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@hurting-and-wulfing
”..Wait—I didn’t mean it like that! My apologies for forgetting….!”
"Nah, it ain't yer fault, kiddo! Heck, you were probably a lil baby when I was at my peak!"
"But I ain't just gonna sit and whine 'bout how people forgot me! I have fights to win!"
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"Ugh, sooooo rude! Why can’t y’all be more well-mannered like myself?"
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She slams her notebook down on the table before sitting there for e moment
"……."
"Please sign my notebook."
The man jumps after hearing the sound of the notebook slamming on the table. Only to see an androgynous-looking girl in front of him, and for a couple of seconds, there was nothing but an awkward silence…until the girl decides to break it.
“Oh uh…sure kid, what’s yer…..”
The man takes a closer look at her.
"Hey, yer the girl that challenged me to a fight!"
"Actually, you challenged me." She states
"I also kicked your ass. Only because wrestling too barbaric, while marital arts planned out and careful."
The man frowns upon her smug attitude.
"Well, s'pposed ya don't want my autograph then!"
In a lonely booth of an almost deserted Wrestling convention:
"God, cons are a drag!"
He hasn’t even given any autographs yet.
And up comes a stuttering anvil.
"M-M-M-Mister Beo…S-Sir…I-Is that really you…?"
The man then notices the living anvil speaking with him. Boy, you know you has seen enough shit when THAT sight doesn't fazes you.
"Yer an odd one! What's yer name?"
Beo liked to have a small chat with their fans before giving them their autographs, something the managers of the conventions back then always protested against, since it only helped to make the lines longer. But frankly, who the hell cares now? Look at that place? It's like a ghost town.
In a lonely booth of an almost deserted Wrestling convention:
"God, cons are a drag!"
He hasn’t even given any autographs yet.
Please darling, no one wants to see a washed up wrestler in public anymore! They come to see moi !
"And why is that? Oh, yeah, tha's right, Halloween is comin' up huh?" He quipped
In a lonely booth of an almost deserted Wrestling convention:
"God, cons are a drag!"
He hasn’t even given any autographs yet.
She slams her notebook down on the table before sitting there for e moment
"……."
"Please sign my notebook."
The man jumps after hearing the sound of the notebook slamming on the table. Only to see an androgynous-looking girl in front of him, and for a couple of seconds, there was nothing but an awkward silence...until the girl decides to break it.
"Oh uh...sure kid, what's yer....."
The man takes a closer look at her.
"Hey, yer the girl that challenged me to a fight!"
In a lonely booth of an almost deserted Wrestling convention:
"God, cons are a drag!"
He hasn't even given any autographs yet.
How about a dream where he screws his body up so badly he is forced to retire permanently?
"Don't even joke 'bout that brother!"
The man shivers at the bare thought of that, then taking the wolf hoodie off of him, and staring at it, intensely, and his face showed a quite stern expression, pretty different from his usual cocky but upbeat smile.
Getting paraplegic is always a risk in his line of business, but...there's nothing which Wulf is more scared of, the man IS wrestling, his entire being, his entire life, was devoted to fighting, for him, for the fans, for the entire Canopy Kingdom.
Unable to fight....that's no way to live, at least, not for him.
"A wolf without it's fangs, is a dead one..." He uttered n a serious tone.
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Jay removed her gloves and had reached outward with caution, placing her gentle fingers over the rough hyde of the wolf skin. —well, not as rough as she thought it would be. It was almost as delicate of her own fingers, but it had obviously been through some rough days here and there.
With a giggle, and a few jumps, the short pinkette and released it, and clasped her hands beneath her chin. She then swayed out of excitement. It wasn’t everyday she met a man who had worn a dead animals skin upon his head. —-the dead part was what she found most exciting, truth be told.
“…it’s so cute. But it’s also so rugged. I’ve never met anyone who would be willing to walk around with an actual artifact of death over their skull~!”
The man smiles at the girl's reaction, it was nice to see someone appreciating Silver, most people, are mostly creeped out by the creature.
He chuckles after hearing the girl's description of the wolf, an artifact of death, he'll definitely use that one in one of his matches. Wulf was about to put it backon , but then he had an idea.
"Wanna try it out? Feel the strength of the wolf over yer head?"
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"Oh, my lady, I mean yer majesty! If I knew you’d be visiting, I’d have wore a suit or somethin’."
(( ☂ )) "Thank-you, Mr. Beowulf, but formal attire is not required for such a casual encounter."
"I guess, but ya know, yer the high-class lady n' stuff! I doesn't feel right."
The man scratches the back of his head, the man takes pride of his attire, and he would wear anytime,but even him knows that meeting figures like Parasoul requires a certain ammount of formality.
Wulf always had a certain admiration towards the lady, oh, she was a tough nut to crack, but she was also the best thing to happen to the Canopy Kingdom, especially after what happened to the queen, a real shitstorm that was.
Parasoul was diligent, and diplomatic, but also doesn't backdown if someone threatening her, those are the traits of a true leader.
"So, what brings such a figure to our humble wrestling gym?"
What about a robot? Oh, I know; a furry, fully functional 3 speed and pro vibration android! I won't even go anon this time!
"I fought somethin' like that in my wrestling years....didn't end well!"
"Foxy grand-I'M NOT THAT OLD!"
Professional cock-sucker
"...."
"Is that you Foil Teeth?"
Literally a wolf, would a wolf survive the D
The man puts his hand over his wolf's hoodie ears!
"People! Not in front of Silver!"
