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| Excitement And Sorrow; Jerri Wonderful RP | |
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| Katriona | May 25 2017, 12:11 AM Post #1 |
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The scene opens within an old dungeon-like facility in which a wrestling ring, located within the area of Kingston, London, England. Various grunts and groans were being heard from the ring as they participated in sharpening up their in-ring skills. The wrestlers shown in the ring were The "Wonder Babe" Jerri Wonderful, along with his bestie and manager, Nichelle as they were practicing some good ole chain-wrestling. There was one distinct dom and sub in this exchange with them being evenly matched, as it was a back-and-forth battle between the friends. The video then fast-forwarded to the two trading different times of arm drags, whether it being diving, springboarding, over the shoulders, wheelbarrows, etc. Minutes later, the two were seemingly done with their work out, being sweating and fatigued with there work out, clasping hands with a loud high-five before sliding out of the ring and going over to dispense the water from the machine into the paper cups, taking long gulps. Jerri then opted to dump the water onto of his head before shivering and shaking his body. Jerri: "Ahhh, man. That was a great session. Good Job, Nichelle. You could be in the ring yourself if you put your mind to it. Better than some of our best Hellcats if you ask me." With a cocky sneer from Nichelle, she brushed back her flowing her behind her shoulder, giggling at the compliment. Nichelle: "Oh, Jerri. Ha ha, you can't even give a compliment without throwing shade to other people. But hey, last time I checked, I'm your manager. If it's anyone's work in the ring, it's going to be you. And this week, I would highly take that into consideration. You make her singles debut, and against Alastor Sinclaire." A smirk crawls upon Jerri's face as he begins to speak. Jerri: "Oh, right. I'm facing Alastor Sinclaire. Hehehe, so damn easy on the eyes if you know what I mean. Seems to have had a few choices word about me these past couple of days I heard. Something about what kind of self respecting man names himself the Wonder Babe? Ahhh, how cute. He's curious. Intrigued. Worried about what Jerri Wonderful is about, but let's face it: what man isn't? Well, come Friday, you will all about being the Wonder Babe is all about." Jerri lets out a shrug as he and Nichelle share an evil smile to another. Jerri: "It doesn't matter how many people he has put out or put on the shelf, because none of them are named Jerri Wonderful. What he should be worried about is what I can do to him. Trust me, there's a lot of things creeping through my mind about Alastor, and it's not about who he has injured. And I will give him a sneak peek of that on Prevolt for the whole world to see. Jerri winks as Nichelle then leaves and departs within the women's locker room as the Wonder Babe continues to ramble on to himself. Jerri: "The only reason Alastor should be worrying about what my body can do is if he is prepared to let world see what Jerri will do to cause a reaction to his body. But since he had to know so bad, yes I can swim within the deep and shallow waters. The real question is if you can swim within a pool of your blood after one half of Conceived Surrow is done with you. Hmmm, I have a good feeling that Friday will be the perfect date night for both of us. We will both get what we want." Jerri unclipped the ponytail holder within his dirty blonde hair as the damp locks flowed down his shoulders before the camera ended up fading to black. |
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