Duel of Dem Wordsmiths LOL
Dec 16, 2015 20:56:04 GMT -5
God King Dune, 6ix God, and 1 more like this
Post by Zombie DankMorris on Dec 16, 2015 20:56:04 GMT -5
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WCF – ONE
Hardcore Match
Robert Cairo
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Zombie McMorris ( C )
Duel of Dem Wordsmiths LOL
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Chapter I: Duel of Dem Wordsmiths LOL
< RP 1 >
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WCF – ONE
Hardcore Match
Robert Cairo
v
Zombie McMorris ( C )
Duel of Dem Wordsmiths LOL
[ +++++++++ ]
___________________________________
Chapter I: Duel of Dem Wordsmiths LOL
Bobby. BUBBY LOL, all of this will be directed at you. Every word. There will be no #scenedescription. There will be no #characterdevelopment. This is straight up, ring ya bell, stomp ya face and bustin my nut. This ain’t the promo to go toe to toe with your fancy learnin’ and DICKtionary BOO-SHIT. I ain’t going full blown promo on you. I’m going strike, strike, jab. To your core. To your soul. Because weather you like it or not, I’m legend in this business by doing a fraction of what you’ve done. Always remember that. I don’t need world titles. I don’t need WAR wins. I don’t need half the accoliads that you’ve gotten. You might be the hardest working man in WCF history. But the difference is that you work hard and I work smart.
We know each other very well. I don’t need to go into details and for those at home, the script says “FUCK YOU’ do your homework. Cairo, this is the war to settle the skore. What started as Seth saying:
“ Well I got nothing else for you, here you go.”
Has turned into a top prize at the TOP Pay Per View against the PREMIRE Talent in WZF, Zombie Fuckin McMorris. Where you been? Dune shit kicked you, somehow, and WHOOOP THERE YOU WENT.
Scan the fuckin WHORE-I-ZON. Where be Bobby Cairo? Where he at? Retired. Got himself some piece of poon land in Colorado. I’m sorry but I didn’t know that’s what happens when the supposed “greatest” world champion gets his azz kicked. I’m sorry but I didn’t that’s what happens when the “greatest” world champion loses his belt. That’s a stark contrast difference between us.
You’re weak. You walk away. But ol’ ZMAC? I’m Mr.365. I’m Mr. No Days Off. Getting my nut off- all ovah the faces of the WZF roster. Now Bobby Cairo is a tiller of the land. Crawlin around on his belly in the dirt, tryin to pull off that Jay Omega dry kush biz’nant. Dats what happened with that. Are you two partners? LOL I’m betin so. But the fact remains that I ain’t gonna stand back and let you soak up retirement. I’m going to make you work for it. We burned this shit down to the ground once before and we damn sure going to do it again.
But you ain’t Horror Kore material. You’re mortal. You can die and not get back up and this time there aint going to be a Jam Willy revival. You came back, fell into dat trap. Got wrapped in that pride an arrogance that you got what it takes to take down the top guy in WZF. You might be the living legend but I’m that undead legend.
This right here is, the richest prize in the game and you know that to be true. Whose holdin that world strap? Beach Krew Faggotry. Doin shit for their own fashionista causes with Hawaiian shirts and action figures or sum shit. Fuck that, BUBBY. Fuck that shit. I dragged you out of that dirt farm in Colorado for World WAR Z. I dragged you back in WZF, kicking and screaming; tied to the back of a Moongoose. Now here you are.
Dance, Magic. Dance.
Come on, Cairo. Do what chu gone do. Be a word smith. Show them that no amount of Dunes sandy vag or Bates Bullshit boot or Omegas cunt-tastic voyage as world champ can bring back true old school WCF greatness.
Only this belt in MY hands can do that.
Like it or not BUBBY, we are the spirit of WCF. It just.. needs a reason to be. This reason to be. The HORROR KORE CHAMPIONSHIP. The Belt that your boi, Philip Baines used to hold. Not that broken symbol of:
“ aint got nothing else to do”
This is gone B the good ol’ days. Except it’ll be at your expense.
Hope you enjoyed your dirt farm. After ONE, it’ll just be a dirt nap
DEUCES BITCH!
We know each other very well. I don’t need to go into details and for those at home, the script says “FUCK YOU’ do your homework. Cairo, this is the war to settle the skore. What started as Seth saying:
“ Well I got nothing else for you, here you go.”
Has turned into a top prize at the TOP Pay Per View against the PREMIRE Talent in WZF, Zombie Fuckin McMorris. Where you been? Dune shit kicked you, somehow, and WHOOOP THERE YOU WENT.
Scan the fuckin WHORE-I-ZON. Where be Bobby Cairo? Where he at? Retired. Got himself some piece of poon land in Colorado. I’m sorry but I didn’t know that’s what happens when the supposed “greatest” world champion gets his azz kicked. I’m sorry but I didn’t that’s what happens when the “greatest” world champion loses his belt. That’s a stark contrast difference between us.
You’re weak. You walk away. But ol’ ZMAC? I’m Mr.365. I’m Mr. No Days Off. Getting my nut off- all ovah the faces of the WZF roster. Now Bobby Cairo is a tiller of the land. Crawlin around on his belly in the dirt, tryin to pull off that Jay Omega dry kush biz’nant. Dats what happened with that. Are you two partners? LOL I’m betin so. But the fact remains that I ain’t gonna stand back and let you soak up retirement. I’m going to make you work for it. We burned this shit down to the ground once before and we damn sure going to do it again.
But you ain’t Horror Kore material. You’re mortal. You can die and not get back up and this time there aint going to be a Jam Willy revival. You came back, fell into dat trap. Got wrapped in that pride an arrogance that you got what it takes to take down the top guy in WZF. You might be the living legend but I’m that undead legend.
This right here is, the richest prize in the game and you know that to be true. Whose holdin that world strap? Beach Krew Faggotry. Doin shit for their own fashionista causes with Hawaiian shirts and action figures or sum shit. Fuck that, BUBBY. Fuck that shit. I dragged you out of that dirt farm in Colorado for World WAR Z. I dragged you back in WZF, kicking and screaming; tied to the back of a Moongoose. Now here you are.
Dance, Magic. Dance.
Come on, Cairo. Do what chu gone do. Be a word smith. Show them that no amount of Dunes sandy vag or Bates Bullshit boot or Omegas cunt-tastic voyage as world champ can bring back true old school WCF greatness.
Only this belt in MY hands can do that.
Like it or not BUBBY, we are the spirit of WCF. It just.. needs a reason to be. This reason to be. The HORROR KORE CHAMPIONSHIP. The Belt that your boi, Philip Baines used to hold. Not that broken symbol of:
“ aint got nothing else to do”
This is gone B the good ol’ days. Except it’ll be at your expense.
Hope you enjoyed your dirt farm. After ONE, it’ll just be a dirt nap
DEUCES BITCH!
