#BeastMode

"I'm an ass kicking son of a bitch. I don't respect anybody. I don't care what people think about me. I could give two shits about what people think about me throughout my entire day. I was put on this earth to seek and destroy and to hurt people. Is that sadistic? Maybe to some people. It's a day that I get to show up, kick somebody's ass, and get paid." ~ Brock Lesnar, conqueror. {Calm your tits and testicles, this is just a RP}

[beastmodeconqueror]

Starters I'll get to after extreme rules.

[beastmodeconqueror]

@wrestlingprincesshelmsley //hey sorry I ditched our plot. I missed you.

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

I missed you too yo! I understand tho we all need a break from time to time.

[beastmodeconqueror]

// yeah definitely! I just needed a break and I forgot the password for a little bit lmao

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

//I hate when I do that lmao

[beastmodeconqueror]

//righttttt me too. I'll probably do things after extreme rules

[beastmodeconqueror]

@wrestlingprincesshelmsley //hey sorry I ditched our plot. I missed you.

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

I missed you too yo! I understand tho we all need a break from time to time.

[beastmodeconqueror]

// yeah definitely! I just needed a break and I forgot the password for a little bit lmao

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

Elise sat up in bed, gasping for air as pain wracked her entire body. She reached over and shook Brock, throwing the covers off of them. “It’s time!” @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

Brock groaned then opened his eyes. He quickly sat up realizing what was happening. "Shit! Okay!" He got up and quickly got dressed then helped her and picked her up in his arms quickly racing toward the car.

[beastmodeconqueror]

@wrestlingprincesshelmsley //hey sorry I ditched our plot. I missed you.

[beastmodeconqueror]

Hey guys.

Sorry for my sudden absences. I had a shit load that life threw at me but I'm back and I'm ready to roleplay soooo.. Like for a starter.

[satanicprincessraile]

“Yeah I’m an Orton but you’re still more problematic,” she grinned. @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

“Maybe I enjoy being problematic.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“You would.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

“And you would too. Don’t tell me you get joy out of being one of the most hated wrestlers here.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“Not when it limits my dating pool,” she laughed.

[beastmodeconqueror]

“The intimidation from your father limits your dating pool.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“Yes that too.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Lucky for you, your father doesn't scare me."

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

She hissed. “Let him go, Morrison.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

“Or what?” He chuckled then stepped over Brock and walked toward her. He knelt down toward her then smirked, “You always had to make things so difficult. All this could’ve been avoided if you married me.”

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

“….if I marry you, will you let him go?”

[beastmodeconqueror]

"No!" Brock growled getting up but John quickly turned around and held a gun toward him. "Easy there, beast boy."

[lexusxwilliamsx-deactivated2016]

@beastmodeconqueror

[Text]: good job last night! I was cheering you on hardcore last night. Wish I was able to see you before I leave.

[beastmodeconqueror]

[Text]: I’ll text you my room number. We can hang out.

[lexusxwilliamsx-deactivated2016]

[Text]: I’d like that. I’ll have my sister watch my son and I’ll be right over.

[beastmodeconqueror]

[Text]: I'll be waiting.

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Congratulations on your win." - x4femmefatales (AJ)

Brock smirked at her, “Thanks, Tiny.”

[thexfearlessnikki]

“Hunky, huh?” He smirked then looked down at her. “What brings you to my hotel room? Did you wanna be conquered by the Beast?” He smirked, in nothing but a towel.

“Well umm…. yes. I did. I mean between you and me, it’s just– I can’t help but love older, bigger men.” April spoke seductively looking at, the beast.

[beastmodeconqueror]

Brock bit his lip then brought her inside. He took her hand and let it roam down his body then let her grab his cock through his towel. He smirked, "You ever had one like that?"

[satanicprincessraile]

“Yeah I’m an Orton but you’re still more problematic,” she grinned. @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

“Maybe I enjoy being problematic.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“You would.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

“And you would too. Don’t tell me you get joy out of being one of the most hated wrestlers here.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“Not when it limits my dating pool,” she laughed.

[beastmodeconqueror]

"The intimidation from your father limits your dating pool."

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

She hissed. “Let him go, Morrison.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Or what?" He chuckled then stepped over Brock and walked toward her. He knelt down toward her then smirked, "You always had to make things so difficult. All this could've been avoided if you married me."

[lexusxwilliamsx-deactivated2016]

@beastmodeconqueror

[Text]: good job last night! I was cheering you on hardcore last night. Wish I was able to see you before I leave.

[beastmodeconqueror]

[Text]: I'll text you my room number. We can hang out.

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Congratulations on your win." - x4femmefatales (AJ)

Brock smirked at her, “Thanks, Tiny.”

[thexfearlessnikki]

“Very welcome, hunky!” She replied back playfully.

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Hunky, huh?" He smirked then looked down at her. "What brings you to my hotel room? Did you wanna be conquered by the Beast?" He smirked, in nothing but a towel.

[satanicprincessraile]

“Yeah I’m an Orton but you’re still more problematic,” she grinned. @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

“Maybe I enjoy being problematic.”

[satanicprincessraile]

“You would.”

[beastmodeconqueror]

"And you would too. Don't tell me you get joy out of being one of the most hated wrestlers here."

[chopin-and-chairshots]

Elise was just minding her own business when it happened. She hadn’t expected things to go so wrong. She was in the cereal aisle when there was a pinch at the back of her neck, and she collapsed bonelessly into someone’s arms. “Miss me, sweetheart?”, Morrison’s voice whispered. She barely had time to press the warning button on the back of her necklace before passing out. @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

Brock sat up from his slumber, feeling like something was wrong. “Elise?” He looked around his room but no sign of his bride to be. Maybe he was just overthinking things.

He sighed and took his shower 20 minutes later.

As he walked toward the bed to get his clothes latex out for the day, he kept glancing at his phone.

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

She managed to wake up and hit the button on her necklace before noticing that he’d only tied one wrist.

[beastmodeconqueror]

Brock looked at his phone and knew Elise was in trouble. He rushed out of their apartment and into his truck following the directions of where the phone led him.

[wrestlingprincesshelmsley]

She struggled, trying to free herself and rubbing her stomach to calm down the babies.

[beastmodeconqueror]

Brock found this abandoned house and practically swerved into the driveway. He jumped out of the car. He ran toward the door and kicked the handle off causing the door to open. He ran through the house but not for long when he found Elise struggling. He walked toward but was hit in the back of the head with a sharp object.

John chuckled as the beast fell down and said, "Wow, lise' you really know how to pick em'."

[satanicprincessraile]

“Yeah I’m an Orton but you’re still more problematic,” she grinned. @beastmodeconqueror

[beastmodeconqueror]

"Maybe I enjoy being problematic."