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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 24 2010, 04:40 PM (97 Views) | |
| "The Ripper" Danny B | Jan 24 2010, 04:40 PM Post #1 |
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“On a day like no other, on a night where the world could change. I stand again, ready. Willing to fight.” The master stands alone once again. To make the change however he does not stand in a dark room, nor in the calm of a cemetery. No today he stands on the floor of one of the hottest buildings on the face of the earth. The master stands, in a blast furnace. All around him molten metals throw out a radiating orange light. Machinery clunks around. On a normal day the building would have the odd workmen about too. On this occasion however it stood deserted. Only one thing lived in this building at this time. That was the Master himself. “This is an odd place, it really is. Where some of the strongest materials in this world, are destroyed, harnessing something that nature provides, that man can recreate. Magma. Its an amazing thing. Its why I find myself here. Because it has meaning to me. Something natural and something manmade coming together to make something frightening, destructive, dangerous. For some reason, it feels like home. You may ask why I am currently standing on my own, when I have no need to be. Not only do I have my Cyndicate brethren, I also have my tag team partner and latest protégé, The Blue Scorpion. Well the answer to that is simple. I don’t think any one of them could stand the heat. The pits in here can reach 2500°. Most normal men would melt. And this is when its cool. It was higher than that earlier on the day. These men might not be normal, but they are far from superhuman. I breach into that realm. People have begun to say, that for the most dominant man in the business, I haven’t been very, dominant. They would be right in that statement I am ashamed to say. Although I do have some impressive wins, and even some losses which I can stand. Like the battle with Cain, I do seem to have a record of embarrassing losses. Look at my track record, for someone that came in promising a revolution I did kind of, well, as the kids say. Suck. My first three matches were all loses, to Dan Highlander and King Nothing, to Angel, to Tyler Anderson, twice in two weeks. Then of course over time I also lost to the Insurgency back to back, first to Elijah and Omega, then to Cain himself. To me, I look back and I feel like walking away when I see that record. However, I do have one chance to rectify this problem, this week. Genesis. The new beginning. This is the part many of you have been waiting for isn’t it? The tag team championship match. I mean this will be the second time in my short stay here in CWF that I would be challenging for a championship. So I must be doing something noticeable. I also heard that many people believe that I had it easy coming into this championship match. That I had some easy opponents to go through. Let me just say before anything else, if it wasn’t for Rish sticking his nose in where it didn’t belong, I would have been fighting Ripper and Chaolin, the company’s greatest up and coming star, and one of the best world champions in history. Who may I say defeated, the “unbeatable” world champion, Victor Quinn and the current Impact champion Angel. Then there was my own opponents. Omega, who had defeated me before, I got my revenge. It took some time, but I did. Then there came the Triple Threat tag team match. Tyler Anderson, who had a pinfall victory over me in the past, and Christopher Xtreme. A former impact champion. Defeated. Franklin Frederickson, another former champion, this time a rising star champion, went down with his partner, Abigail Starr, a former Impact champion. Yet myself and the blue scorpion took down all these people to get to where we are now. On the brink of the greatest victory yet. Christopher Andrews, Angelica. Two people now to be found in the CWF hall of fame. The greatest challenge yet. Lets start with you Christopher, I man I not only respect in the ring, but I happen to think we are two men alike. I do feel there is only one difference, one stands to fight in the light, the other in the shadows. I believe it is obvious to which I refer myself, please I would like you to note however, for me the term “in the shadows” does not mean anything surprising, I don’t fight as a coward, but of course you know that, you are far too intelligent not to. What I mean is that I change all the time. I fight with a new reason every day, and therefore I change my styles. See I fight with every human emotion, bar one, and on any given day, I can be feeling any given emotion, For each emotion is a new style. Shadows. I understand you though, a man that believes in traditions and values, however you are someone that usually relies on strength to defeat an opponent. Just like myself. The last time we came up against someone that could match us in strength, well we both lost didn’t we. One week after the other we both lost to the world champion. Cain placed us both in the ground. But again I admire you as you didn’t sulk about it, you got up and carried on fighting with the gold you already held. You are quite probably the toughest opponent I will ever come up against, and I accept that challenge. As for you Angelica. CWF’s very own dominant vixen. You are the total opposite, unpredictable for the sheer fact it is rare you get into a ring with someone not only less intelligent than you, but someone faster than you. Of course how much of a disadvantage am I going to be at with you. Your small and hard to catch. You have proved in the past that you can get in the ring with some of the best and still come out fighting. Remember the day you took out Joshua Monroe and Ripper before Chaolin finally put you down. Two of the toughest men you beat in one night!” Anubis cuts his speech short and walks across the floor. He moves towards the giant glowing pit situated on the floor. He stops looking over it, a slight unbalancing would send him falling into the pit, which was now burning around 500° in the cold working period. Even at its coolest however, there would be nothing left of the master if he was to move only one more inch towards the glowing hole in the floor. “Angelica, the only female in the hall of fame, and now one of the longest reigning current champions, with good records too. In this version of the CWF, you have two loses to your name. The aforementioned pick your poison gauntlet match, and a match against Christopher himself, and Chaolin Sahn in a triple threat. That is impressive, but honestly I expect nothing more. You are a true legend Angelica. You know it has been said that the greatest thing people fear about me is my size. Yes, I do agree that standing over seven feet tall and weighing in excess of three hundred and fifteen pounds, I find that smaller opponents do lose out on the strength game. But I am not foolish enough to believe that my strength alone will carry me through. Its amazing really that I have been in this business since Redemption, and yet I have yet to utilise my Chaos Control finisher. A move that brings me down to a lower level than my opponent. I could not tell you why I have not managed to work this in yet. Maybe I may have had a few more victories under my belt if that was the case, but then again maybe not. I believe Christopher has said recently that it does not real correct to be challenging for the world title at one pay per view, and then find your self in the midcard at the next. Again a connection is drawn between himself and the demons of death. A mere one week before you challenged for the world heavyweight championship, I did exactly the same thing. Yet at Genesis, I find myself in the same spot on the card as yourself. Take The Ripper for another example, at the last pay per view he was inches from taking the impact title away from Angel, yet only last week he finds himself at the bottom of the card, fighting the likes of Kemsey Ramsey and Tyler Anderson. Lets say he wasn’t best pleased about that. But what draws all three of us together, is that no matter what spot on the card we are, we take the challenge to the best of my ability. I know I seem to be rambling a bit here Christopher, but as I look into the oblivion I think of another point to make. Your entrance theme song. Famous. The lyrics in that song. That you want to be famous, so fucking jaded? All the playboy bunnies want your money from you? See that doesn’t sound like the Christopher Andrews I have come to see in this business. Your already famous for one thing. Quite possibly one of the biggest names in this business. In fact if opinion is a factor, I do believe that yourself, Cain and the commissioner could run this show on your own. But enough about you as an individual. The team that has now been dubbed “Andrelica” has seemed unstoppable since the original tag tournament began all those months ago, and if memory is still serving me correctly in my old age, I would say that I believe you have not lost a match as a team. Which I must say is impressive, as all the other great teams in this business have lost at least one match together. Two of the most impressive, yet mismatched individuals in this business have come together to form the greatest team in CWF history. You two have made such an impression since you began to team that you have been inducted into the hall of fame.” The master of demons again moves from his spot, he walks all the way across the floor to an elevator into which he enters, with difficulty, and rises up a floor. He comes out to stand on the metal walkway and takes in his surroundings once again. He decides at this point the time is right to leave, and ascends the stairs leading out of the building. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It was a bright day in Northern English city of Leeds. The usual hustle and bustle of a normal day was bumping around. Just outside of the town centre stood square off the road with five or six restaurants all overshadowed by the cinema to the West . Outside in the car parking area sat a large man on a bench. His long black hair glistened in the sunlight, every time his head turned a glimmer of red could be seen from under his eye. As he moved again and looked back towards the centre of the restaurant square, and a single scar could be seen under the right eye of this man. His focus was on the ‘Burger King’ building across the road. His head perked up again at this moment, as he could now see two men leaving the entrance of this building, one clutching a bag of obviously horrible foods. But this man wasn’t one to judge. The man carrying the fast food package was the worlds most accomplished demonic protégé. His long blonde hairs swung behind him in the golden light. The piercing green eyes situated in his head could be seen all across the car park. The man next to him was slightly on the taller side, looking a bit more rugged. This man was the Blue Scorpion. The former was the Ripper. It was both men that The master found himself needing to speak with. Why not kill two birds with one stone? Without warning, The Ripper span and in one smooth motion grabbed at his belt and threw something right at the master. By some miraculous coincidence, it fell just short of his face. The red eye seemingly glowing brighter than ever. A pearly white smile came from the face of the golden destroyer before he changed course and walked over to the master. The blue Scorpion caught up almost instantly, a toothless grin spread across his face too. “Master, what a pleasant surprise. No what in the blue hell are you doing out in daylight?” A smile spread across all three faces. “Well I do have a reason and that reason is speech. I do need to speak to you. Let us walk and talk.” The two men nodded and all the three began to walk towards the cinema. “First of all Scorpion, it is you I wish to communicate with first. Obviously it has not escaped your attention that we shall be challenging the almighty team of Christopher Andrews and Angelica this coming Tuesday for the tag team titles.” “How could I forget?!” “Good, good that is good. I appreciate all the work you have been giving to it this week. I know you have been. Its something that is needed. As you may have noticed I have been a little preoccupied. Unfortunately I have not been at full strength and of course other commitments have gotten in the way as pre usual. However I am here today to try and produce the very best I can in such a short space of time. I know it is annoying, and I also apprceiate the fact you look for greater from me. For this I apologize, something I rarely do. This will be a one and only time, and I still do not intend to lose.” “Speaking my kind of language now boss. I do know that sometimes the life of a man with an important, well full time position can get in the way. I understand this well. However I am not going to allow it, just as you said to get in our way. We will go to the top this week. I guarantee it.” “One of the many reasons I hired you. Your attitude towards the fight. Now Ripper of course I said I wanted to speak with you too, there is a reason for this also. It is to do with the match itself. I cannot allow to interfere, I know this is your match already, and the whole reason we are having this conversation is because of you. But it must be a fair fight. People believe that this is a Cyndicate fight. I wish to prove them wrong, this has nothing to do with the Cyndicate, this battle is about the demons of death. No silly situations, no interference, no screw jobs. This fight is to be pure and simple. Understand me?” “Of course Master, I know that yourself and the Scorpion can defeat those two fools without even blinking. You do not need my help.” “I would not overlook this team you understand. They are formidable. I ask one more favour of you Danny. What I have just asked of you, I would like you to communicate with the other members of the Cyndicate. Should be easier said than done, one shall be contacting you shortly.” Danny didn’t even think twice and pulled his mobile from his pocket. “It’s a shameful thin…” “Hello?” “Hey Ripper, the boss is calling us all together at the arena an hour before the show starts. He sees this as a big one. You know what he can be like.” “Cheers Storm, I shall tell the master. I need to speak with you men as well. See you tomorrow.” “If we are to make it in time I suggest we leave now? “Probably a good idea, I do need to collect all my gear though, as does Scorpio. The hotels not too far from here. I’ve got the plane tickets already, including yours strangely enough. I don’t know why, I just had the urge to.” “A good urge it was too. Now young Ripper, lead the way. You started this, so you take us through. This week, no Cyndicate, no tricks, no games. It is a battle. Andrews, Angelica. The Scorpion and I are coming for you.” |
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| "The Ripper" Danny B | Jan 24 2010, 04:42 PM Post #2 |
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Sorry guys I want to say this is Anubis's roleplay for Genesis and me being the tit I am posted it under the wrong sign in. You get the point. |
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