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Post by Uh Oh on Aug 5, 2020 4:17:26 GMT -5
The Executioner and Fathi vs. Eduardo Liger and Lexi Havoc
RP Deadline 11:59 Pm EST Saturday August 15th
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thenewcsa
Champions
The New Face of Controversy
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Post by thenewcsa on Aug 16, 2020 18:08:33 GMT -5
*The camera falls on the Executioner hard at work in a small barn he's turned into a garage. He sits cleaning a small piece of a carborator as he snorts a bit in frustration. Something seems to trouble him as he focuses on his work. Slowly in steps Necra who just smiles at him with gentle eyes.*
Necra: Whacha doin'?
*He looks up with a slightly exasperated look through his mask only to nod at her as he sees her there.*
Ex: Cleaning.
Necra: Well I see that but that thing has been clean for probably an hour now. What's wrong?
Ex: It's this match. I mean I get it. I signed up. Their going to put me in some messed up stuff. But I always thought I'd at least be doing it with my friend. I mean how the hell am I supposed to team with Fathi? I can't stand the guy.
*Necra just sits in his lap as he leans back with a sigh and wraps her arms around his neck.*
Necra: Oh, sweetie. Just do what you always do. Do your best. Focus on the match and if he tries to betray you rip his arms out of their socket.
*Ex just chuckles as necra laughs at the comment. Ex just shakes his head and nods.*
Ex: That... that is sound advice.
Necra: Listen, whatever happens we will be proud of you. I know you'll do your best.
*Ex just sort of smiles shyly*
Ex: Really?
Necra: Really really.
*Ex nods patting her gently on the behind to signal for her to stand.*
Ex: Okay. I guess I should do this. Why don't you get dressed up. We'll head into the city for a bit and I'll take you out to eat.
Necra: You mean I'll pay for us to eat. It's fine. I don't mind. Anything to get away from the smell of manure for a bit.
*She just chuckles and takes off as Ex looks up at the camera slowly standing as he sets the piece down.*
Ex: So, I gotta shack up with some dick I've beat up before. Great. I guess it could be worse. I mean I suppose your halfway decent in a fight. That makes you better then most. So we gotta go up against Lexi Havoc and some mexican guy. I suppose if I wanted to find out more I'd call up my little bro. I mean he's stuck down Mexico way with Seph's daughter so I mean he might know a bit more about the whole luchador thing. Me? I ain't exactly the studying type. I just go in and wreck whoever is in front of me. You, her, anythone who steps in front. That being said my heart ain't exactly in this thing. I really don't give a shit if I win or not. Hey anyway to screw over that asshole Fathi I'm all for it. But I suppose I gotta put my best foot forward. Preferably into a graveyard stomp.
*He smirks a bit as he begins to walk out of the garage into the summer heat of the Georgia sun.*
Ex: Now, I know what your thinking. This guy doesn't even give a shit. Why should we even bother fighting him. Because I'm going to crush every bone in your god damn bodies if you get in my way. I don't care who you are. I don't care what gender. What age. I end people. Thats my job and I am damn good at my job. So Fathi stay the hell out of my way. Lexi whatever the fuck your name is Edward Eduardo whatevs... nothing personal. But y'all better make peace with whatever God you pray to. Cause I'm comin and you better believe... I'm bringing my shovel. Now fuck off I got a date.
*He pushes his way passed the camera man to his bike stomping on the starter and revving it up before taking off leaving the cameraman in the dust as he heads back to the house as the scene fades to black.*
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Post by thefathi on Aug 16, 2020 22:49:37 GMT -5
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