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Post by Admin on Oct 20, 2019 23:15:13 GMT -6
 Ripley vs SamsonRoleplay Limit: ONERoleplay Deadline: Sunday, November 3, 2019 @ 1AM Central |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 1, 2019 2:43:25 GMT -6
" Sweet dreams are made of this Who am I to disagree? I͡ t̕rav͝e҉l͝ t͞h̢e҉ wor̡ld̛͞
And ̡t̴he͠ sev͏en seąs,̢ E͡ve̵͞r̀y͘͜b̢̡o̵dý̶̢'̀̕ş l͏̢́oo͞͠k̵̨͜i̛n͜͢͝g̕ ̡̛f́͡o͡͏r ́s҉̕ó͡mę̷̷t̡h͜iǹ̢͘g̕͜.̶̛ "
Not everything that... glitters is really... diamonds or rubies, or... gold.
And this is a... truth... that can be told by even the most... undiscerning... of miners.
The canary... sings... in it’s cage and... as they chip away, as they... toil... piece by piece in the, PITS OF THE EARTH, many a time as their PICK HITS ROCK and... breaks away the ore... many a time are they... momentarily tricked... deceived.
As SWEAT POURS AND CALLUSES FORM ... for a fleeting second through the dust they see it sparkle and they are...
Mesmerized...
CAPTIVATED.
Only for it to all end in the... blink of an eye.
As the canary continues to... sing... in it’s cage they, seek to make their name but when they wipe their brows and… PUT DOWN THEIR TOOLS and...
When they examine the results of their labor they see the COLD… HARD… TRUTH BEFORE THEIR EYES.
They thought they had... struck it rich but... upon inspection they realize they...
As the canary... sings... in it’s cage they realize they have been... taken in by the...
Glittery deceptions of...
FOOLS GOLD.
And as the canary... sings... in it’s cage they... PICK UP THEIR TOOLS and they...
Return to work.
Still in search of their name.
Still in search of their... fortune, their... treasure.
Only little do they know that they could, search to the... ENDS OF THE EARTH... to find it, they could... SLAVE AWAY... until the canary...
Until the canary...
UNTIL THE CANARY SINGS...
In it's cage...
No more.
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ripley
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Post by ripley on Nov 2, 2019 20:49:41 GMT -6
Inside of a dimly lit room Ripley walks out of the shadows carrying a folded steel chair while wearing the Ammo Television Championship around his waist. He stops in the center of the room where he unfolds the chair and slams it down with a loud clang before sitting on it. He sits hunched forward with an obviously irritated look on his face.
Ripley: I’ll be completely honest here, this week I haven’t been in the best of moods.
He rubs a hand down his face and beard.
Ripley: I’m not even sure how to address this situation but at last weeks ThrowDown Ginger Knox crossed a line. A line that I thought she wouldn’t but it’s probably my fault for thinking that. For weeks it’s been clear she has an obsession with me but I was hoping that I could finally get through to her to leave me alone. Looks like I was horribly wrong and now I have to deal with this issue now.
He takes a deep breath then lets it out.
Ripley: After Ginger forced herself on me during my match Alice was understandably pissed. I’ve explained this is all on Ginger but it was clear that Ginger is the one she’s pissed at. Still, I feel there’s a tension between us now. Are you happy with yourself Ginger?
He looks down and shakes his head.
Ripley: Then of course there’s after the match. Emily Falls just can’t stay away from me either huh? I’ll admit that Coven did keep their word and didn’t interfere with the match but they just couldn’t help getting in an attack afterwards. I bet Emily and DTI were eagerly waiting backstage to hit the ring. Sure Emily got a good hit on me but what her and her friends don’t realize is she just dug her own grave. What? They think she still has a shot of taking this championship from me? Was that what that attack was supposed to be about? If so it was a waste of time. I’ve already proven twice now that I’m better than her. Her parents need to have a serious conversation with her about how it’s dangerous what she’s doing. Hopefully though this week I don’t have to worry about her and her friends.
He leans back in the chair.
Ripley: So, it finally happens. Ripley versus Samson.
He rubs his beard and grins.
Ripley: I haven’t forgotten about you, Samson. How on the night when I beat three wrestlers to become the first Ammo Television Champion you poofed into the ring. Gave everyone a scare didn’t you? Well ever since that night I was wondering when I’d meet you in the ring.
He leans forward looking into the camera.
Ripley: Unfortunately for you you’re going to meet me while I’m in a not so pleasant mood. I know to a big scary guy like you that might not mean anything but you should take it seriously because believe me when my patience is worn thin that’s when people start to get hurt. Normally I’d be excited going into a match like this but after this week I’m looking to tear you apart as quickly as possible. You may think that my anger is going to cause me to lose focus but you’d be wrong. My anger gives me focus.
He reaches behind his back and undoes the Ammo Television Championship then holds it out towards the camera.
Ripley: You’re probably thinking I don’t deserve this and that you can take it from me, aren't you? Well, you’re wrong. I’m sure you’re going to put up a fight Sunday but that’s the closest you’re going to get it this gold. I’ve been at this for a while now and I’ve seen your type plenty of times. You are an interesting guy but you’re going to need more than mind games to survive our match, Samson.
He tosses the championship onto his left shoulder.
Ripley: Wish I was feeling like my usual self for our match but I’m going to show you and everyone else on Ammo why I’m at the top. It’s not going to be pretty what I do to you but it’s nothing personal.
He pats the Ammo Television Championship as the scene fades out.
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