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Roleplay
Number:
01
Record: W -
06
L -
01
D -
00
WWA Achievements
- Signing With WWA-World Heavyweight Champion
Next
Match:
vs. Samantha Gessell
Event:
Sin
Stipulation:
N/A
Title:
N/A
-||-The fog was rolling in thick on this cool, October night, as Anthoni walked the streets alone, with his hands buried deep in his pockets. With each step he took, bits of loose asphalt from the pavement crunched loudly beneath his feet. He shivered slightly, the cold, harsh bite of the autumn air nipping at his neck, pulling the soft, warm cotton fabric over his head. Every so often, he would have to pull his hand from his pocket to brush a leaf that was blown into his face by a crisp gust of wind away. Without warning, his pace quickens. His methodical walk slowly became a trot, and the trot became a sprint, and at some point, he began to run with all he had, his boots sloshing through puddles that were scattered throughout the poorly maintained streets. He could feel the stares of a thousand eyes piercing every inch of his body, and still, he ran. But where was he running? Why was he running? Not even he knew. Perhaps he was running from his own demons that were haunting him more than ever these days. Or maybe he was running away from his fear that Kylie would leave him once more. His breathing became heavy as he pushed himself to run harder. He continued to pass people on the street, many shouting obscenities as he ran aimlessly past them. He turned the corner effortlessly, and continued running, his breathing become heavier and labored as he struggled to push himself harder. Then without warning, it hit him...
He dropped to his knees and palms, drenched in sweat, and collapsed into unconsciousness. He was out for what felt like forever, but in reality, what was only a matter of a couple of hours. When he finally awakened, he found himself in a hospital bed, with Kylie sitting at his side. She was fast asleep, her hand still clutching his, their fingers interlocked. Anthoni sat up in the bed, and glanced around the room, taking in his surroundings. The pristine hospital room was cleaner than anything he had ever seen. There were plants strategically placed in the corners of the room to provide some color to the otherwise bland room. There were a few scenic paintings on the walls, as well as another bed situated across from him; this one was empty however. He stretched, and as he yawned, Kylie stirred from her slumber, and looked up at Anthoni, who was smiling down at her.
[]Anthoni[] Morning, sunshine.
[]Kylie[] When did you wake up?
[]Anthoni[] Just a few moments ago. How did I end up in the hospital?
[]Kylie[] I'm wondering that myself. Josh called me when he found you out cold in the middle of the street.
[]Anthoni[] Josh called you? How the hell did he get your number?
Kylie sighed, as she fidgeted with her car keys for a moment before looking back up at Anthoni.
[]Kylie[] I made a purchase from him not too long ago, and he told me he'd call if he came across a good deal for me...
[]Anthoni[] That wasn't exactly the smartest thing you could have done, but, I can't really judge you since I do the same damn thing from time to time...
Anthoni and Kylie gaze into each other's eyes for a moment, and share a kiss.
[]Anthoni[] Ok, Kylie, here's what you've got to do. My match with Samantha Gessell is in two days. You've got to get me checked out of this place, so I can get some last minute working out done.
[]Kylie[] I know, baby. Give me a few minutes, and we'll have you out of here in no time.
Kylie gives him a kiss on the cheek, and then leaves his hospital room, closing the door quietly behind her. Anthoni lies back down, resting his head, which was throbbing now, on the soft generic hospital pillow. Just as he is about to drift off to sleep, the door opens, and Kylie has returned with a doctor.
[]Doc[] Good news, Anthoni. The tests we ran didn't indicate that there was anything seriously wrong with you. However, we did find that there was a significantly high level of THC and alcohol in your blood. I suggest you lay off the marijuana and alcohol for a while, as well as any other recreational drugs you may or may not be partaking in.
[]Anthoni[] Don't worry, doc. I've got a lot on my plate right now; the last thing I need to worry about is getting high and drunk.
[]Doc[] Good to hear, Anthoni. With that being said, all you've got to do is go down stairs to the receptionist's desk, fill out some paper work, and you'll be good to go. You two have a nice day.
The doctor shakes Anthoni's hand, and promptly makes his way out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Anthoni sits up, and gets out of the bed, and walks over to window, seemingly entranced by the rain that is beating down on the streets below.
[]Kylie[] Anthoni...what's wrong?
[]Anthoni[] There's nothing wrong, Kylie...so don't worry...I'll be alright...
[]Kylie[] Anthoni...I know you, and I can tell when something is bothering you.
[]Anthoni[] JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!
Anthoni stood in shock, as Kylie was reduced to tears because of what he just did. Anthoni takes a step toward her, but she moves away, and then leaves the hospital room altogether. Anthoni turns back towards the window, as a bolt of lightning illuminates the blackened night sky.
[]Anthoni[] Ever since I was just a boy, I always longed for the day that I would become a father. I've always wanted to have the chance to start my own family, and until very recently, I have had the most wonderful time of my life living that dream. That was until the night that I had won the World Heavyweight Championship...the night...that my son was stolen from me. Kronik, I don't know what you are hoping to accomplish by keeping my son from me, but I do know one thing. You've got my attention. My question for you is, what are you going to do next? You've already taken my son from me, and tried to take me out. Emphasis on tried. But just like your brother, Priest, you didn't get the job done, and now...now...Kronik, what must be going through your mind, knowing that you did to me exactly what your brother did to my brother? Every step was the same, and the result was the same. He tried and failed to take out one of the Youngs, as did you. If you're trying to make a name for yourself in this business, Kronik, I suggest you start by trying to step out of your brother's shadow, if you get my drift.
Anthoni presses his face to the cold glass of the window, taking in the coldness against his cheek.
[]Anthoni[] And then we have my opponent for this week, the WWA Television Champion, Samantha Gessell. How does it feel, Sam, to know that you will be stepping into the ring with the man who took your boyfriend out? Oh I'm sure you're salivating at the chance to defend Xavier's honor, but really Samantha, is it worth it? Is fighting Xavier's battles for him really worth the risk of having your career ended? Don't worry about thing, doll. There will still be enough of you left to make it to Revenge...
[]Anthoni[] This is great, it really is. I've beaten your boyfriend twice, and now I finally get to add your name to the list of those I've destroyed. You know, I've never faced a woman before. So...this is going to be a bit of a first-time experience for me...I just ask one thing of you...Make it special for me...I'll admit, I'm a little nervous, I mean, I don't want to hurt you...I just want you to submit to me....to have my way with you...and when the time for talking is all said and done....you will be Breaking The Habit...and I...I will be victorious.
Anthoni smiles as he steps away from the window sill, and makes his way towards the door. He turns the knob slowly, and looks back towards the window, as another bolt of lightning illuminates the room and the smile on Anthoni's face...
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Habits Broken
Tyson Deadwood - Nate Wilson - Sweet Justice(x2)
- Xavier Iser(x2) - ???
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