|
Post by UKWF on Jun 9, 2017 21:56:25 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2RP cap, max 500 words per RP.
|
|
|
Post by The Sociopath on Jun 12, 2017 3:13:05 GMT
“The Man Who Knows Everything”
Who am I?
I'm the man who knows everything. Just ask me, I'll tell you whatever you want to know. I'm the keeper of knowledge and truth. I know what you're thinking...it must be tough carrying around all that information all the time. You'd be right, it is a difficult task, but someone has to do it. Why not me? Now, why don't you shut the fuck up and let me drop some knowledge.
Talia Areano cannot have children.
That's right, she is completely barren. Where I come from that makes her half a woman, maybe even less. There is something so nasty and vile about her womb that no life can survive in that environment. Please don't tell anyone I told you. This is sensitive information that Talia doesn't want anyone to know about. She trusted me with this secret and I’ll take it to the grave.
She also stuffs her bra before every match. Now this is something I've seen first-hand while lurking around backstage. I don't know if it's insecurity or she just doesn't have any talent, but I've watched Talia jam tissues down her shirt like an 8th grade girl on the first day of school.
Talia needs to appreciate her natural beauty, like me.
Maybe she never learned that every person is special and unique in their own way. Either way, Talia and I can talk all about that and other wonderful things before or after our match, I won't be busy.
And don't worry, I plan on giving Talia the farewell match she deserves. What? You didn't hear? This is Talia Areano’s retirement match. It will be the last time she steps into a wrestling ring. Imagine how special I felt when I heard she specifically requested me to be her final opponent. I know that we have been through a lot together, but I had no idea it meant so much to her.
Honestly, this whole thing is making me very emotional. When I get like this...I just want to hold my breath, forever. I like that rush you feel when the brain is denied oxygen. It's so intense. Talia would know all about that feeling. That bitch loves to be choked. I mean she LOVES it. In bed, in the ring, while kissing, during sleep, in the shower, at the movies, on the bus, while eating...the list goes on and on.
The more you find out about her, the more you realize that she has lived a difficult life. I feel bad for Talia Areano, but I'm a good person and that's what I do.
This is a lot to take in, but give it time. I plan on sticking around UKWF for the foreseeable future. Well...unless I decide to press the red button and blow us all away, but that's not the current plan. So expect to see much more of me. That will give everyone a chance to get familiar with the man who knows everything.
|
|
|
Post by The Sociopath on Jun 16, 2017 21:33:20 GMT
"Boom!"
I received a very disturbing phone call the other morning. First of all, I was shocked that anyone was able to track me down, because I don’t actually own a phone or have an active telephone number...but play along anyway. So, I get this phone call from none other than Talia Areano. She tells me that she doesn’t want to go through with our match because she has fallen in love with me. That last part wasn’t so surprising considering the amount of sweet-talking I’ve done this week.
So I respond, “Talia, baby girl, listen...I really need this match to happen so I can show what I am capable of inside the ring. I have big plans for this company. I can’t let a little thing like love get in the way of that.”
She begged and pleaded with me to not go through with the match, but I had to stand my ground. If you let a woman have her way once, she’ll never know when to stop. Typical female behavior. Besides, I’m starting to grow tired of Talia. I need a woman that adds a little more excitement to my life. Any experienced playboy, like myself, will know exactly what I’m talking about.
Did you hear that, Talia? After our match is done, so are we. That’s right, I’m kicking you to the curb, baby. Now that I’m employed by the UKWF, I expect pussy to be flying at me from every direction. Once the ladies of the UK get their eyes on The Sociopath, it’ll seem like they are under a spell. Maybe it is a spell...a love spell. Either way, I can’t be held down by some needy bitch like you.
Just be a good girl and let me massacre you inside the ring. I want my debut match to be something that people remember. I don’t want to just beat you. I want to make a goddamn spectacle of it. Don’t worry...I’ll be sure not to mess up your hair or lipstick too much. We need you looking your very best as I put your lifeless body on display. Just the thought of that image is making me a little hard, but I have to remember that I’m breaking up with you and we can’t fuck around anymore…
But maybe one more time for the road?
Then once I'm finished with you, I'm moving on to bigger and better things. It won't be long before people start to take notice of me. As soon as I start showing how unpredictable and violent I can be, everything here will change. In the blink of an eye, if I start to feel bored enough, I can change everyone's life. That's what I do best. You can talk to any promoter I have ever worked for. Just when you least expect it…
BOOM!
Then it all disappears.
What do you want me to say? I like to explode on to the scene.
|
|