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Post by UKWF on Apr 11, 2016 17:52:50 GMT
Post your RPs for the match below. 2RP limit, max. 500 words per RP.
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Post by Γαία Γαλανός/Davey-Boy O'Brien on Apr 11, 2016 23:31:19 GMT
“Declared Defiance. The namesake of my return. Make no mistake, I haven’t had time to build ring rust. Mere weeks ago, I forced a man to submit who boasted his undefeated streak in Submission Matches, and, in the end, he tasted the same defeat I had to taste last year for my World Championship, but I’m not in UKWF to parade my accomplishments. Those are the past, and only speak of my abilities then. UKWF is the present and the foreseeable future. My current obstacle is a man who carries a coveted undefeated streak with him; my prize.”
“I'm not an idiot, Storm. No one should ever walk into a match without understanding the ins and outs of who they find themselves facing. And, oh, I know, you’re going to point out how unpredictable you are. Save it. I don’t care. My job is to prepare for our match, defeat you, and take my prize. I have no reason to run your name through the mud because, realistically, how could I? You’re a former World Champion and you currently hold two titles. The success speaks for itself.”
“Or does it? I have seen so many men and women become the best in one organization only to find they're just another face in the crowd somewhere else. You can attempt to dispute this, but you’d only be lying to yourself.”
“And, before you decide to preach your morals, I don’t care. Go ahead, call me a ‘bitch.’ You have my permission as a woman. I have enough self-respect that I can handle a man being straight with me. I also have zero doubt in my mind that I can end your coveted undefeated streak. Call it arrogance or whatever you like, but let's be real, it's actually ‘confidence.’ If you don’t have confidence in this sport then why are you here? But, you, Storm, you know exactly why you’re here. You’re here because you’re confident in your abilities and truly believe you can defeat anyone who steps in opposite of you. And, why shouldn’t you? As I pointed out before, you have the accolades, you’ve been on a tear, but, if you recall, I also pointed out that all of those are in the past so leave them there. When we face off, it’s you and me. Not you and my accolades. Not your accolades and me. You and me. And, I can assure you, the struggle you found yourself in against Hazel Overton is going to seem like waking up on Sunday morning to breakfast in bed compared to what you’re going to have to go through to defeat me.”
“Let's get one thing straight now: there is no UKWF Championship. In our world, for those 15 minutes, Skylynn doesn’t exist because, during that time, you belong to me. I want all of your focus. If I don’t get it, I will dismantle you like a model airplane because you have something I want, Storm. My prize; your undefeated streak.”
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Post by Mark Storm on Apr 22, 2016 23:35:24 GMT
You're right Galanos. This is our moment, this is our fifteen minutes together. You and Me, nothing else.
The familiar voice of Mark Storm echoed as the camera faded into the scene with Mark Storm unleashing a barrel of punches upon a punching bag, located inside his own exclusive gymnasium. He picks up the tempo, generating more power behind each shot as he does so as sweat slivers down his forehead. Reaching his optimum, he finishes and wipes the sweat away from his forehead before turning back to the camera.
Our first date, and I promise you it'll be one you'll never forget. I don't like to disappoint, I go all out.. just ask my last two opponents, and they'll vouch for me, they'll tell you that their fifteen minutes with me, was possibly the hardest fifteen minutes of their lives. The fact is, they've never been inside the ring with someone like me before.. and Galanos, the same goes for you too.. you've faced warriors and gladiators, you've been at the pinnacle, the top of the mountain with a bounty on your head. You know the routine all too well. But in all your years of dancing, all your years of doing what you love - Mark Storm, will be the biggest test you'll ever have.
He pauses, walking over to a bench where he picks up a towel and drapes it over his shoulder.
But you already know that, don't you?
You already know that Mark Storm is one of the top fighters on the planet, with no questions asked. With two titles currently in the accolades, but that doesn't matter.. what matters is what I've done here, and what I've done here is create a buzz. I look at this promotion and ever since my emergence the numbers are rising, the tickets are selling fast.. and you wanna know why? It's because people want to stop the Storm that is impending. It's because people want to witness the Storm, doing what he does best inside the squared circle. There's a Storm coming to this promotion and everybody has seen glimpses of my capability, everybody has seen the potential including yourself.. but nobody has seen the full package yet, but hey.. it's coming. And Galanos, you may believe that you're the chosen one who's going to stop it, but I can assure you, all of your hard work, all of your preparation for this match - it will mean nothing, it will be discredited because just like my other opponents, you will leave the ring defeated. The Lioness meets The Reckoning of Professional Wrestling but Lioness can be tamed, on the other-hand - I can't, many have tried, but they have fallen. And you, will be no different. But I know you'll be closed than the others. Because just like you done for me.. I did my research on yourself...
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Post by Γαία Γαλανός/Davey-Boy O'Brien on Apr 23, 2016 3:00:51 GMT
My eyes focused on the camera lens as the man behind the device signaled for me to begin.
“Storm, in one breath, you made more claims than an insurance salesman hears in one day. If you, in fact, did your homework, you would know that, in order to win the GPW World Championship, I had to defeat a woman who held that title for over a year.”
In no way was I saying that it couldn’t be possible that Storm couldn’t be more talented in the ring than Jo McFarlane. No, I just found it odd that he would make such a remark as him being the toughest task I had ever come across in my career.
“When you make claims such as being the ‘biggest test’ I’ve ever faced, you better damn well deliver. Storm, you can make all the claims, you want. You can make all the puns you want with your last name. You can talk about all of the money you make UKWF in ticket sales. But, in the end…”
Pausing for a moment, I used my tongue to wet my lips.
“Or, at the end, of our ‘date,’ if that’s what you prefer to call it, you will only be doing one thing: telling the referee how many fingers he’s holding up while I walk away with the victory that you were so damn sure was yours.”
I nearly walked away before I remembered something Storm had said during the promo he had cut earlier.
“Oh, yeah, I don’t claim to be the chosen one. I am nobody’s chosen one. I am simply the woman who is going to beat your ass. You like puns? Here's one for you. Hi, Storm. I’m Gaia Galanos. Nice to beat you.”
With the flash of a sarcastic grin, I then shoved past the cameraman, leaving the scene.
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