If We Must Fight...

[War Wolf]

OOC: To be used on Thursday before me and Machine's match



A loud howl sounds off in the arena. War Wolf makes his way to the ring hi-5ing crowd members. War Wolf grabs a mic and begins to speak.

Aerith Sinclair: The following contest is a HARDCORE match scheduled for one fall. Making his way to the ring, now residing in Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 241 lbs, "The Howling Star"...War Wolf!!!

Garret Rogers: Oh great, this guy again. Why can't he just crawl back into the hole he came from?

Justin Cole: Why can't you be quiet for a change?

War Wolf: How's the MWA Peep-ulation doin' tonight?!

The audience screams in joy.

War Wolf: I wish I was that happy. You see, the clowns in charge decided to try and be funny and put myself and my tag partner Machine in a match against each other, a hardcore match.

The audience boos

War Wolf: I know, it makes me mad to. But, if we must, we must. They are in charge so I have to listen. Just know this, we might fight tonight, but that doesn't mean we will go separate ways. The Hardcore Cause stays together no matter what!

The audience cheers extremely loud.

War Wolf: So Machine, get down here, say some words, and let's get this main event status match started!

The audience continues to cheer and the then begin to chant "Hardcore" repeatedly.

OOC: Let Machine be the next to come out. If anyone else wants to interfere, I suggest making an rp for after the match, or keep it non-violent.

[Machine]

There is a 20 second anticipation filled pause, when....

Garret Rogers: Is he gonna show, or what?

Justin Cole: He'll be here



"The Only" by Static-X hits the speakers as the fans still cheer "Hardcore, Hardcore, Hardcore"

Aerith Sinclair: And introducing the challenger...

Justin Cole: Told y...

Garret Rogers: shhhhh

Machine walks from the back with a shopping cart full of weapons, and pauses to taunt

Garret Rogers: haha, no way, is that a freakin shopping cart

Justin Cole: Looks pretty "bad" if you ask me

Garret Rogers: Looks pretty "stupid" if you ask me

Aerith Sinclair: Making his way to the ring, from Garden City, Michigan, weighing 187 pounds, he is "Mr. Hardcore", MACHINE!!!!

Machine walks down the ramp, high-fiving the fans with one hand, and pushing the cart with the other.

Garret Rogers: This guy is too much

Machine stops at the steps, pulling out alot of weapons, throwing them into the ring, he then pulls out his signature stop sign, and proceeds into the ring.

Justin Cole: A stop sign, where did he come up with that!!?

Machine grabs a mic

Machine: I agree, this will be one hell of a match, but I don't think these fans want to see us talk, so what's say we get on with it..

Garret Rogers: He's absolutely right, shut up!

Machine drops the mic, shakes hands with War Wolf, then proceeds to slap War Wolf in the face.

SLAP!!

Justin Cole: Holy crap, what a slap

Garret Rogers: Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

War Wolf smiles, and slaps Machine in the face even harder in retaliation.

SLAP!!

Garret Rogers: What goes around comes around

The bell then rings

ding ding ding!!!


OOC: Could you please put these posts as the respective wrestlers etrance, in place of our normal entrances?

[Ritter]

Added Added yep yep.

[Machine]

Sweet!

[War Wolf]

wait, i got to customize something

[War Wolf]

Machine you messed up in bolding Garret Rogers

[Machine]

corrected, thanks for telling me, I would've never noticed.

[War Wolf]

Why, Why, Why? What's up with the Mudkipz? Are they like taking over this fed