Role Play Info:
Title: New Verdict.
Number Count: 1/3.
Event: ShowDown.
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- The scene opens in an old courtroom, where the lighting adjustments were dim, and the scenery had been somewhat aged, a few years back. The wood, that was holding containment, was abit old, but would due. No one lurked within the empty room, until the door on the right side cracked open, and Cade slowly emerged from within the darkness. Stopping to look around, he nods to himself, and continues up the isle, until he sits down apon the top of the surface, of abit of the wood, and looks around. His attire was every day, black muscle, XWF top. And black sports pants. He didn't speak, but observed his suroundings, before his mouth muscles flexed, and words came.

Cade: Another name to add to that book, or perhaps he has already been in? Well, no matter, the book will only come larger, I don't see a point in keeping space open. So, that makes two, that have been served by the court. Final Verdict, victory, and that is exactly what was carried out. This is a new week, a new week, and a new opponent, but this time, it will be my match. My time to shine, and show the Riders, or what the hell they are, what Cade Silver is about. He will get it again on Revenge, but I hope he flocks and tells his little buddy about our little performance, because he has this coming right at him again, along with the help of his rusty dusty partner. But I shouldn't speak of him so poorley, he did much better than I thought he would. I expected abit from him, but he added more to my mind, than what I thought I would see. Actually proud to have him aside, to run through another throw down in which I havn't done. But moving on, this week is new, and I'm up against a new opponent, so this means, that court will be in session, to prove who will push ahead, and claim title as the victor.

- He swings his feet somewhat, looking ahead, at the wall infront of him, and neatly clears his throat, before reaching out for the gravel that was on the judge stand. He slides his narrow little fingers around the wood, and grasps it with a loose touch. He removes it from it's current residing place, and holds with it, the small stand, in which it would slam down with during a court presence. Sitting it down, he turns his attention back to the camera, popping his knuckles somewhat, and leans back just abit, to get a good enough view of the court. -

Cade: First of all, we need to look over some records, and who is doing what in the XWF. And my first off guess, is that somewhat, I have done better. For the time being here, I have nothing on Homicide. To tell you the truth, he has been one of the people down on my list, one of the people I have payed little attention to. He has nothing that has really caught the glimpse of my eyes. I'm not the best, but yet I am not thw worst, so that doesn't do much for my friend. But something tells me, that gut feeling you'll actually try, and put up somewhat of a decent effort. That isn't good enough in the ring, against a blood thirsty beast, only wanting to end careers, and pull out the stops, to put forth a win. That is all that intrests me, and that is all I shall push for, that is all any man shall push for. The final Verdict? Well, you all can figure you out for yourselves. It looks like my decision, will be Cade Silver. So far, the record holds, Cade - 1, Other, -1. So it's any go, and this will be the week to push forth the numbers, and send myself ahead in the Jurying count.

- He slams the end of the hammer down against the wood, and draws his hand back, and then replaces it apon it, and then stands. He draws the elbow back once more, and slams it down, this time crushing the post. Not bringing satifisim to him, he draws back into a throwing position, and throws it at the wall, somewhat cracking, and falls back down. He clinches his fist a few time, and exits the room. The camera pans around behind him loosely, until it eventually slowly, fades to black. -

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