Date Posted:26-11-2016 7:43 PMCopy HTML
(c.) cruel intentions at daf. | | Warning: This roleplay may contain material not suitable for everyone. Harsh language, Violence, and Sexual Content could be present. I've warned you, so now the choice is yours...Read On or F**k Off!!!!! |
RP Title: i think i am finally clean Marital Status: single Accomplishments: skcw womens impacy champion. skcw womens xtreme champion. hcw womens champion. 2010 diva search contestant. swyg champion x3. Allies/Enemies: here/sophia & willow pope OOC: lets make this good TBC: here | Tonight is the night that we face off again. Hopefully this is settled once and for all. Taylor Archor and Sophia Pope face off in what looks to be a huge opener for Implosion and is for the Womens European Championship. Both women absolutely dislike each other and will clash for the richest prize so far on the Implosion brand. Taylor Archor clicks on her camera on the dashboard of her vehicle as she begins to speak.
"Tonight is the night Sophia. Tonight is the night that all the pain and misery you have been putting me through comes to a head. You will be putting your prized Womens European Championship on the line against me. And tonight I am going to take that championship from you and I am going to show you that me being a virgin means nothing about my in ring abilities. Nor does the fact that I have been looking after the well being of Allen DeVine for the last few months trying to keep him away from the pollution that you ooze from your body every time you open your eyes in the morning. The same pollution that oozes out of you when you take your showers. The same pollution that oozes from you when you put on those trashy clothes. You Sophia are not a good representative for Europe or even a woman themselves. Tonight I am going to be taking that championship from you and I am going to be properly represent Europe, their people, and women as a gender. I am tired of seeing you and your sister running around thinking you are the definition of beauty and goddess status. You two are the true definitions of filth and sewer rats. I hope our General Manager bars Willow from ringside but even if he doesn't I will take you both out. It doesn't matter if it is a handicap match or if you are actually going to make this a one on one contest. But either way, I am going to take that championship from you Sophia. As for your little obsession with Allen DeVine, I really do suggest you don't put your pollution in his life. You don't scare me Sophia. You don't make me shiver. You make me want to puke. That Womens European Championship will be mine."
Taylor Archor reaches for his camera and shuts it off. |
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