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Equinox Offline
Mr. Ratings



XWF FanBase:
Kids, women, some teens

(fighting the odds; helps others; disliked by adult males)


#1
03-11-2016, 07:06 AM

The man know as Equinox is sitting on a park bench, heaving after a good sprint, but still frustrated due to Amazon not delivering his right purchase. He takes a sip of vitamin water as his phone begins to beep. Removing it from his pocket and staring at it's screen, the look on his face changes to confusion after discovering the Warfare card.

A WHAT???

A gust of wind blows past him and thunder crackles in the distance, other park goers scurry to their vehicles while Equinox pulls up his hood and begins the jog to his hotel. Along the way, a light downpour begins and steam rises from the sun heated asphalt. Equinox pauses and embraces the rain, smiling with arms spread wide, looking up and taking deep breaths. Onlookers get inspired and join him, as if they had never experienced the refreshment of a cool rain before. For a brief few minutes, those people around them knew no drama, pain, or worry and bliss was achieved. The rain gets heavier and laughter is heard as everyone scatters to find shelter. Equinox continues on his jog and finally arrives at the hotel.

Moments later, he steps out the shower, wrapped in a terry robe, cleaning his ears with a q-tip. He sits on a bed and turns on the T.V. before picking up a book and begins reading.

MacBeth, drinker of douche water. We meet again. If I remember correctly, you won the battle royale of our first encounter. Can you achieve the same result on Wednesday? By the way, it was you who wanted this buried in shit wasn't it? I'm not real big on scat play, so you and Mcerick could go knock yourselves out. Oh thats right, you won a heart title shot and lost to Gilmore. And if I'm not mistaken, wasn't it Gilmore who beat Maverick for that very same belt? Gilmore isn't that tough is he? I mean, he only fights when he wants too, too chickenshit to be a true, honest to God, fighting champion. How can you lose to someone who worships a Barbie Doll named Maria; because I can sure as shit tell ya, those things are faker than my Luis Vuitton wallet. Chris, the first time was an absolute fluke. You can't beat one on one let alone beat your meat. Seriously guy, you look like Joseph Levitt on roids and molly with a pony plug sticking out your behind. Not to intimidating if you ask me. But the bright side is you probably had your bottom ribs removed so you can suck your own dick later, you can only flog that dolphin so much huh? It's not that I hate you Chris, it's that I loathe you for elementarily stooped to a level of childish proportions to make fun of my name. I won't allow such insults to the greatest time of the year, and the coolest name of the most badass XWF superstar that will ever parachute down to the ring.

Maverick, what the hell? You lost to LeStrange guy. I know your gonna say something along the lines of Bourbon eliminating ya, but we all saw it. LesMiserables hit you with the toliet flusher of a finisher and took you out. Damn that's gotta be embarrassing. I've done some digging on ya, and I found the most What The Fuck moments I have ever witnessed. Did you truly believe you were being stalked by a table, or what about that time you held a converstaion with a turd and a severed dick? Dude, what the fuck were you taking? I want some. No matter the result of the match, hit me up and lets go find a rave. Seriously guy, you had a fan in me. Then you disappeared, only to make this huge comeback at Shove-It and blow it like you owed someone money.Tsk, you'd get three but I only have enough for one, sorry. I just hope you don't off the deep end and abandon the match to go and make friends with the huge pile of excrement.

Frodo, you are a sick man, señior. Buried in crap, seriously. What the hell did I do to deserve this. Granted your probably a more fitful GM than Tyrone, but pitting me against Bethany and Maybelline, not fair, not fair at all to them.


Equinox goes back to reading his book, Atlus Shrugged. Before long, his phone rings...

Hello....

Hey Ma....

No, I not back in town yet....

I don't know Ma, there's no telling when XWF will be there....

I know you wanna see me compete Ma, but I'm not gonna fly you guys out here with witnessing the awesomeness of my epic costume.....

I know Ma, but Ama...

No, I'm not making excuses Ma, it's just...

Please Ma, don't throw out my movie collection...

I'm gonna send money this Monday....

Yes I am, Ma....

Ma, I gotta go, I can hear the other wrestlers laughing on the other side of the wall...

Please Ma, stop harassing me and embarssing me infront of my friends....

Yeah but you keep calling me like this, they are gonna think I'm not badass....

I know, Ma....

Love you too....

Bye....

I gotta go Ma...

Yes I mean it

Bye Ma.

TBC

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