Post by Star Stormz on Sept 17, 2022 22:42:58 GMT -5
PWS: APEX PRESENTS RIOT!
Ottawa, Ontario Canada - Canadian Tire Centre
Ace Michaels vs. Ace Static
Roleplay deadline is Sunday September 25 at 11:59 pm eastern
1 RP each; 300 word minimum, 5000 word maximum
Post by Ace Michaels on Sept 25, 2022 17:14:30 GMT -5
A Loss Is A Loss But Learn From The Loss and Move On! A Ace Michaels RP
After he lost his last Riot match against the guy named Michael Rathedon, the man who is known in the PWS- APEX fed as “ The Ace of PWS- APEX” Ace Michels was see walking to his locker room as his brother/ manager Cameron was seen following right behind him. The older brother was heard saying to his younger brother as they was seen entering Ace’s locker room.
Cameron: Brother of mine, how does it feel to get your first loss out there?
The black haired man who was seen grabbing himself a bottle of Core hydration bottle water and take a few sips from the said water bottle said right back to his older brother/manager.
Ace: I take that loss as a learning tool. You see, I am not going to win every match that I am going to wrestle in. That would get me a big ego and I really don’t want that at all. I want to earn any opportunity that will be presented to me, not be given to me like some of these superstars that I seen along the way kissing asses along the way.
The older brother/ manager was heard saying as he was seen taking a few sips from his Gold Peak sweet tea.
Cameron: I love the way that you think, Our step father, Simon and our mother Jasmine would be so proud of you and to hear those words come out of your mouth. You are getting more brilliant everyday and I am so proud of you.
Ace flashed that amazing smile of his. The first scene was seen ending as Ace was seen changing into new fresh clothes and continued with his conversation with his older brother/manager.
Ace Static: There Could Be One Ace and You Are Looking At Him
The night has arrived. Ace Michaels was seen getting ready for his new Riot show match against a guy named Ace Static. He looked up and say.
Ace: I am going to make this short and sweet. Ace Static, there could be only one Ace in PWS-APEX and you are looking right at the real Ace: ME ACE MICHAELS! I can’t wait to make you crap out on your own game and I will rise like the phoenix. I am always on point and I never miss. I will cut out any airwaves in your static universe and cancel your dopey programming. I am Ace Michaels and I just told you so!
He was seen evily smiling and laughing at the same time.
Post by Corey Bull on Sept 27, 2022 8:30:26 GMT -5
(OOC: I know its late, I started 12 hour shifts 5 days a week, so Im adjusting lol This is still needed for future reference lol )
-🌑-🌑-🌑-🌑-Some days are just better then others, there is no getting around that solid fact of life. And as solid as that fact is, that doesn't mean that Ace isn’t pissed off about it.
“Fuck fuck fuck! Shit fucking stupid ass cunt! All it would have taken was one simple..”
His words are cut off by a huge hand shooting out of the darkness to wrap around his throat. The voice that follows is somewhere between a demon convincing you that your soul is worthless and a rabid hound with a voice like iron nails scraping cement. The voice is slow and methodical. The hand is wrapped in tape, but no indications as to who it is are given. But it all feels familiar.
“What did we tell you?”
Ace grabs the large hand and seems to be struggling to breathe.
A smile in the darkness. You can’t see it, but you can sense it. You can feel it, like the heat radiating off of a hot V8 as it purrs.
“You’ve got what Ace? A lie? You are a figment of our imagination. Your entire existence is because we said so.”
Ace has a face that is starting to become purple.
“True….gahh…ugh….we..,we can do….do as you ask.”
The large hand opens and Ace seems to fall three feet to the ground. You didn’t realize he was raised up so high. The darkness claims the large hand, and the seemingly large arm it is attached to.
“Do not fail us, Ace. Your time here is short…do the job and set the line.”
Ace coughs and shakes his head.
“I remember. You just uphold your end of the bargain.”
A chuckle is heard, something dark and almost a growl.
“Do not question us. You will get what we promised.”
Ace rubs his throat and nods.
“I have a line on that redheaded firecracker. I have to check a few more things and deal with this imitation Ace. But if all goes as planned, you will get what you want. Or at least really fucking close. And I wish I was in your shoes and hope I am never in hers.”
“When this is over Ace, you can go back to the hole we pulled you out of. Back to mass quantities of drugs and bottom dollar whores. Back to being a nobody. Or you can join us, and work for us. We are sure we can find jobs for you.”
“I’m getting better at this wrestling shit, maybe I will stick around.”
Silence. You feel the weight in the room has lifted. Ace looks around, his breathing returning to normal. He mumbles something under his breath.