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Post by twistedthor on Aug 31, 2011 3:03:00 GMT -5
It was a great day for the Empire of Blood as Sah'ta Thor had signed the ink on his brand new Extreme Hardcore Wrestling Federation contract. A contract that expanded the influence base significantly as the company was just restarting about a break. He didn't know the details on the break but it didn't really matter as soon enough the company would come to recognize the benefits of having Sah'ta Thor on the roster. So he was in the back stage area walking towards the locker room that had been part of his contract when he ran into an old friend. Yet he wondered if his friend would recognize him his red and black camo and matching face mask. <Tag Corp>
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Post by corporal on Aug 31, 2011 3:40:56 GMT -5
Anxiously, Corporal Punishment awaited approval for his first professional wrestling deal in years. Retired long ago after the initial closing of Xtreme Violent Intent Wrestling, the Corporal knew that his particular brand of "smash mouth" wrestling was only suited for the most extreme environments.
Why exactly did he now feel the urge to return to the ring? He was happily retired, comfortable from the wages he earned putting his body on the line for XVI, what was left to prove?
Unfinished business. An alliance never truly explored, a friendship lost along the way. The Corporal knew that if he were to return to wrestling, especially into a federation making as many waves as EHWF, that he would have a great chance at finding the man known as Sah'ta Thor again.
Suddenly, as he walked his solemn stride across the refurbished halls of EHWF, he found himself staring down an interesting looking character. Black and red attire, uniquely designed face mask, if C.P. didn't know any better this guy could pass as a hardcore luchadore.
But there was an air about him, something different. That familiar feeling and charisma that helped shape a nation of followers to his cause. Could it be that Corporal Punishments journey was over as quickly as it began?
"At ease, Soldier."
Corporals sizable frame flexed from shoulder to shoulder, with a menacing scowl etched across his lips, he knew that if this man was anything like his friend of old, that he would not back down from the big mans threatening stance.
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Post by twistedthor on Aug 31, 2011 10:51:00 GMT -5
A moment of silence passes as the man shifts his weight while looking Corporal Punishment over. It had been roughly four year since he had last seen the man and it seemed that he the years had been kind to him. The question now was that the man was doing there and why he was finally returning to the wrestling ring.
"There is no rest for those on the Warpath."
The words were spoken confidently in a slightly amused tone. Yet, even with the tone and the words he waited to see if Corporal Punishment would recognize him. Either way Thor knew that the next few minutes would be interesting.
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Post by corporal on Sept 1, 2011 3:01:59 GMT -5
"Haha, you old dog! You mean OUR Warpath, the only team capable of kicking around Serafin like the snot nosed punks they were!"
Corporal Punishment slaps a meaty hand across the shoulder of his old friend, as there is very few people who would recognize the significance of Sah'ta Thors first official tag partnership.
"I've been looking for you, friend. For years I've seen you building this Empire of Blood. I pay attention to the indy's and national promotions alike. You've done very well for yourself, kid. And I'll be honest, I've seen a lot of disrespect for your work."
An upset expression quickly appears and then dissipates from his face, reverting into a look of stone cold seriousness. Corp points a large index finger towards the chest of his old friend, and decided that with Thor, it was always best to be straightforward.
"And if there's one thing I can't stand, it's disrespect. I figured I'd track you down and see if you were in the market for a proper enforcer! Someone to shut the mouths of the maggots. I think you could utilize some Corporal Punishment."
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Post by twistedthor on Sept 1, 2011 10:56:13 GMT -5
"Well then old friend it is time for us to move this conversation to out of the hallway."
This was a simple matter of fact statement that is followed by Thor nodding past Corp to a day about two dozen feet behind him. It was good to know that not only was Corp back in action but he was interested. No make that eager and excited to work for the Empire of Blood. This whole thing made Thor smile underneath his mask as he knew that his time here in the EHWF would be quite interesting.
"My locker is back behind you a short ways. Let's head there and discuss the reunion of the Warpath."
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