Sebastian Duke
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP
XWF FanBase: Very random (heel alignment but liked by many; has earned respect despite breaking the rules often)
(Where is my roster page?)
Joined: Tue Jan 01 2013
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08-04-2014, 09:04 AM
Mark Flynn sits by himself in the center of a locker room. He wears only a towel around his waist and a wet towel over his head. He's just had another worthless title defense. Why? Because that's what Mark Flynn does.
The lights go out.
Damn it Duke! You always beat me! Why must you do it again?
We can't upset the natural order, Mark. It's not my choice. It must be done.
The lights come on and Sebastian Duke stands behind Mark Flynn with Flynn's 24/7 briefcase in hand. He brings it down upon Flynn's head, causing the King of the Midcarders to drop out of the chair to the floor.
Flynn tries to get to his feet, but does it slowly. Duke reaches down and grabs Flynn by his throat and lifts him to his feet. Duke stares into the eyes of Mark Flynn before lifting him into the air and choke slamming down through the steel chair that he was previously sitting in. Duke places his foot on Marks chest...
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