may not be the most muscular, but it got me through more in my first few years of life than you have gone through in your entire wrestling career. Think of an American ghetto. That is essentially what I grew up in, but the Australian "ghetto" is more dangerous. Vicious animals around every corner, and me having to fight them off. But, put many families in the same situation and we get a bit rowdy when the animals flee. So, we go against one another. I have seen people choke out alligators, but was I afraid of them? No. They too fell before me.

He stops pacing to deliver one final statement.

The mighty have fallen at my hands before, and they will so again.