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Post by Eden on Jun 23, 2020 3:45:23 GMT -5
Roleplay Deadlines: Friday, July 3rd, 2020 at 9 PM PST, 12 AM EST, 11 PM CT(US) Saturday, July 4th, 2020 at 1 AM(UK)
24 Hour Deadlines, 1 Post Deadlines Thursday, July 2nd, 2020 at 9 PM PST, 12 AM EST, 11 PM CT(US) Friday, July 3rd, 2020 at 1 AM(UK)
Roleplay Limit 2 RPs, up to 1000 words apiece OR A single RP, up to 2000 words
For tournament brackets updated as we progress, go here!
Match Two (Tournament): Elijah Copeland vs Brick Hawthorne
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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2020 14:03:42 GMT -5
*What's the meaning of a debut? It means showing what you can in the ring in front of an audience. But in the sanatorium, there is no audience. Nobody is watching in the crowd as they're all watching on the television sets. When the news broke that a rich boy like Copeland was sent to the asylum, it was a shocker. Nobody of Copeland Caliber would dare be sent to the hole of the Asylum. So why? Why was he sent there? Simply because he wanted to show off his skills and what better place than the Asylum? A place where the so-called “criminals” are placed to fight out in a dirty, disgusting ring.*
*Copeland is going to be going into a match where he knows nothing about. His world of luxury is gonna change into something darker. But will it? Copeland's name is made of gold and this tournament is going to skyrocket his name to the top. But to do that, he has to beat everyone that steps in the ring with him and bring him to the top where he so rightfully belongs. Finally, the scene comes up in front of a white mansion. It was bright and the sun is shining brightly today. We see Eli coming out wearing an unbuttoned dress shirt, White Cargo shorts, white sneakers, and black and white Bentley Platinum sunglasses. From the side we see a servant come up to him and gives him a solid gold cup and poured some wine into the glass. Eli takes a drink of it as the servant gets out of the scene.*
*Eli takes a drink of the wine and smiles at it. He nodes for a few seconds and then looks at the camera. He kept ahold of the cup and used his other hand and takes off his shades. He put the temple of the glasses and put them in his pocket. His sunglasses now hangs there for the entire world to see.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "Oh, I didn’t see you there. I want to welcome you all to my home. This home is worth more then what you people will ever make. I didn’t buy it, my parents did. See everything I have from the nice cars to the bird feeders is my property. But I guess you people aren’t here to have me show you how rich I am, are you? Nah, you’re here because I’m in a match at the next Sanatorium card. Oh yeah, I know what I’m in for and I know the sweet taste of victory. Now, you’re asking, how can I have the sweet taste of victory already? That my friends have to save for a later date. Sunday, I face the nerd called, Brick -- I know this. It starts with an H."
*He snaps his fingers a few times to try to figure out what his name is. He knew it started with an H, but what. What is his last name? Just then he got the name that he was looking for.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "I finally got it - It’s Brick Hawthorne. Brick, you want to know who you remind me of? You remind me of those nerds that I used to bully back in high school. I remember all the purple nurples, the swirlies, the wedgies, and all of that. Those were the times where I showed my dominance to the weak. You’re no different Brick. You want to know what so great about this tournament? That Elijah Copeland, which is me can run through this like name. Make my way to the finals, and the after winning this entire thing...I move on to the current champ, Nikki Caldwell. Oh yes, I said the current Asylum Champions name. Why? Because I can do whatever the heck I want and nobody is going to stop me. Nikki, you’re of Dystopia now and yet still hold the Asylum Championship. Don’t worry, after I run through this tournament then I’m coming for you."
*He then gives off a cocky smirk all while not taking his eyes off the camera. He takes another drink of his wine and was finished with it. One of his servants comes back on the scene and takes it away. Eli then continues with what he was saying about his upcoming match.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "Anyways, we all know that I’m the superior athlete and we all know that Brick agrees. Brick, if you’re going to show up at Sanatorium then I hope you’re ready to be embarrassed? Because this tournament is made for someone like me and made for someone who has everything. When I was a child, I was perfect in all ways and fashion. You can say that I was handed everything. Does that make me the bad guy? No, it doesn’t. Is it my fault that my parents exhaled in everything and was born to be perfect? No. Brick, I never asked for this life but here we are, aren’t we?"
“Everything in my life was handed to me on a silver platter. From my beautiful mansion, my cars, my swimming pool, to even my driving range in the back. Everything and I means EVERYTHING was handed to me. But this time, I’m gonna hand you something Brick, and that's a loss. You may look at me and think I’m just a pretty rich boy and I would agree. But you’re going understand that I’m more than that. I have my trainer who has been training me since this match was announced. So I don’t want you to think that I haven’t shown interest cause I have. I’ve also shown interest in that Asylum Championship but you already knew that don't you, Brick?"
*He moves towards the sides and walked past his own Caterina Tiered Outdoor Water Fountain. He put on his shades again and he walked past his motorcycle and heads to his private swimming pool next to his house. He walks past the locked gate and enters the scene. He sat at a table where his cooks, maids, and his butlers are at.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "Brick, the thing about me is that I love having things. It makes me better than you. I have things that you wish you could have. I have things that’ll make you rethink your entire existence. I’m going to prove to you just how good I am when I defeat you and everyone that stands in front of me. After I walk through this tournament and face the Asylum Champion, this place will belong to Eli Copeland. This place and everything in it is mine."
“But you know what’s funny? You’re not athletic nor were you even trained. How can you even survive in this type of environment? You’re a nerd who needs to learn his place when you’re in the ring with me. Brick, I’m going to hurt you and I’m going to do it with a smile. You? You’re going to be a message that I’m going to send to the entire roster who dares think otherwise. Brick, you have won in the last round of this tournament but there is no way you’re making it past me. I am superior to you in every way, shape, and form. You have nothing on me. When I beat you and trust me, I will. I will send you back to the losers club where you so rightfully belong."
*He grabs his shades in his pocket and puts them on his face. His eyes are now covered by the sun and he was handed another drink from his butler. His shirt was now taken off by his maid who then put suntan lotion on his back. This was the life where Eli was meant to be and it’ll only get sweeter from here on out.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "Everyone is jealous of me and they should be. I am Eli Copeland. I am what every guy wants to be and all the ladies who want to be with. You will never be me EVER! When we face-off, I’m going to knock any momentum that you have going for you and your existence in this tournament is going to be coming to an end sooner rather than later. I would like to say that I’m sorry...but I’m not. I don’t care about you and or anyone else. I care about one person and one person only and that’s me. You and the rest of the nuthouse are going to bow down at my greatness. But don’t worry Brick, when I become the champion that this brand so rightfully deserves then I may include you in my speech but I may not."
*As he was speaking, his trainer comes into the scene. He was a good size trainer. He was built like a house and he needs to get Eli training going. He’s wearing a black t-shirt, workout pant, and black workout sneakers.*
B O B B Y E L L I O T T ⌐ trainer ¬ "Finish up what you’re doing, Eli. We’re hitting the gym because we’re going to be working on your striking. I want to see how hard and fast you can go."
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "I’ll be there in a few minutes. I need to finish this drink and whatever I have left."
B O B B Y E L L I O T T ⌐ trainer ¬ "Keep me waiting and I’ll make sure you run around the track again for the next twenty minutes."
*Course Eli doesn’t want that to happen again. Last time he did that he always died without any water to keep his hydrated. So, his trainer walks off as he tells his maids, butlers, and cook to go away leaving him alone. They do and he prepares for his training that is going to happen.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "It seems like I have to leave you all right now. But don't worry, you all get to see me again inside of that ring. That ring is going to be where it all counts. Everything that I've said here was the truth, and you can take it how you want it. But the fact of that matter is that nobody is as talented, handsome, or worthy enough in that ring. You ask yourself, he hasn't had a match yet and claiming he already won. Because what I say in this promo is nothing but facts and Brick knows that better than anyone."
*He gave the camera a smirk as he prepares for the final nail in the coffin.*
E L I J A H C O P E L A N D ⌐ golden standard ¬ "You don't like what I say? Get used to it. Cause Elijah doesn't censor himself. Sunday, I end your dream Brick and show you why you're a loser. As for me? I'm a winner and a winner always wins. Losers? they always lose. And that's the GOLDEN rule."
*~FIN!~*
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