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Post by FCPW President Mac Dunney on Mar 30, 2021 0:14:02 GMT
All roleplays for this match to be posted here.
Deadline is Friday, April 9 at 11:59pm EST.
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Post by acesky on Mar 31, 2021 7:31:03 GMT
Ace Sky: I've spent my whole life neck deep in stereotypes. I'm from Texas, " Texas strong", " Don't Mess with Texas" , " everything is big in Texas." " Texa-size it". Texas is where breast implants were invented. Football and pro wrestling are as sacred as religions. I've had two dreams in life to be an astronaut and a professional wrestler and the later has worked out. Even though it was destiny, definitely right place, right time in some cases but for the most part just like when I was studying science and aviation. You have to start with basic math.
I was very determined in my childhood to avoid being ostracized for my size. I was the smallest kid in my town, in my school. It wasn't easy, I was already a geek, an " egg head" due to being a " gifted child". My goal from 4 years old was to be a pro wrestler.
I started out with soccer and gymnastics, viewed as very feminine sports in Texas in the 80's and early 90's. Next I started taking martial arts with taekwondo and pee-wee amateur wrestling, backyard wrestling and weight lifting, then nobody wanted to mess with me.
They wouldn't let me play football in high school still because I was 5'4 and 150 lbs, when every weekend I was getting the shit kicked out of me by dangerously untrained teens in a self made ring of my own and other people used boxing rings. In amateur wrestling I was the face of the "feather-weight" division, I was a black belt in taekwondo.
My experience is the opposite of my opponent. I'm proud to be renowned as key member in the generation of wrestlers from the 90's and early 2000's who have in the past 20 years changed the game. I am what a wrestler looks like today.
It flabbergasted people that I was a wrestler, I would be mistaken for being a referee when I turned up backstage.
This isn't the 80's anymore, it's not big men tearing their shirts off. I have been at the crest of this business for 23 out of the 38 years I've been breathing.
Don't mince my words, don't mistake my confidence for arrogance, I am not underestimating my opponent. I've been throttled and pummeled to paste by giants in the past and I've cut them down to size, conquering them.
I don't represent just Texas or America or even this space rock we inhabit , I fight for multi-universes, I defend the galaxy. I am Ace Sky.
cleared for take off and I kick your face off .
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Post by buckhenry on Apr 9, 2021 2:24:02 GMT
We open on a beautiful western New York evening, the sun on it’s way down, warm enough to be comfortable in just a light sweater and pants for a stroll. And that’s just what we’re seeing, Buck Henry and his wife, Dr. Henry, walking at a leisurely pace along their quiet suburban street, her hand dwarfed in his.
Dr. Henry: “It’s hard watching you lose, darling. I know you can get hurt just as easily in a win as a loss, but for some reason seeing you defeated, it always leaves me a bit more worried about you.”
Buck: “I understand your concern dear, but I’m fine. Joji defeated me fair and square, but it was really nothing more than the standard bumps and bruises. You know me, I’m made of stern stuff.”
The two share a smile, a look of sweet, saccharine adoration between the couple.
Dr. Henry: “And it appears Mac Dunney has you facing another wrestler making his debut on Sunday. This Ace Sky fellow, is he anything like Joji?”
Buck: “Well, he’s another smaller wrestler. Even smaller than Joji, actually. He’s one of those high flying types, very agile fellow. Definitely much faster than me.”
Dr. Henry: “Darling, I believe just about everyone on that roster is faster than you. You’re a very strong man but speed is not where you excel.”
Buck shrugs his massive shoulders at his wife’s assessment.
Buck: “I suppose you’re right, dear. Perhaps that’s something I should work on after I finish working my way through that encyclopedia Fiona gave me for Christmas.”
Dr. Henry: “Or while you’re working on it, perhaps? I know you love tackling one challenge at a time dear, but combining your newfound wrestling acumen with some increased speed and stamina would surely be beneficial.”
Buck is silent for a long moment.
Buck: “I guess that might be the best way to go. Multitasking has never been my forte. Maybe I could talk to some of my colleagues about how to improve my cardiovascular training.”
Buck smiles down at his wife again.
Buck: “Wherever would I be without you, dear?”
Dr. Henry: “Same as I’d be without you, Buck; less happy and less successful.”
Buck leans in and gives his wife a quick kiss as we fade out.
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