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Will
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IDFWU

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AJ Styles stood against a wall dressed in a new black, "Better than the Best" hoodie. Sporting his usual dark expression he appeared focused, almost razor sharp.

Michael Cole: AJ Styles tonight you will be facing Matt Sydal. He is the man who many considered a rising star here in the EBWF. He recently mentioned on twitter that the two of you were friends and he looked forward to wrestling you. What are your thoughts going into this match?

AJ Styles: I'm something like a hunter, Michael Cole. Matt Sydal, he is nothing to me but the prey. I'm searching for something, something more than the thrill of victory and if anybody knows me they know destruction is my only friend. This Monday night I will begin a bridge of broken bodies that I will cross to reach my rightful place within this company. My point being is that I've got all the key components for further success. My credentials speak for themselves. And my opponent this week? Matt Sydal? He's... well, he's reborn. Whatever the hell that is, it sure as hell doesn't measure up now does it? Say, I wonder what Sydal did at WrestleMania? I'm lying, I don't care. Nobody does. The man is a loser. Plain and simple. The greatest thing he's ever done is catch a bullet with his feet. It's sad.

Michael Cole laughed at the last statement. AJ Styles shot daggers his way and the snickering stopped instantly. Styles walked out of the frame into an open alleyway where homeless people and ladies of the night lurked. Cole was very hesitant after viewing the large amount of homeless folk around. Styles called the scruffiest one over. The one with the most disgusting hair, the scariest beard and the filthiest clothing.

AJ Styles: You. Come here.

Homeless guy: Sir, if you could be so kind to spare a few-

AJ Styles: Shut up! I'll buy you some drugs, booze, or one of those trannys on the corner. Just get over here.

Willing to do just about anything for a fix, the man shuffled his way on over.

AJ Styles: I want you to do your best impression of Matt Sydal.

Homeless guy: I'm not sure who that is.

AJ Styles: You don't know who that is?! Don't worry, nobody does. I can help you out, though. It's really simple. Just climb to the second floor of this building. Pick one of those windows... and jump. We're all rooting for you, pal. This is your big moment. Don't blow it. Well, I guess if you did that you would be more like the real Matt Sydal, wouldn't you? Go ahead. No pressure.

Homeless guy:...

The broken down man was resistant for only a moment and finally did as he was instructed and went into the building. Moments later...

**THUMP**

The hobo landed in a few trash cans as the debris spilled outwards. Styles and his Cole keep going without so much as giving the hobo a second glance.

AJ Styles: That was awful. Get a job.

Styles shook his head in disappointment. The man's pleas for help were ignored as Styles walked away from him only to stop right in front of the camera so he could gaze directly into it's lens.

AJ Styles: Matt Sydal. I'll give you this as a fair warning. Don't show up Monday. Because what just happened to that idiot over there is going to happen to you if you do times ten. I'm giving you the opportunity not to have your career, or what's left of it, ended. I'm sure at this point all of your dreams of being the man in this business are just like all these hobos, covered in piss and shit. Live to fight another day, Matt. Just as long as it's not against me. But if you choose to step into the ring Monday night? I won't be held responsible for what happens. I won't listen to any complaints that I'm too ruthless, too violent. No. I'll embarrass you. I'll beat you ten times in one night. We are not friends. I am not the man you thought you knew. I don't fuck with you! Think it over. You don't really want this. Trust me! You really don't. Just go out and make the fans ohh and awe at your flips and high risk moves but leave the main eventing stuff to guys like me. Clearly you aren't built for it. Now..

He casts a finger towards another alleyway that stood out in this environment.

AJ Styles: This is the red light district and we just got our WrestleMania bonuses. I feel like demeaning someone right about now, making em my bitch. Just like the "Reborn" Matt Sydal is gonna be if he is dumb enough to show his face on Warfare.

Styles took off into the depraved alley as the camera watched on.

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Re: IDFWU

Post by Ashlee »

OMG. Jumping out of the building into the trash cans. :lol
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