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| Poppa-K | Nov 29 2012, 12:29 AM Post #1 |
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Frank Finelli, Xandor Cross, Reya Sera. All mainstays of Ascension Championship Wrestling. All postmarks of this company, all defeated by Poppa-K. If they stand, they will fall. It’s only right I have a match with Judas Dathan, shame now that I’m healed, he’s got AIDs or something. Bullshit. I wrestled for my Warfare Title, and beat the International Champion with one hand. No excuse, but the same stays true for me. Finally...No screw ups, not firings, not sneak attacks. This is my shot. My time, and there's nobody to help Judas out of that asswhoopin he’s about to receive. The Ultimate Champion has met the Ultimate Challenger, I have beaten just about everyone Judas has. I have been in just as many companies, I had wrestled just as long as him. But one thing he had that I do not. Friends. Judas was tutored, trained. I ran into the ring by my lonely. Even now he’s taken sides with Cera to prove just how much he needs someone. I’ve gone through Reya Serra, Xandor for this shot. I deserve this. I’ve earned this and I’ll be damned if I let anyone, including Mr. Dathan himself, mess this up for me. Right now. I feel, how would you say? Infinite. no, not that, but almost. I can almost taste the air of the top of the world, and you know what? It seems like it tastes good, like blueberry waffles good. James stands infront of me, talking about Armbars this, and crossbody that. I know it already. I’ve face this man plenty of times to know his game. But his game is cold. A cold game. And with him supposedly terminal and all, he’d be even colder. But I can bend the rules too. I can be ruthless, devastating, like I did to the International Champion, and what I did to Xandor Cross at the Pay-Per-View, a night I shouldn’t have even been on the card. But that’s behind me. I’m focusing on what's in front of me. The world. and right now, Judas Dathan is the only thing stopping me from having that happen. All I can do is ignore James as he yells out some mastermind battle plans. But I don’t need one. In the hot-ass gym, lifting the barbells, I am no such man to go into this match with a plan, it is actually very simple. 1- demolish him. 2 do it again. And that’s it. No rhyme, no rythm, just a straight up beat down. I’m going to beat Judas so bad he’s going to wish his HIV was killing him faster that I would be. “Ay! Are you even listning to me?” “No, not really.” The more I tugged the more I felt the heat that was on. “You know, we really should think about this match you got here. This is pretty big. I mean c’mon, you gotta be feeling the pressure. You worked your way up for this, you won and lost a title for this match you’ve bled swe-” “I’ve been thinking about this match since I left that damn company. Back in (censored)W I remember how he started under me....how he zoomed his way to the top...” To be honest, I’ve never stopped thinking of this match. I were to have a rival, Steve Thomas, Matt Slater, mean nothing to this guy. “After all, I’ve worked through for this match. Wanna talk pressure? Fuck yeah I’m feeling it. Steve Thomas still holds a win over me. Thor got away with that cheap shot after I beat Reya. Xandor got all the fame even after I whipped his ass at Chasing the Dream. I will not let this match. Yes this match, not gunna happen that way. it’ll be me in the ring. Either I lose fair and square, or I win and celebrate my victory with no interruptions. Pressure? what the Ultimate Champion? Yeah there's going to be pressure, but in this game we play, there’s not many matches that don’t come with anxiety. I’m prepared. I been prepared.” “Damn.” James stared at me slackjawwed. “That’s some heavy shit.” “Yep..” I turned away from him and concentrating on the dumbell. Each pull, what rep? I havent even been counting, just thinking of the ways to hurt Judas and all of the ways he has hindered me. All of the time He got the fame while I dwelled opening matches. I’ve Main Evented ACW, has he? I’ve taken on all challengers, even a whole stable, all on my own, and came out the victor. I can win this. That was not the question of the week. ‘Are they going to let me?’ That was was running through the back of my mind like a relay team, passing it over to other parts of my brain. I could feel it moving through my body. I could smell the hate, hear the Dathan fans and all I could speak was of how much i was ready for this match. Ready for A War. RAW, raw, like an uncooked steak giving Judas E.Coli. This isn’t even a title match, but it wasn’t about the belt. It’s not even about the boost I’ll get from defeating him. This was between me....and my rival. Judas Dathan. Your talk is bigger than you are. And I hope you already know: This is gunna be a WAR, Dathan. |
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