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@neckbreakers
"If i didn't know any better, Quen, I'd say that you were just looking to get in some trouble. Never you were the type. Always thought you to be one of those uptight guys with sticks up their asses." Lorenzo had to bite back a laugh as the man in front of him certainly wasn't fitting the image he had in his head of him. "But if you say you're up for some pranking, we can start small. Wouldn't want you getting your ass kicked because you went too big too fast."
❛ don't you have to be stupid somewhere else? ❜ / ryan.
he kicks up his feet on a chair that’s opposite to the bench he sits on. kicks up his feet on a chair in a locker room where he certainly isn’t welcome. maybe moxley has never been welcome anywhere in his life before– thrives on it. knows this and this only. ❛ nah. ❜ he chuckles, hands folded on his stomach. ❛ here is perfect. ya not annoyed, are ya, darlin’ ? ❜
@neckbreakers gets a starter from. . . ANASTASIA ROMERO.
anastasia stood in the dimly lit conference room, the flickering overhead lights casting sharp shadows across her perfectly manicured nails as she reviewed the evening's agenda. she was a force to be reckoned with — her reputation as a ruthless manager preceded her, and she relished every moment of it.
as she sipped her espresso, her gaze shifted to the large window, watching the city lights twinkle like stars in the night. the tension in the air was palpable, and she could feel it — a shift that promised change, perhaps even chaos. just then, the door swung open, and a figure stepped in, an air of uncertainty about them.
'well, look who finally decided to join me,' she said, her voice smooth yet laced with an edge that hinted at her unyielding ambition. ' i trust you’ve come to discuss more than just pleasantries? i have plans, and i'm not in the mood for distractions.' she leaned back in her chair, fixing them with a piercing gaze that dared them to step out of line. ' so tell me, are you ready to play this game? because I don’t do half-measures, and i expect nothing less from you. '
@neckbreakers gets a starter from . . . CORA JADE.
cora was backstage giving an interview to be posted later online on the wwe site, she had just recently returned and as usual they wanted a little chat with her to know what was on her mind. ' - and you know, this was getting boring without me so. . ' words cut off as she feels a gentle tap on her shoulder, a sigh of frustration as her bratty persona shines through, not even aware of who it might be. ' ugh, can i like never have a moment for myself around here?! what do you want? ' she questioned before turning around not facing this person just yet.
@neckbreakers gets a starter from . . . DREW MCINTYRE.
drew stepped out of the arena, as he adjusted the collar of his leather jacket, the night had gone exactly as he planned, leaving a trail of chaos in the ring. he glanced around the parking lot, the chill in the air biting at his skin. ' what a night it’s been,' he muttered to himself, a smirk creeping onto his face. just as he was about to head to his car, he spotted a figure lingering nearby, and his interest piqued. 'well, well, what do we have 'ere? ' he said, his voice low and dripping with his trademark intensity. ' you look a wee bit lost, or perhaps just brave enough to wander into the lion’s den. either way, ye better be ready for a good bleedin’ time if you tryin' to get on me bad side. '
@neckbreakers gets a starter from . . . MELINA PEREZ
melina sat at the signing table, her trademark smile plastered across her face as she greeted fans and signed memorabilia. the excitement of the event buzzed in the air, but her attention suddenly shifted when she spotted a familiar face in the crowd. her heart skipped a beat, memories flooding back. ' no way,' she muttered under her breath, her eyes narrowing as she leaned forward, trying to get a better look. ' is that really you? ' she called out, a mix of surprise and curiosity in her voice. the moment their eyes locked, a flood of nostalgia hit her, tinged with the bittersweetness of their past.
@neckbreakers gets a starter from . . . BRON BREAKKER.
bron paced backstage, adrenaline coursing through his veins as the sounds of the crowd echoed in the distance. he could feel the energy, the anticipation crackling in the air, and it only fueled his determination. glancing around at the hustle and bustle of the crew preparing for the show, he could feel a shadow behind him approaching, defensiveness coming through like the thorns of a rose. ' tonight is the fucking night, nobody better mess with me. i'm not in the mood, so you better watch your mouth whatever's to come out of it next '
