Killjoy
Opponent:
Dead and Buried - RP #1
RP Name:
Match Type: Single
Win/Draw/Loss Record: 8/1/5
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Current Titles:
An evening glow floods over a rooftop. The view looking over a graveyard, the headstone's bathed in an orange light. A figure stands on the rooftop, silouhetted by the light with a long jacket swaying in the slight breeze. He sits himself down on the slanted rooftop and stares out into the distance. The view pans around to the front of the figure, his face slowly being revealed against the fading sun. Nathan Creed looks out across the graveyard, his face with little expression upon it. Nathan pulls the coat around him tightly, a chill getting to him slightly. He looks up and smiles to himself

Nathan: "To think that at Bloody massacre I did more than everyone expected. The future of the ULW isn't Baumann,no offence,  it is me. I proved it Sunday. I beat Damien, and proved that the Unity is dominant in the ULW. I screwed James out of a job, and in doing so I ensured myself a title shot. I was drawn to face Killjoy in the Slam Bam Cup, and Sheryl gave me an interesting contract. If I win I advance, which is likely feeling the way I feel right now. IF I lose, a BIG if, then I get my shot at the LiveWire Title. The one I earned so many weeks ago. So either way I cannot lose"


Nathan blows onto his hands, trying to warm them up. He rubs them together

Nathan: "How do you do this Killjoy? How do you sit on rooftops in the cold? How do you walk around graveyards without a care in the world? Caling you a freak would probably be a compliment from where i'm sitting. Doesn't want me to stop asking why though. I want to know Killjoy. Why do you insist on using scare tactics on people. I mean I saw you walking around that graveyard pushing headstones into graves. Was that meant to instil a fear into people? I didn't work. The Unity still won the match, Curtis is the new LiveWire champion, and as I so rightly pointed out I am still the number one contender. Even if I lose this match with you I still get my shot at gold, but then again you get yet another chance at a title. When will you do it Killjoy? When will you finally get your name engraved on that piece of gold. Heck, when will it be on any piece of gold? You have yet to win a single damn title in ULW, and have been involved with some of the weirdest bunch of misfits so far. The Coven, Phantom, Celestra, Ravnos, and of course that little freak we call Damien. What has aligning yourself with them achieved? Absolutely nothing Killjoy. You have nothing to show in this federation, but I know about you in UCWF Killjoy, and in UWF too"


Nathan looks around, watching as an eerie sound echoes through the gravyard below

Nathan: "Former International Champion, former TV Champion, former ULW World Champion if I remember correctly. Not to mention the LSW track record. What is stopping you here Killjoy? Wait I know the answer, your getting to old for this shit. You have been in the business at least 10 years, and with the collective injuries you must have picked up along the way they must be mounting up. Your getting older, and slower. If you haven't realised it yet Killyjoy that is why you will not become World Champion anytime soon. You are past your prime Killjoy. You have reached the pinaccle of your career and watched it disappear into the distance without so much as an attempt to get it back. You
were one of the great's in ULW, but know you are little more than a washed up has been. You are probably sitting there wondering how I can say these things about you? Well why not? It's what I have seen with my own two eyes, and it's the reason I am here in this graveyard today"

Nathan sweeps his arm out in front of him, motioning towards the graveyard below

Nathan: "I am here because I am the future of the ULW, not the past, like you have become. You should be here in this graeyard with all the other washed up superstars of yore.They should be selling your matches on DVD as
Classics unless LSW has already done that.You have slipped Killjoy, and pretty badly too. You have allowed yurself to be beaten by the Unity, and with it you have condemned LivEvil to it's slow destruction. Damien has fallen, as has Ravnos and yourself. Eclyptia has been a thorn in the side of Too Magnificent, but come Annihilation she will fall to the most unlikely of people. Her own tag partner will be her downfall. Kind of surprising but not anything to do with me. LivEvil has done nothing but bring pain upon itself. Even Psycho is taking potshot's at you, and the history between you and Psycho is far from over too"

Nathan smiles to
himself

Nathan: "Your too old for all this Killjoy. Your too old to be running around stirring people up. You have far too many people after you, and too few allies. If you can make it to the ring without someone trying to cripple you I will be surprised, but then again your full of them Killjoy. Your a man of mystery, and full of surprises. No matter what you do there is always some unexpected twist with you. Your a living urban legend, the twist in the story. We have fought before Killjoy, and last time I let my concern for Psycho get in the way. It cost me the International Title back in UCWF, but the twist in this tale is that there will be nothing out of the blue this time. No unexpected returns, no surprising circumstances, no unnessecary risks"


Nathan lowers his head, thinking about the stipulatins surrounding the match

Nathan: "This is for a chance at the World Title, and if you think that for a second I will be willing to risk it with a poorly timed attack then you will be mistaken. After saying that though I guess the biggest twist is that if
I lose, I win. If you win, you lose. You win and you will simply get knoked out by the next competitor to out think you, and out fight you. No matter the result I get a chance at gold, and the way I am going right now I will be a champion soon enough. Whether it is World Champion or, no offence Curtis, LiveWire Champion is resting upon your shoulder Killjoy, quite literally. If your shoulder are rested upon the mat for the three then it is a World Championship awaiting me, if it is your shoulder pinning me, then you will have beaten the future LiveWire Champion. Just a crying shame I can't say the same about you"

Nathan looks out over the graveyard, the sun having more or less set now. Darkness starts to creep through the graveyard. Nathan shudders

Nathan: "To think that people like you actually enjoy sitting around in places like this. Have you no respect for the dead? Or even the living? You have bruised, beaten and humiliated coutless people in your ancient career, but do you really think you can achieve it just once more for the chance of a lifetime? Do you respect me enough to lay down and not suffer the embaressment of having being dominated by me? I have no preference in the matter, but if you lay down then I can have a quiet night. Still, Killjoy versus Nathan Creed is finally one on one. And the winner is obvious..."


Nathan smiles

Nathan: "Let's hope you work it out in time"

Nathan wearily gets up, a smile on his face looking slightly psychotic in the fading light, and climbs over the roof before jumping down off the hut, carefully landing on his feet. As Nathan walks off a howl can be heard in the distance, moments before the scene changes to the Channel 69 logo
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