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Post by Tentacle » Sat Nov 08, 2014 1:35 pm

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What is SCW?
Super Championship Wrestling is an online e-fed, designed to encourage creative writing and storyline between members of the board. The world of wrestling is immensely colourful and bizarre, so Interaction is never limited. The choice is yours alone as to whether or not you decide to attack, befriend or more backstage.

How to play and join?!
First and foremost, copy and paste the application at the bottom of this post and complete it. Once member’s applications are completed and approved, it is up to them to attempt engage in role-plays across the week. Quality role-plays, storyline interaction and activity can change the outcome of player’s matches with one another. Matches will be recorded via WWE 2K14, condensed to highlights and uploaded onto YouTube.
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SCW Rampage Roster:

Alex Braun - Bad
Austin Star - Good
Dixon - Bad
Jacob Class - Neutral
Killian J. Killmore - Good
Macaw - Bad
Michael J Michaelson - Neutral
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SCW Teams, Alliances and Mangers:

N/A
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Upcoming SCW Show:

SCW Championship Tournament - Stage 1:

Triple Threat:
Michael J Michaelson vs. Killian J. Killmore vs. Macaw

Triple Threat:
Alex Braun vs. Dixon vs. Austin Star
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Player Profiles:
Name: Alex Braun
Hometown: Chicago, IL
Age: 28
Height: 6'2"
Disposition: Bad

Description & Outfit: Bit of a badass. Has shoulder-length brown hair. Slightly overweight but still quite muscle-y. Wears a pair of blue denim jeans and nothing else.

Personality: He is everything wrestling fans hate. He's always ignorant to the fans, never granting them photos or autographs should he be bumped into whilst out in public. He feels as though he's better than everybody and doesn't have time for people he deems unworthy.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 9
Speed: 7
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 7

Bio: Born on the streets of Chicago to a drug addict mother and alcoholic father, Braun has had to fight for everything in his life, meaning fighting is now part of his DNA. After turning 16, Braun decided to make the move to Japan to hone his craft in wrestling, focusing solely on becoming the best. He's now turned to SCW to continue that, and won't stop until he's at the top.

Entrance Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFcxnQ0nsts
Entrance: Walks slowly to the ring, not bothering to interact with the crowd.

Wrestling style: Brawler

Finishing Move: The Braun Legacy (Jacknife Powerbomb)/Braun Supremacy (Double Underhook DDT)
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Name: Austin Star
Hometown: Toronto, Canada
Age: 23
Height: 6' 1"
Disposition: Good

Description & Outfit: Shaggy ash-blond hair caps chiselled features and bright blue eyes. His heroic frame is usually adorned with a denim jacket over his trademark shirt bearing a golden, five-pointed star. Not blessed with fashion sense, he also wears blue denim jeans, held up with a star-shaped belt buckle.

Personality: Austin Star is the babiest of faces; polite to a fault and always friendly. He is also stupidly brave, ready to stand up for the little guy and fight the unfair at the drop of a hat.

Attribute Points:

Strength: 8
Speed: 6
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 9

Bio: Born to a happy Canadian family, Austin got his start in fighting defending his siblings from playground bullies. After being encouraged to fight in more sporting contexts, Austin knew he was headed for the ring. After two stints at OWF, Austin has learned the value of keeping a cool head and, along with his fan-cum-manager Dawn Harris, plans to bring his brand of cheer, showmanship, and ass-kicking to SCW

Entrance Theme: The Power of Love by Huey Lewis and the News (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WK0z87WrhGo)
Entrance: Skateboards onto the ramp amidst huge bursts of yellow pyro. Kicks the board up into his hand to toss either to a hand or, sometimes, a lucky fan. After he sets off down the ramp to interact with fans, Dawn begins to follow behind him. Once Austin is done distributing badges, hugs, and high-fives to fans, he hands off his jacket to Dawn and clears the ropes into the ring.

Wrestling style: Brawler

Finishing Move: Shooting Star (Clothesline from Hell) / Supernova (Reverse Somersault Neckbreaker)
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Name: Dixon
Hometown: Manchester, England
Age: 27
Height: 6'7
Disposition: Bad

Description & Outfit: Bald head with scars across both his face and body, gang tattoo on his back. Attire is shirtless with black jeans and boots.

Personality: Thrives on pain, often making him stronger. Uncontrollable and generally a loner, acts on his own instinct and trusts nobody.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 10
Speed: 6
Vitality: 13
Charisma: 1

Bio: Dixon grew up in a rough part of Manchester in a difficult family. His father was often violent towards him, and this made him despise anything and anybody and left him essentially without friends his entire life. Getting expelled from every school he ever went to for violent behaviour, in one case breaking the headteachers jaw, Dixon found himself in the streets, and it was until he was picked up by a gang and used as a hitman learning several different fighting styles and training himself to ignore the feeling of pain attempting to gain his attention in order to make him fearless in how he fights, as well as shouting the word 'More' as a mantra and using laughter as a means for turning pain away and into his own strength. After much of his gang was taken in after a bust, Dixon was brought into SCW as his skills as a fighter were noted and they brought him through their developmental system.

Entrance Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJQIx2jHPxQ
Entrance: Walks the entire way with fists clenched staring at the ring.

Wrestling style: Brawler/Hardcore

Finishing Move: Headbutt (various(so could be diving, could just be standing)
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Jacob Class - Pre-made Jobber to fill void slots. More info later
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Name: Killian J. Killmore
Hometown: Dublin, Ireland
Age: 21
Height: 5"6
Disposition: Good

Description & Outfit: Has a fierce mop of red hair to compliment his hot blooded nature. His lithe frame makes him quite a slippery target and is often adorned with furs and fake skulls to make him look like a barbarian of old.

Personality: Despite a rough manner of speech and a thuggish face, Killian will befriend and ally with anyone. Extremely hot blooded in fights. He also has a particular fondness for mythology.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 7
Speed: 11
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 5

Bio: Discovering his love of fighting from the early age of 6, Killian would often challenge packs of older kids to fights and claim that they were friends when he beat them. With his lack of success in his academic studies, Killian went on to study acrobatic luchadore inspired techniques to become a sport wrestle fighter in SCW and befriend everyone there.

Entrance Theme: You're My Best Friend - Queen (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaZpZQG2z10)
Entrance: Runs a circle around the ring, high fiving and giving gifts to fans before vaulting straight into the ring and hurling his fur to the crowd.

Wrestling style: Acrobatic

Finishing Move: Gáe Bulg (Frog Splash)
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Name: Macaw (Real name Dr. Drew McCaw)
Hometown: San Diego, California
Age: 26
Height: 5ft9
Weight Class: Light Heavyweight
Disposition: Bad

Description & Outfit: Avrrage height, slightly tanned white male with medium length cropped brown hair. He is fairly built, especially for such a small guy, well toned. In ring he wears dark green spandex shorts with purple spirals on the sides. He wears big black boots with purple anf green lines racing up the sides along with green tassles. He wears qhite wrist tape and has a tattoo aimilar to Roman Reign's on his right shoulder. On the entrence to the ring he wears a full length black cloak with green and purple designs. It has a large hood, masking his face. Carries his flute to ring.

Personality: Once a respected orthodontist, he dreamed of working in San Diego Zoo as a child. He had a particuler fascination for the birds. His parents were both docters and tried to steer their son on an academic route in life, encouraging him to take up music. He was fond of the flute. Whenever hw visited the zoo, he would take the flute and play for the birds, almost entrancing them. As he got older he got into wrestling. He was a fan (quite surprisingly) of OWF nobody TPW ( ;) ). He made his indie debut at 17, where he quickly rose through the ranks thanks to his fast flurryd offense and cunning (read: cheating). After suffering a particularly bad concussion midway through a title match, Drew's whole mindset changed. Due to a poor referring decision, the match continued. When Drew rose, he was erratic. He mercilesly dismantled his opponent, even cackling at times. He qon the match. He defeated opponent after opponent, before attracting the attention of the bigger fish...

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 7
Speed: 9
Vitality: 5
Charisma: 9

Bio: Erratic person, very self centred. Doesn't do things the conventional way. Isn't affraid to resorting to underhand methods.

Entrance Theme: Flute - New World Sound and Thomas Newson
Entrance Style: Stands motionless at the top of the ramp as Flute begins. He slowly walks down the ramp. As Flute begins to kick off, he mimics playing his flute. He does this while entering the ring. He poses on the turnbuckle as the drop hits.

Wrestling Style: Fast, erratic flurry of moves. Never eases off the opponent unless mocking them. Likes to show off.

Finishing Move: Enziguri Kick
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Name: Michael J Michaelson (signs documents as MJ Michaelson)
Hometown: Santa Barbara
Age: confirms his age to be 56, although he seems puzzled.
Height: 1m 75
Disposition: Neutral

Description & Outfit: Very Pale skin and black wavy hair in an extremely silly long middle parting. Always smiling and has a very slender physique .. but, possesses some kind of hidden inner strength. Talks very little but what noises can be heard are very high pitched and somewhat audible. Wears the shiniest, white socks and vest. Trousers are black and he can be seen sporting a very clean cut shiny black jacket at times. Also has very weird stubble and has been known to shape this into crazy designs. Occasionally he is seen wearing white or sparkly gloves and has developed an annoying tendency to lose one whilst getting changed in amongst his array of antiques.

Personality: Keeps himself to himself until ring time. Has developed a fascination with human anatomy particularly brains and internal organs. For some reason he hates the song Heal the World .. all of his closest allies constantly try and find out why this song drives him mad. He also loves Coke Zero and is very expressive after every can. It seems he wanted to get into fighting much earlier than he did and now resents quite a lot of things in general. Quietness and/or high pitched simple banter get him through life. He seems transformed into a new persona on fight days.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 11
Speed: 12
Vitality: 6
Charisma: 1

Bio: Very sketchy, seems to cross reference Peter Pan & a place called Neverland. Says he must kill all the pirates. He is believed to have lived the majority of his life in and around Santa Barbara buying lots and lots of antiques. His fighting skills have a very artistic nature and its clear there is a lot of dance heritage that must have been practiced in many studios across the country. Started fighting very late in life and now devotes any free time to perfecting his signature finisher - Earthbound.

Entrance Theme: Kanye West - Jesus walks
Entrance: Stomping purposeful stride, with lots of stopping & standing still followed by much pointing and nodding.

Wrestling style: Agile Trickster: In the ring, the man is possessed with lots of speed and tricks up his sleeves.

Finishing Move: Earthbound - The simple yet effective spinning pile driver
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Height: 
Disposition: (Good/Bad/Neutral) 

Description & Outfit: 

Personality: 

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30) 

Strength: 
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Dix » Sat Nov 08, 2014 2:48 pm

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Name: Dixon
Hometown: Manchester, England
Age: 27
Height: 6'7
Disposition: Bad 

Description & Outfit: Bald head with scars across both his face and body, gang tattoo on his back. Attire is shirtless with black jeans and boots.

Personality: Thrives on pain, often making him stronger. Uncontrollable and generally a loner, acts on his own instinct and trusts nobody.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30) 

Strength: 10
Speed: 6
Vitality: 13 
Charisma: 1 

Bio: Dixon grew up in a rough part of Manchester in a difficult family. His father was often violent towards him, and this made him despise anything and anybody and left him essentially without friends his entire life. Getting expelled from every school he ever went to for violent behaviour, in one case breaking the headteachers jaw, Dixon found himself in the streets, and it was until he was picked up by a gang and used as a hitman learning several different fighting styles and training himself to ignore the feeling of pain attempting to gain his attention in order to make him fearless in how he fights, as well as shouting the word 'More' as a mantra and using laughter as a means for turning pain away and into his own strength. After much of his gang was taken in after a bust, Dixon was brought into SCW as his skills as a fighter were noted and they brought him through their developmental system.

Entrance Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJQIx2jHPxQ
Entrance: Walks the entire way with fists clenched staring at the ring.

Wrestling style: Brawler/Hardcore

Finishing Move: Headbutt (various(so could be diving, could just be standing) 
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Drakeknight » Sat Nov 08, 2014 9:43 pm

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Name: Austin Star
Hometown: Toronto, Canada
Age: 23
Height: 6' 1"
Disposition: Good

Description & Outfit: Shaggy ash-blond hair caps chiselled features and bright blue eyes. His heroic frame is usually adorned with a denim jacket over his trademark shirt bearing a golden, five-pointed star. Not blessed with fashion sense, he also wears blue denim jeans, held up with a star-shaped belt buckle.

Personality: Austin Star is the babiest of faces; polite to a fault and always friendly. He is also stupidly brave, ready to stand up for the little guy and fight the unfair at the drop of a hat. 

Attribute Points: 

Strength: 8
Speed: 6
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 9

Bio: Born to a happy Canadian family, Austin got his start in fighting defending his siblings from playground bullies. After being encouraged to fight in more sporting contexts, Austin knew he was headed for the ring. After two stints at OWF, Austin has learned the value of keeping a cool head and, along with his fan-cum-manager Dawn Harris, plans to bring his brand of cheer, showmanship, and ass-kicking to SCW

Entrance Theme: The Power of Love by Huey Lewis and the News (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WK0z87WrhGo)
Entrance: Skateboards onto the ramp amidst huge bursts of yellow pyro. Kicks the board up into his hand to toss either to a hand or, sometimes, a lucky fan. After he sets off down the ramp to interact with fans, Dawn begins to follow behind him. Once Austin is done distributing badges, hugs, and high-fives to fans, he hands off his jacket to Dawn and clears the ropes into the ring. 

Wrestling style: Brawler

Finishing Move: Shooting Star (Clothesline from Hell) / Supernova (Reverse Somersault Neckbreaker)
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:52 am

Sweet, I've made you both in the game and attempted to mimic as much of what you wanted as possible. Depending on how many people sign up will determine the size of the first shows tournament.

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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by ABoxerWhoIsPacifist » Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:58 am

Sent mine via PM.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Sun Nov 09, 2014 2:07 am

Get a few more names in and I’ll begin this early. In the meantime, I am working on your wrestlers within 2K14 and shall be uploading entrances onto a channel over the next few days. That way you can admire your athletes as they make their way down the ring in SCW! I do look forward to seeing what creativity comes from you all in the future of SCW.

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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Ash » Sun Nov 09, 2014 11:17 am

Let's give this a go then:

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Name: Alex Braun
Hometown: Chicago, IL
Age: 28
Height: 6'2"
Disposition: Bad 

Description & Outfit: Bit of a badass. Has shoulder-length brown hair. Slightly overweight but still quite muscle-y. Wears a pair of blue denim jeans and nothing else.

Personality: He is everything wrestling fans hate. He's always ignorant to the fans, never granting them photos or autographs should he be bumped into whilst out in public. He feels as though he's better than everybody and doesn't have time for people he deems unworthy.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30) 

Strength: 9
Speed: 7
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 7

Bio: Born on the streets of Chicago to a drug addict mother and alcoholic father, Braun has had to fight for everything in his life, meaning fighting is now part of his DNA. After turning 16, Braun decided to make the move to Japan to hone his craft in wrestling, focusing solely on becoming the best. He's now turned to SCW to continue that, and won't stop until he's at the top.

Entrance Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xFcxnQ0nsts
Entrance: Walks slowly to the ring, not bothering to interact with the crowd.

Wrestling style: Brawler

Finishing Move: The Braun Legacy (Jacknife Powerbomb)/Braun Supremacy (Double Underhook DDT)
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Bix » Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:37 pm

Name: Michael J Michaelson (signs documents as MJ Michaelson)
Hometown: Santa Barbara
Age: confirms his age to be 56, although he seems puzzled.
Height: 1m 75
Disposition: Neutral

Description & Outfit: Very Pale skin and black wavy hair in an extremely silly long middle parting. Always smiling and has a very slender physique .. but, possesses some kind of hidden inner strength. Talks very little but what noises can be heard are very high pitched and somewhat audible. Wears the shiniest, white socks and vest. Trousers are black and he can be seen sporting a very clean cut shiny black jacket at times. Also has very weird stubble and has been known to shape this into crazy designs. Occasionally he is seen wearing white or sparkly gloves and has developed an annoying tendency to lose one whilst getting changed in amongst his array of antiques.

Personality: Keeps himself to himself until ring time. Has developed a fascination with human anatomy particularly brains and internal organs. For some reason he hates the song Heal the World .. all of his closest allies constantly try and find out why this song drives him mad. He also loves Coke Zero and is very expressive after every can. It seems he wanted to get into fighting much earlier than he did and now resents quite a lot of things in general. Quietness and/or high pitched simple banter get him through life. He seems transformed into a new persona on fight days.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30)

Strength: 11
Speed: 12
Vitality: 6
Charisma: 1

Bio: Very sketchy, seems to cross reference Peter Pan & a place called Neverland. Says he must kill all the pirates. He is believed to have lived the majority of his life in and around Santa Barbara buying lots and lots of antiques. His fighting skills have a very artistic nature and its clear there is a lot of dance heritage that must have been practiced in many studios across the country. Started fighting very late in life and now devotes any free time to perfecting his signature finisher - Earthbound.

Entrance Theme: Kanye West - Jesus walks
Entrance: Stomping purposeful stride, with lots of stopping & standing still followed by much pointing and nodding.

Wrestling style: Agile Trickster: In the ring, the man is possessed with lots of speed and tricks up his sleeves.

Finishing Move: Earthbound - The simple yet effective spinning pile driver
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Mon Nov 10, 2014 5:17 am

I have a few other people interested and I am waiting on there entry forms to be completed before I set up the first card and show!

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Post by AlterntiveAntagonist » Mon Nov 10, 2014 7:11 am

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Name: Killian J. Killmore
Hometown: Dublin, Ireland
Age: 21
Height: 5"6
Disposition: Good

Description & Outfit: Has a fierce mop of red hair to compliment his hot blooded nature. His lithe frame makes him quite a slippery target and is often adorned with furs and fake skulls to make him look like a barbarian of old.

Personality: Despite a rough manner of speech and a thuggish face, Killian will befriend and ally with anyone. Extremely hot blooded in fights. He also has a particular fondness for mythology.

Attribute Points: (Allowed 30) 

Strength: 7
Speed: 11
Vitality: 7
Charisma: 5

Bio: Discovering his love of fighting from the early age of 6, Killian would often challenge packs of older kids to fights and claim that they were friends when he beat them. With his lack of success in his academic studies, Killian went on to study acrobatic luchadore inspired techniques to become a sport wrestle fighter in SCW and befriend everyone there.

Entrance Theme: You're My Best Friend - Queen (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HaZpZQG2z10)
Entrance: Runs a circle around the ring, high fiving and giving gifts to fans before vaulting straight into the ring and hurling his fur to the crowd.

Wrestling style: Acrobatic

Finishing Move: Gáe Bulg (Frog Splash)
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Mon Nov 10, 2014 1:55 pm

Nice to have you join us AA! You are welcome to begin RPing whenever, just at an awkward number to plan the first show. I am sure one or two more names may join once they see things a bit more active. :)

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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Drakeknight » Mon Nov 10, 2014 9:38 pm

Let's get this roleplay on the roadplay

Good Morning, Starshine

“On your feet, soldier.”

Austin pulled the sheet tighter around his body and rolled away, “You're not my commanding officer.”

“No, but I am your manager.” Seeing this have no effect, Dawn yanked the covers away from Austin's grip, “We've got training to do, so get ready.” She strode to the door and looked over her shoulder before leaving “Nice boxers, by the way.”

*

“Needs work.” Dawn observed from the turnbuckle of the training ring.

Austin rested his hands on his knees, panting next to the dummy, “Come on! That was good!”

“You have been slacking.” Dawn pointed accusingly.

“Nuh-uh!” Austin leaned back, hands on hips, stretching, “Go out onto the street and bring in the biggest guy you can find. I'll kick his ass.”

“I don't doubt it. But you're not gonna be fighting guys off the streets. You're fighting wrestlers.” Dawn examined her nails, “And you're not as young as you once were, you know.”

“I'm twenty-three!” He wheezed, incredulous.

“There'll be wrestlers younger! And the older ones have experience on you. So don't take for granted that you can beat any of them. Now come on, get back into it.”

“Remember when we first met-” An elbow smash to the dummy, “And you were a fawning little fangirl-” A spinning heel kick, “Always reverent and in awe?” A jumping high kick before a shooting star rocked the dummy and sent it to the mat.

“Yeah?”

“I miss those times.” He smiled up at Dawn, who hopped down from the turnbuckle.

“You have earned your morning coffee.” She said as she crossed to the door, “Milk, no sugar?”

“What? You knew my coffee order before you met me, you know I take crea-” Dawn cut Austin a look and raised an eyebrow, “Yeah, milk no sugar is fine.”

“Keep running drills until I get back and I'll think about sweetener.”

*

As they walked through the building, Austin with his sweetened coffee and Dawn with a frappucino, unfamiliar grips and techies and various others in black shirts, sometimes wielding clipboards, scuttled past them.

“It's like an antfarm.” Dawn observed.

“Yup. Exciting, isn't it?” Austin took a sip of coffee and made a face.

“Honestly? This is close to the happiest I've ever been. It's only just edged out by when you made me manager and when I moved out of my dad's place.” She smiled up at Austin, and he clapped a friendly hand on her shoulder.

They hadn't been walking with any particular aim, and they found themselves at the opening at the top of the ramp. They looked down to the empty ring, watched over by empty seats, both waiting to be filled. Austin took a sip of coffee.

“It's good to be back.”
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by ABoxerWhoIsPacifist » Mon Nov 10, 2014 11:46 pm

MaCaW
One

Strange, isn't it?
How things can turn upside down.
I mean, one minute your a respected individual on a healthy salery, the next your an unhealthy lunatic seen as an outcast. Funny, right?
*laughs*
HA HA HA, very funny.
But what can do this to a person?
A near-fatal chemical accident you say?
What about a traumatic event in their persnel life?
No.
Pure and utter evil.
Yes that's it, complete malevolence.
Not everything needs an explanation.
Some things just...are.
Nothing you can do about them.
Some believe they can have a say in their destiny.
Wrong.
You are who you are before you take a step on this pitiful planet.
No changing that.
All destiny is is death.
Everyone's destiny is to live and die.
An eternel cycle of nothingness.
But lets get back to that earlier point I made.
You know, the one about people believing they can have a say in their destiny?
That one.
Anyways, what I'm trying to put across to hear is that some people are stubborn.
Arrogant.
Persistent.
No matter how many times I explain it to them, they just.don't.listen.
Now, I see myself as more of a preacher and a saviour rather then a 'homocidal maniac' as others have chosen to describe me.
Funny what happened to those people.
Funny.
Those 'free spirits' who don't accept my teachings confound me.
I mean, I'm giving you the answer, but you're refusing to acknowledge the question.
Life doesn't matter.
Actions do, however.
And actions speak louder then words.
So, in light of this, I have decided to take action.
Agree with me, great, we'll get along just wrong.
Disagree, however, and don't be surprised when destiny turns around and clips you on the back of the ear.
And I shall be the hand of destiny.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Tue Nov 11, 2014 6:17 am

So I’ve decided that if don’t get the desired amount of players by this Friday, I’ll still continue ahead of plan and schedule match ups for the tournament on Sunday. Gives you guys plenty of time to learn about your potential opponents! Ideally I'd need another two/three names to join, so we can have an eight man bracket (three names would prevent me having to use the filler wrestler Jacob) and determine a true champion over the coming weeks.

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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Bix » Tue Nov 11, 2014 9:07 am

Michael J Michaelson

Beginnings


Michael scratched his head, swung his mass of black curls to the left and rose from his scruffy looking poor excuse for a bed. He sat there for ages, then managed to get to his feet. His head hung down, face covered with his hair .. he slowly plodded to the fridge. Opening the door, it was apparent what he was after .. there must be over a hundred cans of the stuff. He stuck his hand in not really caring where it went and grabbed one of the cans. Already a sense of relief and purpose could be seen on his face. He opened the can and took several big gulps and then gritted his teeth and squeezed the can a little. This daily routine was important to him now. The liquid seemingly triggering memories of a past spent in a way he really never wanted. He stood by the fridge for a few more seconds to admire his can formation and the 15 or so neat lines he had created.

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Now swinging his black jacket on he was ready to take on the world, or just whoever was unlucky enough to be his sparring partner, at the gym downtown in Santa Barbara. He really cared nothing for his neighbourhood, he was sure that they didn't really care about anything anyway and kept himself to himself as he made his way to the gym .. and then even more slowly, he made his way through the front door and towards ringside.

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Through the ropes and onto the ring's surface, a deep set emotion took over his state of mind .. Why had he not thought of all this sooner? Why only now had he discovered an art form of real power? He swung a few air punches and rocked his head from side to side agressively. He had almost habitually started bouncing .. and the pace of his moves was increasing every second now. Anger manifesting itself within his brain and forcing itself into his limbs. Not evil but towards anyone, or anything: good, bad, indifferent, he hated it all.

'Ready .. yes I'm ready' Michael almost squealed.

his sparring partner, Steve, smiled as if to show an exaggerated confidence ... that he thought this was going to be easy.

"I'm ready" was the markedly deeper response from the other corner.

Michael could only picture the smile now. Was he laughing at me ? Was he making fun of my voice ? Did he even care about this art ? It serious, Its dangerous, Its 'off the wall' artistic.

'I'll punish you'

He accidentally uttered.

Steve's smile grew.

Michael gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He said no more words ... . instead he readied himself for the next bit.

-

Stepping back through the ropes and out of the ring, Michael was hot and extremely thirsty. He reached inside his jacket and pulled a Coke Zero out. He gulped and gulped and emptied the can. Over his shoulder two medical personnel were knelt in the ring, tending to Steve, who was flat out on his back in almost a star shape.

Michael continued walking and pushed straight through the front door. More tomorrow .. he thought to himself. More tomorrow and the next day .. Maybe he was bad, maybe it was just human nature to feel like that .. Why won't they just Leave Me Alone ! he almost said out loud as he climbed the stairs to his apartment.

There would certainly be more tomorrow, of that he was sure.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Dix » Wed Nov 12, 2014 12:16 am

The blood trickled out, as though it were desperate to escape from his head, dripping down onto the sink in between the fingers of Dixon. He wiped at his scalp, brushing away the gushing blood from his cleanly shaven head. Ever since he'd been picked up my Dominic's gang, Dixon had always kept his head cleanly shaven, and the more battered the better as far as he was concerned, his skull left engraved with shaving cuts and scars. If people saw that he cared little for his appearance and skin, they'd realise that he'd probably care even less for their wellbeing, so it was always a sure way of making his victims think twice before messing with him. Bringing his hand back down from the top of head he notices the red stain of blood across his palm, causing him to let out a droll grin as he clenches his fist together, leaving the blood to be imprinted in his hand. The sight of his own blood had always amused Dixon, maybe not as much as seeing others bleed at his expense, but the idea that he should be feeling pain when really it just made him feel stronger and more ready to fight often gave him a kind of ironic, twisted pleasure. Almost as if he were some sort of god of pain.

Slapping his face with both hands a couple of times before letting a rough grunt, clashing his teeth together. Dixon felt readier than he had ever been. He'd been in the developmental brand of SCW for nearly 2 years. He never struggled, but in his first match he'd almost gotten himself kicked out and back into prison for nearly killing a fellow debutante in a singles match. He faced 18 months suspension from the show and was put into rehabilitation to stop him beating the literal eton mess out of whoever he faced without any thought for the rules. Following his suspension and rehabilitation training he went undefeated for 6 whole months. In an almost mocking fashion he attacked anybody in the roster who even dared speak his name, attracting a lot of attention from the main SCW rosters chief executives for his dominance. Dixon knew this was absolutely all he needed, and within those 6 months of returning, found himself being drafted into the main roster, making him retire his developmental brand title while undefeated.

Staring back at his face in the mirror, Dixon knew that now was the time for him to prove himself to the scumbags of the consumerist world that watched SCW. He knew now that he'd spent far too long in the real world of crime and violence, and to the people he was nothing else to them other than "some petty crook who can throw a punch". This do-gooder society that he had been forced into knew nothing of the real world that he himself had come from. They don't know true suffering, hatred or pain like he does. They don't know how to cope for themselves outside of a ring. Dixon smirked, a sudden realisation coming to his head.

"I can teach them..."

Grabbing onto his helmet as he spun around and marched his way through his house and out of the front door, climbing onto his Harley Davidson and revving the engine, Dixon knew what he had to do. He knew he had to make an impact they wouldn't forget. He knew he had to make them regret ever trying to change him with corporate rules and boundaries. He knew that he had to deliver absolute punishment to anyone and everyone in his wake, and he craved it. Revving his engine once more before his bike jolted forward into motion, the motor roaring with energy as if it were reacting to his thought process. Dixon grinded his teeth together with a crushed smile. It was time for SCW to feel his pain.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by AlterntiveAntagonist » Thu Nov 13, 2014 3:18 pm

Friendship! What a PURE and WONDERFUL energy! Friends grow together and make eachother STRONGER! Friends support eachother no matter how far away they are! And friends never let eachother down! All in all, there is nothing FRIENDSHIP cannot do!

...It's just a shame I'm the only one here who thinks like that, really. The wrestlers of SCW are (mostly) what I'd have to describe as BAD BOYS. Human trash who like to hurt the weak purely for fun. BUT! I won't give up hope for our friendship!

No matter how many times you knock me down, I'll get right back up! Friendship is about accepting the flaws of the other person and MAKING them into a better individual! It's not "Will this guy become my friend?" but rather "How can I make this guy my friend", yar?

I am Killian Killmore, the man who will befriend all wrestlers! And you're up first!
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by ABoxerWhoIsPacifist » Thu Nov 13, 2014 4:07 pm

MaCaW
Two

Their ruffling feathers.
Their sharp talons on the ends of their mandible-like feet.
Their vast palette of colours.
All their different shapes and sizes.
Birds.
How I loathe and admire them.
I know that's an unusual comment, but bear with me here.
These flying feathers were my idols as a child.
Yes, some people have Jordan while others have Mother Theresa, I have the multitude of birds that exist on this planet.
I envied how they could go what they want, be what they want and do whatever the hell they want.
For a six year old child, this was all I ever wanted.
And yet, it is the precise reason I loathe them.
As I may have previously touched upon, my disgust for those who think they can control their destiny.
Destiny, controllable?
These same imbeciles are the same ones supporting celebrities as idols.
The same ones who can make a man kicking a ball a big deal.
The same ones who go on and on and on about a "free country" and "modern society".
Fools.
They don't know the meaning of the word 'priorities'.
Heck, they probably don't even know what they're meant to do on this forsaken little slice of Hell called Earth.
Back to birds, they are like the reincarnation of these idiots.
They control their own destiny.
How can they control that?
By making the 'right' choices in life.
'What goes around comes around'.
'Karma' and all that other crap that comes out of them.
'Karma' won't save you when your back's against the wall.
'What goes around comes around' won't apply when a bullet is put through your head.
Making the 'right' choices doesn't cure Cancer.
However.
Medicine cures Cancer.
And for this particuler Cancer, I think I may have found the antidote.
Eradication.
Get rid of the cause, and the problem will no longer exist.
Excuse me, while I 'take care' of my parrot.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Bix » Thu Nov 13, 2014 8:01 pm

Michael J Michaelson

Startin' Somethin'


"Ready" an attempt to deepen his voice was apparent. Michael was clearly trying to conform to his surroundings in the gym.

"Why'd you do that ?!" Fred instantly demanded.

Fred was Steve's older cousin and had talked Steve into trying out to be a wrestler, coaxing him into actual sparring and practice sessions. Steve had been full of arrogance following his success as an off the record 'debt collector'. However, it was unlikely that he would be doing any kind of work for a while, after his session with Michael.

Michael stood in the corner, vision glazed over as though convicted and awaiting his sentence.

"You're no unbreakable, speed demon .. why you look like a frail, past-it rockstar, and a bad one at that ! hahahahaha"

'Here we go again' Michael thought to himself. 'Judging me .. .. why, why , why ? .. I came to practice not defend myself with my tongue. I came to hone my skills .. Is it just human nature to slag-off the opposition before you can see how dangerous they are?'

"I said I was ready" , the high pitched angriness of Michael's tone almost startled Fred.

"Hell yeah I'm ready" came the reply. He charged at Michael intent on doing some damage.

Michael swung quickly to the right and so quickly that Fred missed completely and collided with the corner post. Michael tilted his head and smiled. He had already delivered a suitable starting defence for this match-up. Undeterred, Fred now in reaching distance clawed out at Michael's head with his left hand. MJ dropped to the ground and then rolled to the side. Fred followed with a lunge of his right fist. This time Michael caught the lunge and twisted Fred's arm and sent him into the ropes. Although painful for him, this only briefly showed on Fred's face who was now full of rage. Forgetting Michael's speed he ran at him again. MJ had launched into an audacious drop kick, virtually horizontal to the mat and connected with Fred's chest. Michael landed superbly by the side of the felled and very shaken Fred.

'for god's sake this guys got power' Fred thought, and he was by now starting to feel very daunted. His heart wanted him to carry on, he was here for vengeance damn it! His head, now aching, was telling him to do something else. He slapped the mat a few times and sat up, shaking his head as much as could.

Michael smiled. He had already begun his departure from the ring. He grabbed the can from behind his corner post and chugged the whole thing clean down .. letting out a sigh as the last drops passed his lips. Another good session, but he still needed more chance to practice his Earthbound. It wasn't a Zangief style crazy manoeuvre ... It was like his dream. Locking the enemy in position and then leaping into a spin. One full rotation to dis-orientate the opponent, followed by the power and pain as their own body weight crashes down on the top of their head. Maybe Earthbound would never get to be practiced before the real thing. 'oh well, it's just another part of me' .. he reflected & nodded to himself.

"Hey look man, I see now, I see .. This is your thing, this is what you do .. you're good, keep doing it man!" Fred had seen the power inside and couldn't contain his feelings.


He would keep doing this, Michael knew he would. His path had been made, he just needed to walk it.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Starting Soon As Possible

Post by Tentacle » Fri Nov 14, 2014 11:40 pm

Seems we may have a very small tournament, but alas I am fine with that. Should make things a bit more competitive when I announce the matches on Sunday unless we somehow get more members by than.

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Post by Drakeknight » Sat Nov 15, 2014 8:52 pm

Starburst

It had been a tough day of training, but Austin knew he needed it. He was thankful to Dawn for working him so hard, because now he was back in the swing of things. He pulled the signature denim jacket out of his locker and pulled it on. No sooner had he begun to reach for the locker door to shut it than he found himself instinctively ducking and heel and turning to catch the leg of the attacker.

“Dawn? What are you doing?” He let go of her ankle and she staggered back to a standing position.

“Well, you know, you've been kind of a magnet for backstage attacks in the past,” She tucker hair behind her ear, “And I wanted to make sure you were prepared.”

“Well I appreciate the concern Dawn, but don't you think you could have given me some warning?” He finished shutting the locker.

“Wouldn't that kind of defeat the purpose of making sure you're ready for a surprise attack?” She put her hands on her hips as Austin thought about this.

“Okay yeah, but still. If I hadn't heard you come in you could have done some serious damage.” His tone was stern and fatherly.

“I'm flattered that you think I'm that strong.” Austin was, in fact, not misplacing his worry – she was no technical marvel or great presence in a fight, but fighting against her hurt, “But the point is you heard me, teeny tiny me in my sneakers being sneaky, trying to get the drop on you. There's no way some hulking dude in jackboots is gonna be quieter than me.” She gave him a friendly pat on the arm, “You're a hundred percent safe, boss.”

“You're too right. I was about to do a number on your leg before I saw it was you.” He tried to be forceful, but his features melted and his voice thawed, “Just be more careful, okay? I could have hurt you.”

“No harm no foul, right?” She beamed at him as they began to walk out.

“By the way, you realise this is the men's locker room, right? You aren't allowed in here.”
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Post by Tentacle » Sun Nov 16, 2014 4:58 pm

Now due to the awkward number of members we currently have and with Jacob Class merely designed to be a filler jobber for future shows, I have had to make this a rather odd tournament in terms of structure. Instead of direct elimination upon defeat, we shall have instead two triple threat matches. The twist is that the person pinned in those matches will become the man eliminated from the tournament and the remaining four names shall go on to semi-final placements. Hopefully once the first show passes by the game may gather a little more attention and traction, who knows? For now, the matches for next weekend:

Triple Threat:
Michael J Michaelson vs. Killian J. Killmore vs. Macaw

Triple Threat:
Alex Braun vs. Dixon vs. Austin Star

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Post by ABoxerWhoIsPacifist » Mon Nov 17, 2014 1:32 pm

MaCaW
Three

The arena was full of chatter. The SCW universe were expecting there new superstars to be showcased tonight, they couldn't wait.

Suddenly, the lights went out. A deafening silence descended. After an agonizing wait, the opening bars of New World Sound's Flue began. As the main melody begins at the 45 second mark, the lights come on and a person in a long, black, flowing cloak appears at the top of the ramp. They stand motionless, with a flute held up to where there mouth probably is, although their face cannot be seen behind the hood of the cloak. They then start down the ramp, as the song starts building up for the drop. He enters the ring, walking up to a turnbuckle. He pauses for a moment. He climbs up onto the turnbuckle and as the drop hits, takes off the hood and poses not for the crowd, but for his own ego. However the spectators do not realize this, showering him in cheers. He gets off the turnbuckle and repeats the same pattern for the other turnbuckles, finishing with the last turnbuckle on the second drop. It was a long entrance, but the fans adored him.

But for how much longer?

Instead of getting down from the last turnbuckle, he flipped his position and sat cross-legged, facing the center of the ring. A mic was handed up to him. He looks downwards, as if in thought. Then, he speaks.

"How are you all tonight, ha?" questioned Macaw. The universe responded with an electrifying pop.

"Well that's great, something to cheer up your meaningless lives," he said with a scoff. The audience wasn't sure what to make of this change in character. However, a minority did, showering him with boos.

"Ah, shut up. Your wasting your breath as well as your time. People have come to see me, not some obese 40 year old living with his parents." he said snidely. This time the crowd did know what to make of him, heckling and berating for a good teen seconds, even cutting Macaw off when he tried to speak.

"Did your parents ever teach you manners? Very rude to cut off your superiors when they try to speak. Honestly, you'd think they'd be nicer without money, but it certainly doesn't seem the case."

"Anyways enough eton mess for a moment, why am I out here now?" he beckons the crowd. No response.

"Very lively bunch, aren't we?" he mumbles under his breath. "Well, I'm here to talk to you about something, a little something called destiny." He slows down before he says "destiny" to give a dramatic effect.

"And, what I mean by destiny," he continues," is how we can't do anything about it." This is met with odd looks throughout the stadium.

"Now I don't know if you saw my earlier transmissions, but if you did you lucky duck, you will know what I'm on about."

"Y'see, people seem to have this crazy idea that you "choose your own destiny"." He assists crazy with erratic hand movements.

"None of what I have said thus far is new for those who know about me, but I'm talking to the even greater imbeciles at the moment." More boos, as Macaw had both wanted and expected. "I'm just getting them up to speed."

"So anyways, my match. Triple Threat, VERSUS MICHAEL J MICHAELSON AND KILLIAN J. KILLMORE!" he announces as if he was doing an advertisement for the match.

"Have you guys never heard of these buffoons either, 'cause I haven't!" Macaw jokes, though it seems no one found it funny.

"Ah get a sense of humor, that was funny. Let us discuss both of these cretins in detail, shall we?" The crowd recognized this as a rhetorical question.

"First up, Killian J. Killmore of IRELAND." he says in a mocking, stereotypical Irish accent.

"Apparently, he wants to be friends with everyone and that I'm first. Well, I'm so afraid." he pretends to cower, saying "so afraid" in a fearful voice.

"Now, let's get serious for a moment. What minuscule chance, if any, does this peasant have of surviving an attack from me, let alone winning the match. I'm sure he'd be thrilled with even a second so he can progress." cackles Macaw derisively.

"Onto my other opponent now, Michael J. Michaelson. I'm sure everyone wants to "Be Like Mike", but it's certainly not this one!" Macaw says rolling in laughter at his own joke. He was in stitches before he finished the sentence. Again, he was alone on the humerus side of it.

"C'mon people, I'm a funny guy!" he protested. None seemed to agree.

"Look, to round things off, I'll say this: I'm extremely confident going into my match."

And with that, Macaw got off the turnbuckle, placed the mic in the center of the ring, posed for a moment and proceeded to walk back into the locker room, followed by Flute and a hail of boos.
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Post by Drakeknight » Tue Nov 18, 2014 2:36 pm

Ascendant

Austin looked to the door with trepidation. OWF had been big, but it had been a while ago. All he could hear was the opening of the Power of Love. He had no idea how the crowd was reacting, if at all. Would anyone even recognise him?

Dawn handed him the mic, “Knock 'em dead, boss.”

Austin nodded and walked out.

It was not a big cheer; it wasn't even the biggest welcoming cheer Austin had gotten. Of the OWF fans who still remembered him, perhaps only a handful were in the SCW audience right now. But they were loud and they had clearly been waiting. The cheer broke out as soon as he came into view, and he broke out into a smile. And because a crowd catches on quickly and nobody wants to feel left out, soon most of the place was giving some form of applause with various degrees of enthusiasm and recognition. To his delight, as he strode down giving out high-fives and handshakes, a young man with a baseball cap bearing a star caught his eye, cheering loudly at the other barrier. He crossed the ramp and carefully removed the pin from the front of his jacket, a golden little five-point star, and handed it to the boy, who took it reverently.

Unheard by the rest of the stadium, the boy exclaimed “Thank you!”

Equally unheard, Austin replied, “No, kid, thank you.” with a warm smile, before finishing his journey to the ring, completing one lap of greetings to the fans around it before climbing in. He stood in the centre, waiting for the cheers to die down. It didn't take long.

“Hey guys.” He beamed up at the crowd, “Thank you very much for a very warm welcome. You sure know how to make a guy feel at home. To those of you who recognise me, I'm flattered, and I'm glad to have you with me in this new venture.” There was a small answering cheer from the diehard fans. He thought, perhaps, that he saw a banner raised that he'd seen back in his OWF days, “To those of you that don't, hi, I'm Austin Star, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I've been wrestling for about half a decade now, and let me tell you, it never gets any less exciting for me to come out here and put on a show for lovely folks like yourselves.” There was a larger cheer of acknowledgement.

He crossed to the edge of the ring and motioned for a hand to pass him up a steel chair, “Now, most of you sports fans will know that a surprising number of wrestlers like to come and pontificate about some thing or another,” He took the chair and set it up in the middle of the ring, “Usually about some grand idea like pain or chaos. And all it ever really amounts to is a way for them to say how great they are, and as an excuse for them to be bullies. Am I right?” A brief cheer of assent, “Right. And those of you that know me will know that I like to subject said speeches to a bit of critical analysis.” He sat down in the chair, a foot resting on the opposite knee, “And even though fate has not decided that I'll have the pleasure of facing Mr Macaw at this week's double triple threat, I would like to take a look at his philosophy.”

“He poses an interesting notion; that our destiny is laid out before us and that we have no say in it. Now obviously, if this is the case, there can be no such thing as free will. But then, we must ask, why does it feel like we have free will if we don't?” Austin shrugged, “I'm no great thinker. Possibly he means simply that at any decision, we would never make any choice other than the one we make. Put a choice before someone, and if they had the same knowledge going in, they'd respond the same way every time. And that's not too unreasonable of a notion. You put a fallen man in front of me, and assuming I'm not in a match against him at the time, and every time I'll help him up. Of course, every time, I could kick him while he's down, if I wanted to. But that's not the person I am, so it's never the choice I'll make.”

Austin stood up and folded the chair, tucking it under one arm, “But does that mean a bad person can never reform? I don't think it has to. Because every time, you have the choice. There's nothing real stopping you from being the better person. Nothing but you. You choose the person you wanna be.” He handed the chair back to the hand.

“So that's my message for you today, folks. Decide what person you wanna be, and make the choices they'd make. Destiny's not gonna stop you. Thank you very much for having me.” He gave a polite nod and ducked under the ropes, then turned, “Oh, and if Mr Killmore really does want to make friends with everybody, I'd be happy to grab coffee sometime.”

He threw up a peace sign to the crowd, then retreated back up the ramp.
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Re: Super Championship Wrestling - Looking For Participants

Post by Ash » Fri Nov 21, 2014 10:07 pm

Silence...

Silence.
It's a funny thing.
You see, silence is the absence of sound.
Yet somehow, complete silence can convey ideas which speaking could never achieve.
Sometimes, silence is golden.
Sometimes, it's bliss.
Sometimes, you never want the world to be silent again.
I'm coming...
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