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Post by Rock N' Roll God on Dec 28, 2023 19:13:55 GMT -6
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Post by Chris King on Jan 26, 2024 15:48:59 GMT -6
Ooc: sorry it’s so short… life got busy this month.
The following is paid for by greatness. They are the best faction in wrestling today. Anyone who doesn’t believe that they are either dumb or they have no class.
“So gentlemen!” Matt yelled as he lowered his copy of the newspaper down and looks at his younger brothers.
Adam is texting someone and Rob is doing pull-ups and counting out loud.
“Ahem!” Matt exclaimed as he cleared his throat and Adam chuckled a bit.
“Something funny?” Matt asked Adam as he glares at him.
“What? (Adam looks up and Matt) this funny cat video on YouTube man.” Adam said as he shows the video of a cat playing chopsticks with chopsticks.
Matt tries so hard not to laugh as he smirks.
“We have a big match coming in like four days man. We have to be ready for it. The ECWF trios championships. Us vs Reaper Crisis and The Kingdom.”
Matt explained as Adam shut off his phone and set it on the table next to him. Adam stands up and looks at his brother.
“Matt don’t worry man (Adam pats him on the shoulder) we got this and besides you know Rob is always ready for a fight.”
Adam said as Rob dropped down from down pull ups and downs a protein shake. Rob walks over and tilts his head to the side a bit.
“Oh yeah! I’m always ready to beat some dudes up.” Rob explains as he starts punching the air as Matt and Adam stare at him confused.
“Hey, I like my little brother's intensity.”
Matt said as he stood there and walks up to Rob.
“Brother you ready to take those titles. The titles that were made for our brothers. To show this company that gold and greatness go hand in hand.”
Matt stated getting Rob ready for their match.
“Please I mean who is in this match? The Kingdum? Mike's goons won’t even say more than seven words each then they’ll go back to whatever trailer park they came out of. They are the strangest group in the history of wrestling.”
Adam said with a scoff as he sat on their huge black leather sofa.
“Adam, chill man, look, we all know that Mike's crew is harmless. They won’t do anything in this match. They will talk a big game or pretend to talk one. Plus we also have the rumble to be in as well. We will have to stay remotely healthy in the match and avoid the high risk.”
Adam and Rob nod in agreement with Matt as they all three sit down and drink some bottles of water.
“I will do what is needed to make sure we walk out with those titles over our shoulders. This is what our family needs to continue momentum going into the rumble. The reapers are who we should focus on. They are good and we shouldn’t overlook them.”
Rob stated as he downs the rest of his water and crushes the bottle on his head. He throws the crushed bottle into the trash.
“Reaper Crisis does need a reality check. They have barely been champions that long. Although that’s what happens when your Hunters lap dogs. No disrespect to Mr. Powers. They didn’t show up on Mayhem and they are a disgrace and I for one am not going to sit back and allow them to keep gold that belongs in a better place. They are just three guys. We are a family and as a family. Our chemistry is head and shoulders above theirs. You got a roided up freak, a dude that looks like a Salvation Army theater performer and just some guy. We are high class and they are just kind of there. They beat the rouge horsemen and then the rouge horsemen just beat them. It’s over for the other teams in this match and you can take that to the bank!”
Adam stated as he pushes the camera over and it the scene fades to black
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