Ajax v Everett

[UKWF]

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

[Dave]

ALL AMERICAN DEMISE
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"UKWF's biggest show to date, and Sterling Everett is in the main event. Not Ursula Areano, who is facing an unknown masked man. Not Skylynn Reed, the UKWF Champion, who is not even wrestling on this card. Me. Sterling Everett. Let that sink in for a moment, haters."

Sterling Everett opens his new promo, once again on the couch in his house, with a surprise - a wide smile on his face.

"Let's get the facts straight. Punishment Due ended just like I envisioned. Instead of being punished, I defeated both the champion and other top contender. In fact, I left them broken down and incapacitated. At Declared Defiance, an event with a name very fitting to my actions, I should be getting a one on one match for the UKWF Championship. Instead, because of prior arrangements, I am getting a match with the returning Johnny Ajax. I don't mind it though. It's the last piece of the puzzle. Why? Because before I beat Skylynn Reed and once and for all give this company a deserving champion, I need to rid UKWF of the utter plague that is Johnny Ajax.

I understand that mister Ajax got this nice, warm GM chair purely because of his connection to the Kensington family... oh, why be so polite. He's here, because he's banging the daughter of one of the owners. And that's alright, mate, you're not the first to do that. The real problem I have is your nationality. Call me a British purist if you will, but I can't stand when an American, or any other 'import', comes to my country and acts like he's calling the shots and no one can touch him. That's exactly what Johnny Ajax did, he danced into a British company and now he's trying to be the boss around here, limiting and bullying people me, a proud representative of my homeland. You think you're untouchable, Ajax?"

Everett laughs.

"I think I touched you already, mate, and you were limping to the back, crying like a teenage drama queen. But here you are, still shouting orders in MY yard, UKWF, still trying to be a macho American superhero and stepping out of retirement to face the big scary bully... Sure, most people will admire your step-up attitude, but the eyes of a man thinking straight, it's gonna be this exact attitude that kills you. In the eyes of the UKWF faithful, you are their Superman, who gets up from the ruins of a skyscraper, puts his fists up and still fights. But remember - even Superman, wounded or not, faced his demise when he met Doomsday.

I will be your Doomsday, Ajax. And when your friends hold your funeral... I will finally rule."

With a closeup of Everett's focused face, the scene fades to black.