Bell/Blazer v NME

[UKWF]

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

[Arcane]

Fade in. In the grimy slums of Northwest London, a white Porsche pulls up outside a looming tower block. The door opens vertically and Arcane climbs out with a holdall bag slung over his shoulder. He lights up a cigarette and nods to a young mixed race woman as she approaches. This is Carli, his half-sister.

Carli: Wow...

Arcane: Like the new whip?

Carli: Guess I was wrong about you, Alex. I thought you would be in jail by 24 - or dead.

Arcane: You used to always say -

Carli: No one makes it out alive.

They share an awkward smile and then Arcane opens his bag and produces a thick wad of cash.

Arcane: I'm doing well in UKWF so there's an extra 2 bills in there.

Carli: This is amazing... thank you so much.

With a grin, she hugs Arcane tightly and gives him a kiss on the cheek.

Arcane: Give this one to ma - tell her it's all legit.

He hands her a second band and she nods eagerly in response.

Arcane: I'll get you out the ends real soon. I promise.

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Arcane is now speeding down an open road, "Used To This" by Future & Drake blaring from the stereo:

Arcane: Everyone hates Stella but NME puts food on my table. Hell, NME puts food on my mother's table. My sister and I used to steal fruit from market stalls. We would slip down a back alley while the grocers searched in vain. I remember lining up down the local food bank with the crack fiends. Ma knew the score but it broke her heart; I'd find her scrubbing the kitchen floor, stomach rumbling, tears in her eyes. She wanted better for us.

Well look at me now. I thought they love you when you make it? Guess these bitter punks don't rate the grind. Regardless, I'm climbing up that ladder, on the verge of greatness. I'm coming for the UKWF Championship. All Killer No Filler is just an overture, the Magnum Opus is yet to come. I've pinned MJ Bell before, I'll do it again; this time, next time, anytime. Sooner or later, I'll take her title back to Northwest.

NME is one man down but sometimes less is more. Cross and I have been tasked with quashing another futile uprising. We've driven off Hammerstein already and now we move to dead his junior partner. Not like he'll be missed, we have enough clowns around here as it is. This dumb fuck Blazer just couldn't keep his mouth shut. He might think the champ has got his back but MJ flaked on the resistance before. What makes him think it won't happen again? She ain't got the heart to really do this.

Me? I've got mouths to feed, I can't afford to fail.

With a chuckle, he glances at his Audemars Piguet watch.

Arcane: Besides, I've got used to this.

He puts his foot down and races off into the distance as we fade out.

[The Jew Blazer]

THE JEW BLAZER
Playground Mentality

“What's wrong, kiddo?” The Jew Blazer asks, approaching a crying child on a playground.

“I... what are you supposed to be? Do they hire out figure skaters for bar mitzvahs?” The child asks through tears.

“I'm gonna let that one slide. I'm a superhero.” The Blazer.

“Oh...well those guys over there...they usually leave me alone because my friend is with me but my friend is at home sick today. I think they're gonna try and beat me up.” The child says.

“Why do you think that?” The Blazer asks.

“They said they were gonna.” The kid says.

“Ah. Right then! Are they responding to logic?”

“No.”

“Are you outnumbered?”

“Yes.”

“Yeah I'm actually dealing with something like that too. Trust me, the instant you show them you mean business they'll just go back to insults from afar. I'd suggest hitting one of them with a stick or something.” The Blazer says.

“Are you sure you're a superhero?” The little boy asks.

“I am. It's just been a rough couple months.” The Blazer says.

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“Let's not let this lie continue. The NME didn't attack me and Hammerstein because we're 'clowns'. They attacked us because despite the fact Hammerstein and I are capable of having fun and aren't up our own tuches's about how 'great' we are and don't act serious or wear suits we still got two wins over you without having to cheat. Once you realize that, you can see how I can weigh a buck 50 and still not be the 'smallest' man in this match.” The Blazer says. He's sitting on a swing set with no one to push him.

“I think maybe you miscalculated a bit. You see in the past few months I've found success with multiple tag partners and now all of them have been injured. You think you've got one over on me by hurting Hammerstein, but all you've done is give my frustration form. I'm a Superhero who finally has some proper Supervillains.” The Jew Blazer says.

“Supervillains get beat by Superheroes.” The Blazer adds, his eyes narrowing a bit.

“Maybe that logic seems a little juvenile to you.... and a denial of the existence of supervillains would be an interesting denial coming from a man wearing an eyepatch with a skull on it...wait are you a pirate too!? CUT TO THE VIDEO!” The Blazer shouts.



“No one hates your grind Arcane. They hate you because you're a terrible person. And all those mouths you have to feed? Is that supposed to make me sympathetic to you? They can take a cue from you after I beat you and eat crow. But hey, my partner may show up. I could lose. That's fine. I'm not losing without taking a chunk out of you.” The Blazer says. He starts to kick his feet and swings himself.

[K I N G]

Beneath blinding lights, body in throbbing agony, and a sea of boos greet Madeline-June. She remains hunched in the middle of the ring watching the UKWF title snatched away. Knocked from the mountaintop and unable to catch herself on the way down… MJ could feel everyone’s disappointment…

“Failure.”

“You’re a failure”

Voices taunt in snide tones.



A cold sweat and an abrupt start awaken MJ Bell. Her eyes blink away the slumber finding the first thing to come into sight was the UKWF Title belt. Her title belt. Still in her care… MJ feels her boyfriend’s arm protectively pull her close. Kenshin was not awake enough to speak but he still wanted to comfort her from the terrors. She settles against him all the while of staring at the belt… It would be defended with her life when the time came… There was no need to worry so much, she reminded herself. A few bumps in the road were no reason to be so tough on herself...

*~*~* 

History repeats itself. New Management does something awful and I have to show them the repercussions. However, this time around I’m not going in alone. Finally, I don’t have to feel as if it is me vs the Management. Have to say, there is a little sick satisfaction with knowing I’m not the only one going to be kicking their asses inside that ring. Determination and faith in one’s self is amazing armor to wear into battle. This notion isn’t new to Jew Blazer or me. It’s what we strive on.



NME…Do not make your struggles ours. Do not mistake a victory over me as a title win. Definitely do not try to install mistrust between my partner and I. While I remained silent that match-- I was there to keep my word and have their back. No, it did not end in our favor then but make no mistake that the loss will be corrected. Perhaps my small absence has been confusing for you lot. It does not allow you to suddenly raise to some power. It is about time we knock you down a peg. Time to remind you why I’m holding this UKWF Title.



I’ve always held a grudge when people dismiss others because they may have a different way of operating. Writing The Jew Blazer off is the worst mistake you can make right now. Have you not seen him inside this ring?! I have no concerns stepping into this match with him at my side. He went through hell to stand up to the injustice the NME attempts to plague UKWF with! We won’t let you get away with any shit you try to pull. Any insult you throw is going to be shoved straight down your throat!



You picked the wrong people to try to back into a corner.