𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕆.𝔾. ℝ𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕝𝕖𝔹𝕣𝕠

🛴🐎 🤙 One-half of RK-Bro, former NXT Tag Team champion, and former US champion {independent multi-verse, multi-ship RP blog for Matt Riddle 𖦹 penned by Haley}

[kingofbros]

Let Em' Know, BRO!

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🛴 Make Room for the Stallion, Riddle.

New indie RP for Matthew Riddle | Open to multiple ships, fandoms, and content alike, 18+ {written by Haley}

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• Riddle's Bio under the cut

| General Info |

Full Name • Matthew Frederick Riddle but to his friends, he is simply known as Riddle.

Birthday • January 14, 1986

Age • 36 yrs old

Height • 6'2"

Weight • 216 lbs

Birthplace • Allentown, PA but raised in upstate NY

Residence • Has a home in Orlando, FL but rarely is ever home, constantly traveling from city to city.

Profession • Professional Wrestler, formerly in the UFC.

Pronouns • He/him

Sexuality • Bisexual

Martial Status • Single

Ethnicity • White

| Physical Appearance |

Hair • Medium, shoulder-length dirty blonde

Eye color • Blue

Build • Athletic - slim, toned.

Typical Clothing • Graphic t-shirts, loose shorts, sweatpants, fitted jeans, and flip flops. The more comfortable the clothing, the better!

Accessories • Rarely seen without a hat on.

| Personality |

Hobbies/interests • Riding his scooter, dirt bikes, surfing, skateboarding, hanging out at the beach, wrestling (of course!), chilling, animals, long hugs, shopping, eating, sleeping, watching movies, sketching, listening to music

Likes • Good sense of humor, easy-going people, down to earth, fun to hang out with

Dislikes • Being ordered around, being talked down to, treated like he's stupid, tough guys, work politics, just generally mean spirited people

Positive traits • Laidback, patient, honest, humble, good sense of humor, ambitious, adventurous, creative

Negative traits • Can be impulsive, if it is something he cares about he tends to overthink it, is sometimes reckless, and can act/speak without a second thought, sometimes childish

Personality Summarized • Riddle is someone who truly tries to live each day as if it were his last.  He is passionate about squeezing every drop out of life that it has to offer.  Sometimes his zeal can land him in a bit of trouble, but thanks to his accomplished wrestling background, he is usually able to sort out issues if they pose too much of a threat.  On the flip side, his normally cool, calm, and collected approach helps him to later reflect on any mistakes he may have made, and he makes a point to improve them later on.  Overall, Riddle simply views the world through childlike eyes, and no matter what life presents him, with his zeal and innocent wonder, it feeds his desire to continue to climb each day reaching for the brass rings.

[tinypaintedpixels]

by Thirumalavan Kumaran 

(ig: thirumalavan.kumaran)

[terefah]

i’m saving my brain for special occasions. if i use it every day it’ll get dirty

[kingofbros]

“It seemed like a great idea at first, challenging the big man, Omos in a one-on-one match. Despite the obvious differences between the two men, being that his opponent was a little over a foot taller than him, that was certainly no deterrent for Riddle. It would take a lot more than just fighting someone slightly bigger than him to scare him away from a challenge, and in this case, it would prove to be a colossal one.

As expected, Omos dominated the direction of the match at the start. Matt’s attempts at getting any offense in was easily countered, because once the taller man got a hold of him, the blonde was being flung across the ring like he was a stuffed animal, the Nigerian man ensuring that every square inch of his body was acquaintanced with each corner of the ring, as well as his gargantuan sized fists.

As Omos carried on his assault, he would scoop up Riddle’s battered body in a fireman’s carry, holding him there for several seconds, as he dangled high above the mat on his opponent’s shoulders.

In the short time that Omos wasn’t beating the living daylights out of Riddle, the smaller of the two was able to gain back some of his composure, getting a chance to strategize his next move. In one swift movement, he was able to swing his legs around, arms securing around the wide, solid neck that supported him in midair, as Riddle pulled Omos down headfirst to the ground, successfully executing a DDT reversal.

As the two men lie there disoriented on the canvas, a figure zoomed past in Riddle’s peripheral vision. Slowly rolling his head to the side, he saw that the figure belonged to AJ Styles, as he appeared to be helping Omos back to his feet. Then before he knew it, AJ was rushing over to Riddle’s side, his hands reaching down to grip him by his long hair, and aggressively pulling him back up to his feet.

In a flash, the blonde was being hauled between AJ’s legs, with Omos taking a step back to approvingly watch on. After using up his last bit of strength on driving his opponent’s head into the mat, Riddle was useless to fight back, prepared to take any punishments coming his way from the two men teaming upon him in his weakened position. The pressure being applied to his skull caused red spots to overtake his vision, and before AJ could pull him up into an apparent powerbomb, @twcbelts music filled the arena, accompanied by the deafening roar of the audience. Before Riddle could react, he was carelessly tossed into the corner by AJ, redirecting his attention on the vivacious lass that was emerging past the black curtain, as the incapacitated one of the bunch fell feebly onto his side, making effort to focus his dizzying eyesight long enough to discern what was going on around him.”

[twcbelts]

        it  was  something  she  had  grown  accustomed  to  ,  it  happened  more  often  than  not  in  a  world  becoming  more  and  more  progressive  in  time  passing  .  the  man  was  a  woman  in  a  predominantly  male  dominated  sport  ,  but  she  was  keen  to  prove  that  she  could  fight  with  the  best  of  them  ,  that  included  men  too  .  celtic  invasion  plays  loudly  as  she  reveals  herself  to  the  crowd  ,  both  her  belts  in  either  hand  ,  raised  proudly  in  the  air  above  her  head  . 

       fans  chat  her  name  ,  the  announcers  at  the  commentary  table  are  losing  their  minds  ,  for  not  even  they  had  seen  this  coming  .  she’s  quick  to  trot  down  the  aisle  ,  tendrils  of  fire  moving  with  her  as  she  hands  her  belts  to  a  trusted  ringside  bystander  before  running  into  the  ring  .  she  has  her  eyes  set  on  aj  ,  it  was  two  against  one  ,  not  a  fair  fight  .  and  for  riddle  ,  she  would  even  the  playing  field  .  fists  fly  ,  colliding  again  and  again  to  his  face  as  her  music  abruptly  ceases  .  

      she  was  never  one  to  hold  back  ,  always  gave  every  match  everything  she  had  ;  and  it  showed  in  her  status  as  dual  champion  .   swift  motion  to  grab  him  by  the  hair  to  throw  him  out  of  the  ring  ,  utilizing  the  apron  to  her  advantage  .  deep  inhalation  of  breath  as  she  tosses  her  head  back  ,  sweat  already  accumulating  on  brow  .  looking  towards  riddle  ,  she  moves  quickly  towards  him  .  “  .  .  .    you  alright  ,  lad  ?  “  she  asked  him  ,  accent  thick  as  concern  etches  her  features  .  

[kingofbros]

The thunderous reaction of the thousands of attendees sounded off, and Riddle could feel the heavy footsteps and vibrations upon the mat, shaking his weakened body as it lied there helplessly. He slowly rolled over onto his back, turning his head to look in the direction of the action, finding a significantly smaller figure landing continuous, steady-handed strikes square across the face of “Air Styles” himself, before easily disposing of him over the top rope.

Despite how his vision continued to cut back and forth between being focused, then back to bleary, he could easily distinguish the vibrant, crimson tresses that belonged to the ‘Man’ herself, until they became closer and closer, to the point he could make out the apprehension that outlined her face, the thickness of her accent sounding soothing to his ears.

The sight of her expression awakened something inside of Riddle, not used to seeing that look in Becky’s eyes, maybe adrenaline perhaps? Whatever it was, it caused him to work through the sharp pain that radiated from his base of his skull, leaning up on his elbow, with his free hand coming up to cradle the area that pounded in protest to his movements.

He squinted up at Becky, the lights overwhelmingly brighter around her as they were now obscured under his semi-impaired vision. “Becky?…” Riddle rasped out, managing to push up into a full sitting position with his palm supporting him upright. “I-I think so, head got pretty sauced, but overall I’m OK,” he slowly climbed back up to his feet, leaning on the ropes to steady himself, sure to never take his eyes off of the lass that stood before him. He nodded his head, in an acknowledgment of Becky’s heroic efforts. “All thanks to you, of course.” A small smile pulled across the blonde’s lips, illuminating his flushed face. Riddle extended his other arm out to Becky, palm opened as he offered it to her in solidarity in the form of a handshake.

[twcbelts]

      close  attention  is  paid  to  his  words  ,  noting  the  extended  hand  .  swift  motion  to  take  it  ,  shaking  firm  .  head  cranes  to  the  side  ,  examining  him  .  indeed  ,  they  had  unleashed  quite  the  havoc  on  the  poor  young  man  .  “  .  .  .  no  problem  ,  hate  seein’  good  lads  bein’  taken  advantage  of  ,  even  in  the  ring  .  “  a  beat  ,  release  of  his  hand  before  climbing  up  on  the  ropes  ,  taking  her  stance  as  the  crowd  cheered  for  both  becky  and  riddle  alike  . 

         she  ,  too  ,  had  faced  her  own  level  of  scrutiny  ,  unfair  treatment  ,  both  within  and  without  the  square  circle  .  she  hated  seeing  others  being  mistreated  like  that  ,  too  .  many  people  ,  including  announcers  ,  had  pointed  out  and  even  faulted  her  for  having  too  much  emotion  involved  .  she  ,  herself  ,  saw  it  as  an  asset  .  it  gave  her  passion  ,  drive  ,  and  the  will  to  keep  on  winning  .  

      she  remembered  ,  even  ,  at  the  last  wrestlemania  ,  how  she  made  them  eat  their  own  words  as  she  won  both  the  raw  and  smackdown  women’s  championships  in  one  night  ,  one  grueling  and  fateful  match  .  swift  jump  down  ,  returning  to  face  riddle  .  inquisitive  expression  radiates  throughout  chestnut  orbs  .   “  ___  ya  want  me  t’  walk  you  over  to  medical  ,  get  ya  checked  out  ?  or  ,  you  think  you’re  alright  ?  “  the  next  match  would  be  starting  soon  ,  even  styles  and  omos  had  already  vacated  the  ring  .  

[kingofbros]

It seemed the two of them had more things in common than he had initially thought. Riddle had witnessed Becky's ascension to the top, clearing every mountainous obstacle that crossed her path, which lead to her not only breaking down walls for other girls and women to follow but also revolutionizing the entire world of sports entertainment. 

Even though Riddle had an established background in mixed martial arts and made his rounds in the indie circuit before joining the WWE, that just meant he had an even bigger target on his back. He was not only the newcomer, but he had extremely high expectations from his peers, having to go the extra mile to earn their respect. There was always something to prove in terms of his skill in the ring, and usually a ton of "potatoes" being thrown his way from his opponents to challenge his mixed martial arts experience. 

As Riddle stood against the ropes, hand extended, to which Becky promptly accepted, he felt the pain and mental anguish begin to ebb away.  Such a small gesture of kindness made quite the impact after enduring the sort of treatment he had gone through.  With a firm shake of the lass's hand, he observed the way she looked him over, the concern and attentiveness present in her eyes having a disarming effect on the weakened man.

Riddle only smiled in response to Becky, breathing still a bit labored from the mishandling of earlier, and mind not completely coherent yet. He watched as she stepped away, striding over to the ropes, before climbing onto them and striking a pose, holding the audience right in the palm of her hand. He was able to step away from the rope that held him upright, taking a few small steps forward until he was standing in the center of the ring, with some strength returning to his once feeble legs.  The 'Original Bro' pointed to the figure standing high above the thousands in attendance, hyping her on before joining in with the cheering audience, clapping his hands in Becky's direction. 

As she leaped down from the ropes and returned her focus to him, Riddle's blue eyes were seemingly filled with stars, looking on admiringly at the duel champion that appeared to brighten every room she entered with her larger-than-life presence alone. It was only natural for Riddle who was not only an up-and-coming talent in the business but was also just as big of a fan of the product he was a part of it. He couldn't help but get caught up in the magnetism that "the Man" radiated. 

With a wide, dopey smile spread across his face, all he could muster was a small shake of the head.  "I don't think so, should be able to make it backstage..." Riddle still had a lot of pressure spreading throughout his head, but since he was able to stand on his feet, that was enough for him to attempt to head to medical unaided.  It was less about pride than it was about not wanting to trouble Becky for any more than she had already done for him, literally rescuing him from two men that were hellbent on taking years off of his career that was just starting to take off. 

Riddle took a small step forward, reaching over and loosely wrapping his hand around Becky's smaller wrist, raising her arm in a proud display of victory for her gallant effort.  His excitement would be cut short when his fast movement of lifting Becky's arm sent a throbbing ache down his scalp, causing him to reach up with his other hand and cradle the area that was bothering him, doubling over. The elated expression on his face immediately screwed up in the discomfort he was feeling.  "Uh, actually might not be a bad idea to have you escort me backstage after all..." Riddle muttered, blinking up at Becky as he tried to hold his head up under the immense pressure coming down on his skull.

[kingofbros]

“It seemed like a great idea at first, challenging the big man, Omos in a one-on-one match. Despite the obvious differences between the two men, being that his opponent was a little over a foot taller than him, that was certainly no deterrent for Riddle. It would take a lot more than just fighting someone slightly bigger than him to scare him away from a challenge, and in this case, it would prove to be a colossal one.

As expected, Omos dominated the direction of the match at the start. Matt’s attempts at getting any offense in was easily countered, because once the taller man got a hold of him, the blonde was being flung across the ring like he was a stuffed animal, the Nigerian man ensuring that every square inch of his body was acquaintanced with each corner of the ring, as well as his gargantuan sized fists.

As Omos carried on his assault, he would scoop up Riddle’s battered body in a fireman’s carry, holding him there for several seconds, as he dangled high above the mat on his opponent’s shoulders.

In the short time that Omos wasn’t beating the living daylights out of Riddle, the smaller of the two was able to gain back some of his composure, getting a chance to strategize his next move. In one swift movement, he was able to swing his legs around, arms securing around the wide, solid neck that supported him in midair, as Riddle pulled Omos down headfirst to the ground, successfully executing a DDT reversal.

As the two men lie there disoriented on the canvas, a figure zoomed past in Riddle’s peripheral vision. Slowly rolling his head to the side, he saw that the figure belonged to AJ Styles, as he appeared to be helping Omos back to his feet. Then before he knew it, AJ was rushing over to Riddle’s side, his hands reaching down to grip him by his long hair, and aggressively pulling him back up to his feet.

In a flash, the blonde was being hauled between AJ’s legs, with Omos taking a step back to approvingly watch on. After using up his last bit of strength on driving his opponent’s head into the mat, Riddle was useless to fight back, prepared to take any punishments coming his way from the two men teaming upon him in his weakened position. The pressure being applied to his skull caused red spots to overtake his vision, and before AJ could pull him up into an apparent powerbomb, @twcbelts music filled the arena, accompanied by the deafening roar of the audience. Before Riddle could react, he was carelessly tossed into the corner by AJ, redirecting his attention on the vivacious lass that was emerging past the black curtain, as the incapacitated one of the bunch fell feebly onto his side, making effort to focus his dizzying eyesight long enough to discern what was going on around him.”

[twcbelts]

        it  was  something  she  had  grown  accustomed  to  ,  it  happened  more  often  than  not  in  a  world  becoming  more  and  more  progressive  in  time  passing  .  the  man  was  a  woman  in  a  predominantly  male  dominated  sport  ,  but  she  was  keen  to  prove  that  she  could  fight  with  the  best  of  them  ,  that  included  men  too  .  celtic  invasion  plays  loudly  as  she  reveals  herself  to  the  crowd  ,  both  her  belts  in  either  hand  ,  raised  proudly  in  the  air  above  her  head  . 

       fans  chat  her  name  ,  the  announcers  at  the  commentary  table  are  losing  their  minds  ,  for  not  even  they  had  seen  this  coming  .  she’s  quick  to  trot  down  the  aisle  ,  tendrils  of  fire  moving  with  her  as  she  hands  her  belts  to  a  trusted  ringside  bystander  before  running  into  the  ring  .  she  has  her  eyes  set  on  aj  ,  it  was  two  against  one  ,  not  a  fair  fight  .  and  for  riddle  ,  she  would  even  the  playing  field  .  fists  fly  ,  colliding  again  and  again  to  his  face  as  her  music  abruptly  ceases  .  

      she  was  never  one  to  hold  back  ,  always  gave  every  match  everything  she  had  ;  and  it  showed  in  her  status  as  dual  champion  .   swift  motion  to  grab  him  by  the  hair  to  throw  him  out  of  the  ring  ,  utilizing  the  apron  to  her  advantage  .  deep  inhalation  of  breath  as  she  tosses  her  head  back  ,  sweat  already  accumulating  on  brow  .  looking  towards  riddle  ,  she  moves  quickly  towards  him  .  “  .  .  .    you  alright  ,  lad  ?  “  she  asked  him  ,  accent  thick  as  concern  etches  her  features  .  

[kingofbros]

The thunderous reaction of the thousands of attendees sounded off, and Riddle could feel the heavy footsteps and vibrations upon the mat, shaking his weakened body as it lied there helplessly. He slowly rolled over onto his back, turning his head to look in the direction of the action, finding a significantly smaller figure landing continuous, steady-handed strikes square across the face of "Air Styles" himself, before easily disposing of him over the top rope.

Despite how his vision continued to cut back and forth between being focused, then back to bleary, he could easily distinguish the vibrant, crimson tresses that belonged to the 'Man' herself, until they became closer and closer, to the point he could make out the apprehension that outlined her face, the thickness of her accent sounding soothing to his ears.

The sight of her expression awakened something inside of Riddle, not used to seeing that look in Becky's eyes, maybe adrenaline perhaps? Whatever it was, it caused him to work through the sharp pain that radiated from his base of his skull, leaning up on his elbow, with his free hand coming up to cradle the area that pounded in protest to his movements.

He squinted up at Becky, the lights overwhelmingly brighter around her as they were now obscured under his semi-impaired vision. "Becky?. . ." Riddle rasped out, managing to push up into a full sitting position with his palm supporting him upright. "I-I think so, head got pretty sauced, but overall I'm OK," he slowly climbed back up to his feet, leaning on the ropes to steady himself, sure to never take his eyes off of the lass that stood before him. He nodded his head, in an acknowledgment of Becky's heroic efforts. "All thanks to you, of course." A small smile pulled across the blonde's lips, illuminating his flushed face. Riddle extended his other arm out to Becky, palm opened as he offered it to her in solidarity in the form of a handshake.

[leakees]

[aesthetic-revival]

[kingofbros]

"It seemed like a great idea at first, challenging the big man, Omos in a one-on-one match. Despite the obvious differences between the two men, being that his opponent was a little over a foot taller than him, that was certainly no deterrent for Riddle. It would take a lot more than just fighting someone slightly bigger than him to scare him away from a challenge, and in this case, it would prove to be a colossal one.

As expected, Omos dominated the direction of the match at the start. Matt's attempts at getting any offense in was easily countered, because once the taller man got a hold of him, the blonde was being flung across the ring like he was a stuffed animal, the Nigerian man ensuring that every square inch of his body was acquaintanced with each corner of the ring, as well as his gargantuan sized fists.

As Omos carried on his assault, he would scoop up Riddle's battered body in a fireman's carry, holding him there for several seconds, as he dangled high above the mat on his opponent's shoulders.

In the short time that Omos wasn't beating the living daylights out of Riddle, the smaller of the two was able to gain back some of his composure, getting a chance to strategize his next move. In one swift movement, he was able to swing his legs around, arms securing around the wide, solid neck that supported him in midair, as Riddle pulled Omos down headfirst to the ground, successfully executing a DDT reversal.

As the two men lie there disoriented on the canvas, a figure zoomed past in Riddle's peripheral vision. Slowly rolling his head to the side, he saw that the figure belonged to AJ Styles, as he appeared to be helping Omos back to his feet. Then before he knew it, AJ was rushing over to Riddle's side, his hands reaching down to grip him by his long hair, and aggressively pulling him back up to his feet.

In a flash, the blonde was being hauled between AJ's legs, with Omos taking a step back to approvingly watch on. After using up his last bit of strength on driving his opponent's head into the mat, Riddle was useless to fight back, prepared to take any punishments coming his way from the two men teaming upon him in his weakened position. The pressure being applied to his skull caused red spots to overtake his vision, and before AJ could pull him up into an apparent powerbomb, @twcbelts music filled the arena, accompanied by the deafening roar of the audience. Before Riddle could react, he was carelessly tossed into the corner by AJ, redirecting his attention on the vivacious lass that was emerging past the black curtain, as the incapacitated one of the bunch fell feebly onto his side, making effort to focus his dizzying eyesight long enough to discern what was going on around him."

[jimdrugfree]

[kingofbros]

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Here we go again."

[kingofbros]

"Raaandy! Where's your RK-Bro shirt like mine, bro? We gotta get you repping these rad t-shirts. Just picture it, us wearing matching tees as we make our way down to the ring! Maybe we can even get you wearing these bro-dacious, sweet trunks also like mine, as well. You'd look even more like a stallion than you do already, and I didn't think that was remotely possible."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"The logo is on my hoody and that's as far as it goes. Can't be changing my gear up too much. I like keeping it simple. You can wear all the fancy stuff and I'll keep mine simple. Your gear does look great though. Always does."

[kingofbros]

"Awh, thanks, Randy!" Matt said brightly, holding his head up a bit higher at the compliment. "Now that you mention it, just the fact that you make effort for our team with that sweet snake on your hoody is more than enough for me. As you know, since I've said it countless times before, you make me so happy." The younger man smiled, motioning between them with his hands. "You're right, I can come out in my bright, neon colors and sequins, and you'll have your kickass darker, minimalist gear. It balances each other out perfectly!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Balance is the key. You do you and I'll keep doing what I do. It's what we've been doing and look where we are, right? You've done a lot to help me be happier too. "

[kingofbros]

"I'm so glad to hear you say it, Randy! That happiness comes through in everything we do. It's contagious to the fans, which is why we've been such a success. They can feel that we're genuinely enjoying ourselves. I know one thing, being the joy that I express onscreen while representing this team, and being by your side can NOT be put on, it all comes straight from my heart and soul."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"It comes through and the fans get to see it an enjoy it because we are actually feeling it. That's something that you have helped me with immensely. Not worrying about anything but enjoying what we we do in the ring together. It's not an act at all. And it's not something I want to give up any time soon. Here's to sticking together a hell of a lot longer."

[kingofbros]

"As long as you'll have me, I'll happily stay right here by your side. I ain't planning on going anywhere, Randy. It feels like we have reached the top, but knowing how things work when we are together, it can only go up from here!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Here to stay as long as they'll let us keep riding this wave together. If there is anything I've learned from our run together is that things can only go higher."

[kingofbros]

"Fingers crossed the creative department doesn't try to break up a good thing! But, God forbid, even if it ends on-screen, you're never going to hear the last of me off-screen. RK-Bro will always carry on as far as I'm concerned!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Twenty years in the ring with some of the best and I can honestly say that I have been having more fun right now than I have at any point in my career. And it's thanks to this man right now standing by my side as my tag partner. More than just a tag partner he's also become my friend, one of the few I have. It's hard to believe we've been at this a year now. Even if we go our separate ways eventually I can tell you that nothing will be the same after working with him."

[kingofbros]

"I am so lucky to even be in the squared circle at the same time as this man, let alone be his tag team partner. Randy, things may have started off rocky between us, but we were destined to work through it as any good team, and friendship must do. We came out stronger in the end for it, and thank you for sticking it out with me through the entire year we've been teaming up. I've learned so much and gained even more during this time together. You've taught me to dot every I and cross every T, and the taste of victory at your side has been sweet. Do you know what else is sweeter? Being your friend, which has been the high spot of this entire journey. Thank you for trusting the process, supporting this team, and most importantly being by my side through the good and bad. I don't ever take a moment of our partnership or friendship for granted!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"You say you're the lucky one. Believe me, the lucky one is me. You've helped me more than you know. Even if we started rocky we got where we are because I've learned just as much from you as you have from me. I for one am thankful for every minute we've been able to spend together."

[kingofbros]

"Randy, you're pulling at my heartstrings over here, man! You can't say stuff like that and not expect me to give you a big bear hug! I'm so stoked that we can have the success of RK-Bro in the ring, and then when it's just the two of us when we step out of that ring we still have our friendship to hold onto."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Yeah, getting used to those too. Everything in the ring wouldn't mean anything if we didn't have what we have outside the ring.

[kingofbros]

Matt's eyes widened as Randy reached out to him with his arms extended, and the younger man practically ran into the embrace, throwing his arms around his friend to eagerly return it. "I dunno, Randy... I know you say you're the lucky one in this partnership, but receiving a hug from the Viper himself ain't a bad gig. It's starting to point more towards me being the lucky one."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Here we go again."

[kingofbros]

"Raaandy! Where's your RK-Bro shirt like mine, bro? We gotta get you repping these rad t-shirts. Just picture it, us wearing matching tees as we make our way down to the ring! Maybe we can even get you wearing these bro-dacious, sweet trunks also like mine, as well. You'd look even more like a stallion than you do already, and I didn't think that was remotely possible."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"The logo is on my hoody and that's as far as it goes. Can't be changing my gear up too much. I like keeping it simple. You can wear all the fancy stuff and I'll keep mine simple. Your gear does look great though. Always does."

[kingofbros]

"Awh, thanks, Randy!" Matt said brightly, holding his head up a bit higher at the compliment. "Now that you mention it, just the fact that you make effort for our team with that sweet snake on your hoody is more than enough for me. As you know, since I've said it countless times before, you make me so happy." The younger man smiled, motioning between them with his hands. "You're right, I can come out in my bright, neon colors and sequins, and you'll have your kickass darker, minimalist gear. It balances each other out perfectly!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Balance is the key. You do you and I'll keep doing what I do. It's what we've been doing and look where we are, right? You've done a lot to help me be happier too. "

[kingofbros]

"I'm so glad to hear you say it, Randy! That happiness comes through in everything we do. It's contagious to the fans, which is why we've been such a success. They can feel that we're genuinely enjoying ourselves. I know one thing, being the joy that I express onscreen while representing this team, and being by your side can NOT be put on, it all comes straight from my heart and soul."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"It comes through and the fans get to see it an enjoy it because we are actually feeling it. That's something that you have helped me with immensely. Not worrying about anything but enjoying what we we do in the ring together. It's not an act at all. And it's not something I want to give up any time soon. Here's to sticking together a hell of a lot longer."

[kingofbros]

"As long as you'll have me, I'll happily stay right here by your side. I ain't planning on going anywhere, Randy. It feels like we have reached the top, but knowing how things work when we are together, it can only go up from here!"

[theprincethrone-deactivated2016]

I appreciate your smile:Part 2

[kingofbros]

"I know it's like saying the sky is blue, but I gotta say it. What a handsome fella!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Twenty years in the ring with some of the best and I can honestly say that I have been having more fun right now than I have at any point in my career. And it's thanks to this man right now standing by my side as my tag partner. More than just a tag partner he's also become my friend, one of the few I have. It's hard to believe we've been at this a year now. Even if we go our separate ways eventually I can tell you that nothing will be the same after working with him."

[kingofbros]

"I am so lucky to even be in the squared circle at the same time as this man, let alone be his tag team partner. Randy, things may have started off rocky between us, but we were destined to work through it as any good team, and friendship must do. We came out stronger in the end for it, and thank you for sticking it out with me through the entire year we've been teaming up. I've learned so much and gained even more during this time together. You've taught me to dot every I and cross every T, and the taste of victory at your side has been sweet. Do you know what else is sweeter? Being your friend, which has been the high spot of this entire journey. Thank you for trusting the process, supporting this team, and most importantly being by my side through the good and bad. I don't ever take a moment of our partnership or friendship for granted!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"You say you're the lucky one. Believe me, the lucky one is me. You've helped me more than you know. Even if we started rocky we got where we are because I've learned just as much from you as you have from me. I for one am thankful for every minute we've been able to spend together."

[kingofbros]

"Randy, you're pulling at my heartstrings over here, man! You can't say stuff like that and not expect me to give you a big bear hug! I'm so stoked that we can have the success of RK-Bro in the ring, and then when it's just the two of us when we step out of that ring we still have our friendship to hold onto."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Here we go again."

[kingofbros]

"Raaandy! Where's your RK-Bro shirt like mine, bro? We gotta get you repping these rad t-shirts. Just picture it, us wearing matching tees as we make our way down to the ring! Maybe we can even get you wearing these bro-dacious, sweet trunks also like mine, as well. You'd look even more like a stallion than you do already, and I didn't think that was remotely possible."

[coldbloodedpredator]

"The logo is on my hoody and that's as far as it goes. Can't be changing my gear up too much. I like keeping it simple. You can wear all the fancy stuff and I'll keep mine simple. Your gear does look great though. Always does."

[kingofbros]

"Awh, thanks, Randy!" Matt said brightly, holding his head up a bit higher at the compliment. "Now that you mention it, just the fact that you make effort for our team with that sweet snake on your hoody is more than enough for me. As you know, since I've said it countless times before, you make me so happy." The younger man smiled, motioning between them with his hands. "You're right, I can come out in my bright, neon colors and sequins, and you'll have your kickass darker, minimalist gear. It balances each other out perfectly!"

[coldbloodedpredator]

"Balance is the key. You do you and I'll keep doing what I do. It's what we've been doing and look where we are, right? You've done a lot to help me be happier too. "

[kingofbros]

"I'm so glad to hear you say it, Randy! That happiness comes through in everything we do. It's contagious to the fans, which is why we've been such a success. They can feel that we're genuinely enjoying ourselves. I know one thing, being the joy that I express onscreen while representing this team, and being by your side can NOT be put on, it all comes straight from my heart and soul."

[ringer04]

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