Elijah Copeland
Registered but either hasn't added self to a roster yet or doesn't RP
XWF FanBase: Mixed (loved by some; hated by some; dips between clean/dirty)
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Joined: Tue Aug 01 2023
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08-15-2023, 05:37 PM
Elijah's mind wasn't where it should be. The thoughts that run through his mind after what happened earlier will forever change the way that he is. Everyone saw that he was robbed by the Bing Bong Twinz. Elijah knows that he's been having tough luck, but this is the worse feeling that he could feel at this point. Elijah is leaning against the wall, slides his back down, and plants his butt on the ground. He took off his elbow pad and throws it. He then put his hands around the back of his neck to take everything in.
Elijah just shakes his head as everything that he believed is going down. How can everything that he dreamed of just go down the shitter? He wanted answers that he probably knows that he won't get it. His journey with Marie is falling, and he doesn't want that to happen, but how can he stop it? This wasn't supposed to be the way that Elijah wanted. He wanted to get his chance back at the championship, but that didn't work because of the Bing bong Twinzz.
Elijah has never felt this low, but everyone has always said that things will get bad before it gets better. That is true, and Elijah needs to figure out what to do if he wants to get better. But what will that be? What can he do to get better and get back to the top where he rightfully belongs? He stands up and turns around to look at himself in the mirror. He plants his hands on the wall and spoke to himself in the mirror.
“Time for a change. What happened tonight will never happen again. I don't care how long it'll take, but from now on, everyone is the enemy.”
He looks down at the ground and saw black eyeliner. He closes his eyes before opening them again. He looks at his hair and in between.
“Sooner or later, everyone will feel the same pain I'm feeling.”
He roughly draws an X on the mirror before punching it and shattering it into a million pieces.
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