Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2018 20:43:44 GMT -5
Daruun Micheal: It's been far, far, far too long, XHF. I've been given offers by the top companies! Ascension Wrestling Federation, Anonymous Xtreme Wrestling, Riot Star Wrestling and many more. But, today... Today is where I start my journey in Wild Roswell Wrestling!
The scene opens up outside of Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York. The night lights of the city are shining brightly. There stands, the six foot five, three hundred and thirty-two pound, the high flying powerhouse known only as a man with No Fear. The One and Only, Daruun Micheal!
Daruun Micheal: Ah, Wild Roswell Wrestling, you seem to be promising! Once again, a promising company has put me in a World Championship Tournament, this time I have no Broken Brilliances, no Metrosexuals, I have not heard from them since AWA's closure. I hope they do well in their future endeavours.
Daruun Micheal: At the Crash Site, I have my first opponent of Wild Roswell Wrestling in the name of Joesph Esch. An Amish gentle soul, so promising, but, he wants to insult me. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I thought I would face someone that is a nice guy! Well, if he is a nice enough person, he didn't seem like that in his letter to Mr Crazy Phil.
Daruun Micheal: Mr Esch, at the Crash Site I want to keep my undefeated run going, and keep it going until I win the Wild Roswell Wrestling Heavyweight Championship of the World. I was inches away from winning one tournament, I will win this one. You have wrestled with Bigfoot? You have build barns, houses and many more all by yourself? You have chopped 600 pieces of wood in an hour? Kind sir, you know who you are facing? Do you know what you are dealing with here? I am a man who is Fearless. Whether these are some dastardly mind games or not, I will show you what No Fear looks like. I think a Fall From Grace and a God's Last Gift will fix you up nicely. Good day to you, sir.
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The scene opens up outside of Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York. The night lights of the city are shining brightly. There stands, the six foot five, three hundred and thirty-two pound, the high flying powerhouse known only as a man with No Fear. The One and Only, Daruun Micheal!
Daruun Micheal: Ah, Wild Roswell Wrestling, you seem to be promising! Once again, a promising company has put me in a World Championship Tournament, this time I have no Broken Brilliances, no Metrosexuals, I have not heard from them since AWA's closure. I hope they do well in their future endeavours.
Daruun Micheal: At the Crash Site, I have my first opponent of Wild Roswell Wrestling in the name of Joesph Esch. An Amish gentle soul, so promising, but, he wants to insult me. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I thought I would face someone that is a nice guy! Well, if he is a nice enough person, he didn't seem like that in his letter to Mr Crazy Phil.
Daruun Micheal: Mr Esch, at the Crash Site I want to keep my undefeated run going, and keep it going until I win the Wild Roswell Wrestling Heavyweight Championship of the World. I was inches away from winning one tournament, I will win this one. You have wrestled with Bigfoot? You have build barns, houses and many more all by yourself? You have chopped 600 pieces of wood in an hour? Kind sir, you know who you are facing? Do you know what you are dealing with here? I am a man who is Fearless. Whether these are some dastardly mind games or not, I will show you what No Fear looks like. I think a Fall From Grace and a God's Last Gift will fix you up nicely. Good day to you, sir.
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