Post by gawd on Jun 3, 2009 4:48:18 GMT -4
[/b] TBC Matthew KravenW H Y D E N Y F A T E
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Roleplay Name: Why Deny Fate It's Course?
Roleplay #: Character Development / Storyline Progression
Characters Involved: Alexander Monroe
Roleplay Type:
Location: Kraven's Office / Redemption
Current Outfit: Standard Tights[/size]
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Side Note: Best Viewed In Black Skin/Layout.
:: The scene would come to, as Alexander Monroe was waiting inside of the empty office of Matt Kraven. His body language was tense, his eyes dripping with ferocity, gaze never leaving the door. It had been his first appearance since seemingly vanishing off of the face of the earth. He had of course been thought to be long gone, but they were all so very wrong. They wouldn't be rid of him that easy, and he sure as hell wasn't going to take that loss lying down. If it was one thing, Alexander Monroe made it a goal never to lose to the same man twice. Another? The next opponent always seemed to get the brunt of his anger, this week it just happened to be a man who seemed to be pretty high of himself.
Lucid hues shifted back and forth between the documents on Kraven's desk. Paying mind to none of them, but taking all of them in at the same time. He was a man who liked to study up on his opponents, he was a man who liked to stalk his prey. His concentrations was broken as the door handle began to shake. It was, of course, Kraven unlocking the door. He had gotten the keys from a Janitor, and had returned them to him after entering. Of course, he had locked the door behind him. He wanted all to be right, as Kraven walked into the room. ::
▪▪ The Star Destroyer ▪▪ Alexander Monroe ► "You know, this meeting can go one of two ways Matthew. It's all up to you..."
:: His words were dry, but yet they dripped with venom. His voice was calm, and yet the anger was overwhelming. His eyes pierced through the darkness, the weight of his mood being placed upon Kraven's shoulders as he gazed upon him. This man, was the man who made matches. This man, was the man he needed in his pocket. One way or another, Alexander Monroe needed him, and he was quite sure that Kraven needed him. But the question was, who needed the other more? His back arched, as he leaned into the chair. Pressing back, he brought his legs up, crossing them and placing his boots on the desk. he was dressed for combat, as his match with Mike wasn't too long away... ::
▪▪ The Star Destroyer ▪▪ Alexander Monroe ► "You know what I want, and you know what's going to happen if I don't walk out of here with a shot at it..."
:: This was of coures the Full Force Pro Television title. He could of aimed for the stars right off the bat. But that wasn't his style, no, he was methodical. He would pick apart the meat around the bones before going in for the clean break. He wanted to make the champions feel the sweat upon their brow, as he slowly slithered around them. Sizing them up, only to bite deep into their flesh and tear them to pieces. Even in the darkness, his smirk seemed to light up the office. ::
▪▪ The Star Destroyer ▪▪ Alexander Monroe ► "If I walk out of here, with what I want guaranteed, you'll have an entire roster of healthy competitors come next week..."
:: He was already imagining it; Mike Grier's body limp upon the canvas. The Nemesis Gate locked in firmly. The bell was ringing, but he was not releasing. He could smell the fear, he could taste the victory. He could see the staff members rushing down to the ring side, but none of them having the stones to step into the ring and try to forcefully remove Alexander Monroe from the ring. His already wicked smirk, turned into a devious smile. ::
▪▪ The Star Destroyer ▪▪ Alexander Monroe ► "If not, I can't guarantee my actions tonight will be sane. I can't guarantee that once I put Mike in the Nemesis Gate that I'll want to let go, Matthew...""
:: The rage from the loss had been building up in his system for far too long. He wasn't even sure that if he had been awarded what he was seeking that he could contain his anger. Maybe he wouldn't want to win the match, maybe he'd simply want to make them pay. Like he had at the last Redemption. Maybe there was no need for him to win this match to show his worth, maybe he simply had to make Mike Grier feel his pain. Inflict the agony of a mind torn apart upon a man's body. He would let Mike into his world, whether he wanted to be there or not. ::
▪▪ The Star Destroyer ▪▪ Alexander Monroe ► "Because, if you scratch my back Matthew, I will surely scratch yours..."
Take it away Matthew!
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