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Post by Eden on Jun 23, 2020 4:07:49 GMT -5
LOCATION & ARENA TACOMA, WASHINGTON WILD WAVES THEME & WATER PARK
ROLEPLAY & SEGMENT DEADLINES Friday, July 10th, 2020 at 9 PM PST, Midnight EST, 11 PM CT (US) Saturday, July 11th, 2020 at 5 AM (UK) Saturday, July 11th, 2020 at 4 PM (AUS)
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Match Three: Uiriami Minami and Jacob Striker vs. Sierra Rot and Siren
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Post by goldenstormriders on Jul 10, 2020 22:58:35 GMT -5
(There is a few bursts of static on the screen before it clears and we’re shown two familiar faces to the fans of WWH-the “Time Splitter” Uiriamu Minami and the “Natural” Jacob Striker. Both men are dressed in their respective street gear but Jake has his noose draped around his shoulders)
Uri: Finally, the most exciting duo in the history of World Wrestling Headquarters have finally returned to your television screens and just in time to enjoy some grade A havoc right here on Dystopia as myself, the “Time Splitter” himself...Wrestling’s hottest property in Uiriamu Minami...and the RREEAALL ROCK AND ROLLA, the “Natural” Jacob Striker square off against a couple of tarts known as Serena Rot and Siren.
Ladies, did the two of you honestly think that we’d forget or forgive the misdeeds that you treated us to the last time the four of us stepped into the ring together? I haven’t and I know that Jake here hasn’t and that’s not because of how badly you supposedly beat us or any kind of ego trip bullshit like that.
No.
We remember because we are two professionals that have dedicated ourselves to this sport and as such whenever someone bests us in that ring, we train harder until it is time to face those someones once again and then we mauled them worse than someone interrupting a Kodiak bear from its lunch.
(Uri gives the camera a slight smirk for a moment before he motions at the two of them)
Uri: Serena and Siren, did you take our silence as weakness? That we were hiding from your gaze out of some kind of misguided fear?
No, we kept quiet because we have spent the last few weeks preparing for this match and not only that, but World Wrestling Headquarters now finds themselves with a wrestler that’s in high demand across the world in my best friend Jake here. From Pro Wrestling Nova to One Wrestling Movement, this man right here has been proving himself to be one of the hottest rising stars in professional wrestling and week in, week out proving why people call him the “Natural”!
Just as the two of you are about to understand at this week’s edition of Dystopia when we step into the ring one more time...this isn’t high arrogance or me just hyping ourselves up, ladies. This is a reality that we’ve been preparing for ever since this match was announced because after the fluke win that you got over us at the last pay per view, we’ve been looking for a way to pay you back and this, this is the time that it’s finally going to happen because once we bury the two of you in that ring, then we can go back to what we had planned to do originally;
Bring the Affliction championship to where it rightfully belongs...around the waist of Jacob Striker.
(The camera shifts a little bit to the right as Jake slowly nods in agreement with his friend and partner)
Jacob: Serena, Siren...everything that Uiriamu says is true in that you two have distracted us from what we’ve originally had planned to do by this point and time which was for me to be in that ring with the Affliction champion and chop them down into so much grade A ground chuck….but I forgive you for keeping us from getting to that point because by screwing us over with that bullshit you pulled at the pay per view allowed me to watch that unworthy jerkoff of a coward, Fenrir, lose the belt to someone who I’ve been wanting to tear apart of a long time now.
The False King himself, Christopher Sabertooth.
Yes, I know that he loves to go around and act like he’s the fucking king of cosplay by painting himself up like some cheapass My Hero Academia ripoff and calling himself “Havoc”, but until he has *EARNED* any kind or shade of respect from me, I’m going to call him by his fucking name;
Christopher Sabertooth.
But please don’t take that as I’m looking past the two of you and ignoring our match because that couldn’t be any further from the truth because right now, I’m focused on the two of you and looking forward to repaying the…”kindness”...that you showed Uri and myself at the last pay per view.
I’ll be the first one to admit, we had you both pegged wrong when we thought that you two were too green where it came to your team...that you two didn’t have the level of communication that exists between two people like myself and Uri here. No, you proved us quite wrong in that aspect and that is one of the many things that you two took advantage of during our match the last time that we met and it one of the many things that we’ve been working on to not only improve on but also how to counter so that the next time we met, there would not be a victory for the two of you this time.
You see I know that the two of you are walking into this match with your heads held high and thinking that you’ve got this in the bag because you’ve beaten us once already, that we wouldn’t have learned from our mistakes from our last match and therefore you can almost smell your arrogance from here.
Uri: I know that I can.
Jacob: There will be no no mistakes on our part this time, no assumptions of an instant victory on our part, and there will be no hint of arrogance in any shape or form in either myself or Uiriamu Minami at Dystopia...none, because this isn’t about proving who the better team is, ladies.
No, this is about revenge.
This is going to be an all out war in the ring, a physical act of brutality in the most purest of forms because the moment that we go live from Tacoma, the fans in that arena will see one of the most physical matches in the history of this promotion and you can be rest assured that neither of the boys from the Hollow will disappoint in their Dystopia return.
(Jacob gives the camera a grim nod before cracking his neck and rolling his shoulders, his attention never leaving the camera)
Jacob: Serena...Siren, prepare yourselves to receive the beating that you should’ve gotten before and accept it as a lesson...a lesson in not only humility but also in that there are some things that you should not do.
Uri: You don’t spit in the wind, you don’t tug on Superman’s cape….
Jacob: And you don’t ever mess with the riders from Sleepy Hollow.
Watch your head.
(The two men chuckle darkly as the screen bursts into static once more before going to black)
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