Troubled sigh escapes an abandoned building, a building that use to house entertainment, and great memories. Instead of discovering young hoodlums looting through this lost structure, or maybe even a new home for a gang of misfits, we find a lonely man making himself comfortable in the middle of a dusty old ring. His finger tips glazed over the ropes as he walked beside them, numerous memories spinning through his head with every step he took in the ring. In his head he pictured the WCF championship above his head, boos, cheers, friendships, and heated rivals.. real golden moments. The once highly amusing room star struck with shining lights had became nothing more than dark cobwebs. How much longer would this "home" remain absent?
Jayson Price: Pretty sure Black set it that nobody new can join. Or at least they can attempt to, but they can't do anything unless it's approved. Which essentially cuts off any guests.
May 23, 2019 19:21:19 GMT -5
The Risen: Shit, I had no idea WCF shut down. I was only here for a few months, but it was a fun few months. Hope y'all are doing well.
Jun 11, 2019 1:55:16 GMT -5