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hello

i'm level 9 balanced 66 loudy fans and a level 1 entrance.




Rp:
John Cash: Opponent 1
Master Demon: Opponent 2
Camel Caen: Commentator 1
Maximilian; Commentator 2
Ladies and gentleman's I present you.. (and Ki Moka makes is entrances stealing the microphone) and says:

Ki Moka: Good night everybody, I'm here and I'm Ki Mokaaa, Mokaaa. I'm the new guy of the brand and I'm gonna show you fabulists show's
John Cash: (appears in the entrance and looks at the ring) AH AH AH AH!! look this tinny tinny guy!! AH AH AH!!
Ki Moka: Come here and fight with me, come here Jonh cash I'm not scared
Master Demon (appears in the television): Hold hold!! Waiting for me bro.. I wanna make a piece of cake of him too!!!
Ki Moka: (Showing no fear grabs a chair and say to all coming) All of you.. come get me, come get me...
General Manager: Hold up everybody!! CALM DOWN CALM DOWN!! You want all battle!! You gonna battle.. in a Extreme Rules Triple Threat and only the winner stays in the brand.. Good luck!!!!
Camel Caen: What a great start for the tonight Show!! A Triple Threat with Extreme Rules and only the winner stays!! WOWOW! What do you think Maximilian?
Maximilian: Great! I can't wait to see that fight!! And Ki Moka I'm sure it gonna be a wrestler from this brand next week!!
(Ki Moka is already waiting in the ring with a chair in his hands, John Cash his in the ramp with a baseball bat)
and now we introduce the Master Demoooooooon!
Maximilian: OMG Master Demon already makes John bleeding.. What a debut...


(in the end)
Maximilian: And Ki Moka wins this huge fight and a contract with the brand, I've told you!!
Camel Caen: Sorry but after this fight I don't think I can talk right now!! WOWO What a fight!!


do I have a contract?
Thanks

Name: Leongster
Level: 6 Resistace
Gimmick: Ex-leader of a special force but now a loser looking for trouble
Costume: Wearing a flak jacket and headband with a strange insignia
Alignment: Heel (I can RP as face if required)
Entrance: Nil at the moment
History:
Leongster used to be the leader of a special force. He used to be a compassionate man who cared for his subordinate.
He used to a caring husband who never fail to find time for her wife. He used to be complete all mission with efficiency.
He used to...
Until one mission, his whole unit was killed... except him.
When he woke up from coma, he changed.
All he cared was drinking alchohol and smoking cigarettes.
He quited his job, divorced with his wife and fought in the streets.
But one thing never changed, he still wears on the flak jacket and headband of his special force...
To earn money for his cigarettes, he started underground streetfigthing.
Eventually he decided to join the
"Full Force Impact" federation


*** RP sample ***
The scenery was very dark, dirty and dreary.

A husky voice can be heard from the dark alley: "I need backup! Now!"

There was overflowing trash cans all over the side of the street. A stray dog search for food among the trash.

The husky voice shout in distraught: "what do you mean there's no reinforcement?"

There was broken screen doors and broken windows. There were flies everywhere.

The monologue continues "Nobody give orders to my men! You're done!"

Cigarettes butt and beer bottles scattered all around the deserted street. The camera pans over to a man, lying on the floor, alone. He wears a army flak jacket and headband with a strange insignia. He has a cigarette hanging out of his mouth and it flops up and down as he mumbles angrily to himself.

The sound of a car engine can be heard from the distance. The man rise to his feet and approaches the sound.
The man reaches reaches into his tights and pulls out a knuckle buster.
As the car drove by, he stretches out his fist. A sharp screeching sound can be heard as the metal contact followed by the screeching sound of car brakes.

Two big black guy steps out of the car: "You looking for trouble! Huh?"

The man in flak jacket smile as he nails the first black guy skull with his knuckle buster and loads the second on his shoulders, throwing himself backward crushing the black guy on the dirt street.

The camera pans to the inside the well furnished of the limousine, quite opposite to the street outside. Another man dressed in a black suit sits inside the car indifferent to what happened outside.

The well-dressed man raised his hand and signaled the two black guy to stop and asked: "What's your name?"

The man in flak jacket replied: "Leongster"