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Crimson Cobra · (02-15-2013)

The slither of a monstrous, red, serpent is quick, and meaningful. Just as the steps of Crimson Cobra through the XWF are quick with his first victory already behind him and meaningful as he climbs the ladder of success. The first few rungs have already been passed and thus meaning the first few puny, undetermined, undeserving superstars have been passed and there’s no intention to even look back now. An object in motion stays in motion, until acted upon by an outside force and Crimson Cobra will be both the object staying in motion and the force destroying anything that dares to obstruct his path to the top. With two objects on the rise it would be impossible to obstruct the path anyway. Crimson is the color of the blood being spilled, of fire destroying the unfortunate objects in its way, and the name of the two rising superstars in XWF’s tag team division.

Crimson Cobra is one of these men, his partner Crimson Deadly; together the Crimson Crest is sealed. The Crimson Crest, a team in which the powerful is paired with the quick, the strong and the fast mix to create a team of different potential. A potential that is higher than any other person or group of people in the entire XWF!

Crimson Cobra
Speed is my advantage, height is my enjoyment, you may be taller than me but you will never, EVER fly higher then I will when I sail down to destroy whoever may be in the way. Be it Monday night, my native Wednesday night, or even Saturday night... The being to step into the ring with the red snake, the CRIMSON COBRA will regret every moment of it. Monday night has recently undergone some changes, from management to how it is run completely. It is not supposed to be the "land of Xtreme"? Well everyone should know that Crimson Cobra is the most extreme and will rule this land as a king! The main event is a ladders match, how I only wish, and prey that I could be in such a matchup.

Crimson Cobra stumbles backwards a few steps and attempts to calm himself, finding his thoughts purely being of the towering steel ladders. Clashing his flesh into another helpless being that is laid out and abolishing his opponent. Crimson closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He waits only a few more seconds before he finds himself able to speak again.

Crimson Cobra
The steel, the crushing of bones and ripping of flesh all sounds so perfect for me. This invitation to the "Land of Xtreme" could not be passed up by someone of my caliber. I am going to show everyone on Monday nights as well as every other night why not to tap at the cage of a cobra. You can play a flute all you want and think of yourself as a snake charmer but this is one snake that will never remain calm. The venom pumping in my veins and the anger raging throughout my body it’s only a matter of time before I have my next victim. What do you fools think happens when a snake latches on to its prey and begins to pump the venom into the body? They don’t get up and walk away, oh contraire the venom slowly breaks down the body from the inside out, and cripples any bone, joint, artery, or vein in its way much like I will cripple anyone in my way big, small, xtreme, or normal.

Cobra backs up yet again this time running into the wall more importantly a door handle. He turns and unlatches the locks on the door and turns the nob opening the slow heavy door. He thinks while he walks down the hall until he runs into his tag team partner Crimson Deadly.

Crimson Deadly
So what is this I hear about you taking on the open challenge from Paul Heyman? Our night is Wednesday not Monday! What happens when we have another tag team match up and you have to compete two days later so that we can be that much closer to showing all of my minions what we deserve!

Crimson Cobra gains a smirk over his face from his partner’s catchphrase. He turns the smirk into an evil smile and he lifts his head from looking at Deadly’s boots to looking him in the eyes. Deadly can feel the intensity and anger radiating from Cobra and he also grows a slightly evil smirk across his face.

Crimson Cobra

Don’t even begin to worry. Much like you had a match that very night before our tag match I will have a whole day of recovery. You not only took out Bryan King but then together we shown our true potential as a tag team decimating Benjamin Crane and Cassius Stone. The Crimson Crest is what it is because we are showing every week that we are unstoppable and I must prove myself as you have already done! My area of excellence is in the sky and if I am going to be able to do whatever I want, or whatever I need to do to finish my opponent then this may be where I can show my potential. I am an extreme kind of guy and if this show is going to be in the arena of the first ever ECW, the “land of Xtreme” Philadelphia, it has got to be a sign for me.

Crimson Cobra’s eyes are red with the fiery intensity that he wants to show to Crimson Deadly’s minions, and to anyone who actually cheers on the so called “flying snake”. Crimson Deadly’s smirk falls from his face as he begins to speak.

Crimson Deadly
I don’t doubt you, because with doubt comes defeat. But you shouldn’t bang yourself up too badly before our match, it will be more important than any Monday night match you will ever have.

Crimson Cobra
And what if you’re wrong? What if in this match I am awarded a number one contender ship at the European Championship? Then we don’t have to disassemble the Crimson Crest we simply help your rise the Wednesday night ranks and achieve greatness as the US Champion. This would show the world our potential and if that didn’t get us a tag team champion match up then I don’t know what would!

Crimson Deadly

Hmmmm… I do like the sound of that… Your United States Champion CRIMSON DEADLY! Oh yes, but don’t you forget I would still count on us having a tag team match two days after you go to Madness.

Crimson Cobra nods his head and continues down the backstage area of an arena that he is in. He see’s televisions with superstars such as Brock Lesnar, Paul Heymans protégé, The hypocrite among hypocrites, Y2J Chris Jericho, and the charismatic enigma, Jeff Hardy. He stops at the television showing Jeff Hardy promo. He notices many things similar to the Hardy boy as well as a significant amount of differences. Crimson Cobra is more driven the Hardy, the current number one contender for Neonero’s European Championship belt. Jeff is driven from his past wrestling experience to show that he can be better than before, that he is better than before but is he? A question that will be answered when he fights Neonero for that belt. Crimson Cobra takes a moment to think of the reasons he wants to be on top, why he would want to prove that he is the best of the best. Family, friends, no none of that, Crimson’s goal in life is to be like the king cobra. Atop of the food chain, to be able to take down the mightiest beasts with a single bit. The venom dripping from their open wounds along with blood and guts. There is a reason to the name Crimson Cobra and he remembers that all now. There is not a thought of losing when a cobra seeks its prey; all that is thought is the gain of food and shelter. In this cobra’s sake it would be the thought of moving up in the world closer to the title, closer to being the best of the best, and closer to knowing no one could stop you.

Neonero, what is he fighting for, why do you care, what does any of this matter to Crimson Cobra? Crimson Cobra analyses all possible match ups, wither it be his next match up like he should be focused on, or a possible championship match up which he currently has his sights set too. Walking passed the television with the Hardy promo still running he begins to think about the opposition to Hardy, the current champion to the European belt. The cyaneyed assassin, the one who has a championship belt and will more than likely do whatever he can to stop Hardy from taking it. The ladder match

A snap in Crimson Cobra’s thoughts

The height that would be stood above the ring, the steel that would collide with human flesh, the height that may be achieved from a leap off of such a structure. The ladder, tall, towering, and most importantly destructive. Something to destroy an enemy, just for the sake of it. No point, no need, just to do so would fill every craving in the blood flow of a crimson warrior.

The overpowering thoughts making Crimson Cobra black out, only to awaken being held down by seven different security guards, cops, and even superstars that were to appear on the show that is being held in the arena they are in. Crimson Cobra is confused still trying to fight back and be released from the men, not knowing the path of destruction he had just left through the arena.

Crimson Cobra · **02-15-2013, 08:44 AM**

OOC: Finally reposted had to wait for Thursday nights results to go up sorry about that.

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