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Echoes of the Aftermath
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Alexei Medved Offline
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP



XWF FanBase:
Hardly anyone to be honest

(booed by most fans; hurts people even when not supposed to; often angry and shitty)


#1
04-19-2020, 07:06 AM

The voice of a woman speaks.

He has the strength of 50 men

The scene is dark, only the shadow of a massive figure can be seen doing punch combos and lunges. The voice continues.

He comes from a distant land, a foreign land.

He was born and bred to be the fiercest of warriors.

His legend has spread like wildfire.

From small villages to big cities, some have heard about him and others have seen with their own eyes.

The shadow slowly lurks across the grey concrete walls, pacing back and forth. .

A dark star sent to takeover.

A villainous immortal entity in the form of a man.

Animal like instincts. A soul is non existent.

The shadow becomes black. The light turns off. The female voice is present.

One cup of misery.

Four cloves of brutality.

Two teaspoons of pain.

Combine them together in a scorching hot wrestling ring.

Add any XWF wrestler, any man or woman who dares.

The perfect recipe for a massacre.

An empty venue appears. Thousands of empty seats. Rows and rows of them staring down upon the wrestling ring. It is obvious now the setting is the empty PPG Paints Arena. Host of Saturday Night Savage, its walls had seen pure carnage tonight. The silence inside the arena breaks as the womans voice blasts over the speakers. Her voice echoes throughout.

A Battle Royal is in the near future.

The match will decide a new number one contender.

The competitors have been named.

But only one name stands out with an ominous glow.

The winner of his debut match tonight.

Suddenly RussianRose struts out from behind the curtains still in his wrestling singlet and a black t-shirt. The HMW belt proudly around his waist. He pauses and puts his head down for a moment before rolling into the wrestling ring. The voice continues over the speakers.

doom was near.

doom is here.

Anarchy is doomed.

A curse was near

A curse is now here.

XWF is doomed.

RussianRose clenches his jaw and takes his Championship belt from around his waist and whips it over his shoulder.

His physical power cannot be matched.

His toughness is second to none.

Hell will be raised

The consequence for all the doubt.

The giant has arrived.

The myth is no longer

Truth has prevailed.

RussianRose bounces off the ropes. He beats a clenched fist against his chest. He is still furious about being attacked backstage by Shooter Syn. He walks over to the turnbuckle with his title still draped over his shoulder. He smashes the turnbuckle with a closed fist like a hammer pounding on a nail.

This battle royal is like no other.

Gladiators will compete for a shot at Gold.

One by one they must enter.

One by one they must exit.

Until only one remains.

The women's voice continues over the speaker.

Shooter Syn has committed a fatal mistake.

RussianRose continues pounding the turnbuckle as he heard his post- Savage attackers name over the speaker.

Now he must pay back his debt.

There is no other option.

The choice has been made.

At Anarchy it will be Judgement day.

Shooter Syn faces his ultimate judgement.

A broken nose can prove to be fatal.

The Executioner has been appointed.

RussianRose stops beating the turnbuckle and paces across the ring holding has hands up in the air.

Judgement will be passed across the XWF on Thursday night.

Starting with Shooter, the list will go on.

Blackwater's will be suffocated. Their own worst enemies.

Mastermind will face his inevitable destiny.

Amongst the sheep the wolf will roam.

Hunger on his mind, the wolf will eat.

Zane will fall victim, the wolf will eat.

Blood thirsty, down to the bone, no scraps will be left behind.

The winner has no fear.

Amongst the deer the hunter stays.

An assassin in the woods,

Calvary will become the hunted.

Evgeni lowers his arms and straps his HMW title back around his waist. He slowly spins around and takes a look around where he won his debut XWF match. The venue is empty, only bare seats remain.

From sea to sea the victor will reign.

Havoc will fall

Vita will fall

Boris will fall.

The victor will reign.

It is a new time

Medved's time.

True Forever faces a deep descent.

Down into the abyss.

Where you will find Osira and Kalel.

The fog at the bottom will linger like poison

The same fog that will overcome Barney.

The same poison that will eliminate Socio.

Bobbie London cannot hide.

Morbid cannot run.

Maxine will no longer exist.

Anarchy will mark the end for many.

And the beginning for one man.

The Gigantic XWF wrestler stares into the camera. A furious grimace on his face. He turns his back to the camera and rolls out of the ring.

Tommy Wish... John Black... whomever else.

Eventual sacrificial lambs

The beast is here.

A King in his own right.

Ready for war

He's leading the battle.

RussianRose slowly walks towards the back. His confidence glimmering throughout the arena.

The true Champion will capitalize on Thursday Night.

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