X-treme Wrestling Federation

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Mr. Yako: Mr. Chernikov, wake up. I have excellent news. It appears the XWF is hosting a rumble of sorts, and its winner will receive a title oppurtunity.

Samson:[groggy] Title? A most oppurtune moment indeed. We must make preparations at once. Tell me Yako, who is current champion we are pursuing?

His name is Tush, a formidable Intercontinental Champion.

Tush? I have not heard of this man. Matters not. XWF will know most supreme fighter soon enough. What of young Mr. Prince and Mr. Bourbon, will they be competing?

I see no reason they should not. Mr. Prince has been making quite a name for himself and Mr. Bourbon has been afflicted with the Devil's Tooth.

He is a man of God, it will not plague him long. I smile for young Mr. Prince, so full of ambition and promise, like me when younger. He will learn soon.

Quite. Now get out of bed lazy bones, we have much work to do.

What have you prepared for breakfast?
A meal of Goose eggs, deer bacon, a slab of Kobe, and a three pint of goat's milk.

Call the crew, this morning, we prepare for war.