Post by Icon Lord Leon Corbin on Feb 6, 2015 13:47:11 GMT -6
Icon Corbin: EVALYN?!!
He scrambles about the place, tossing nondescript belongings in the air and creating an utter mess, clearly searching for something. Standing up straight, the 2007 Lord vents his frustration with a double claw hand gesture as his head swings left and right.
Icon Corbin: I know I left them here somewhere! EVALYN?!!!
Eva: (Muffled) What?
Icon Corbin: HAVE YOU SEEN MY BOLLOCKS?! I APPARENTLY NEED MY BOLLOCKS!!
He gets no answer, eventually giving up his search with something of grin on his face.
Icon Corbin: Heh…okay seriously, I’ve got Alex Cross hot on my heels, I’ve got Damien Knight failing to deliver me from evil, John Champa fallen from the face of the earth yet again after I put him in his place and now? Now I have Ian Headline, Ian fucking Headline?! What kinda fucking name is that?! But there he is, parading some unknown ring with canned cheers and boos, spewing at the mouth about being the best even though no one has witnessed this so-called talent. First of all, sunshine, you do NOT call ME out and you do NOT tell ME what to do. Ever. You want to head straight to the top? Tough shit, take the fucking stairs because the elevator is broken. There is no easy way up here and especially not for fucking idiots making assumptions as to where they’ll end up in this place.
See what it takes to defeat you? Who the fuck even are you? You might be the hottest free agent right now, but you’re lukewarm next to a man like me and if you need to see that for yourself, then I’m not even stressing about the prospect of getting your cute little arse in the ring across from me. I mean, it’s not like I am expecting Damien to even show up so why not? Why not let me put my hands all over you instead, ay?
Sorry Evalyn, I know you’ll see this but you gotta admit. He’s kinda right when he says he’s hot. Body a bit similar to mine as well…
There’s that trademark sideward smirk of his.
Icon Corbin: I’m messing. Maybe. But I’m not messing when I say I will kick your fucking pearly whites so far down your throat your arse will be smiling at me before I kick that too. So you don’t need to worry about me being “barve” enough or “me” nutsack and definitely not whether I have what it takes to defeat you either. I’ll even do you a favour and put in a good word for you so you can get your wish of a Corbin arse kicking sooner rather than later. Until then, thank you and fuck off…
He scrambles about the place, tossing nondescript belongings in the air and creating an utter mess, clearly searching for something. Standing up straight, the 2007 Lord vents his frustration with a double claw hand gesture as his head swings left and right.
Icon Corbin: I know I left them here somewhere! EVALYN?!!!
Eva: (Muffled) What?
Icon Corbin: HAVE YOU SEEN MY BOLLOCKS?! I APPARENTLY NEED MY BOLLOCKS!!
He gets no answer, eventually giving up his search with something of grin on his face.
Icon Corbin: Heh…okay seriously, I’ve got Alex Cross hot on my heels, I’ve got Damien Knight failing to deliver me from evil, John Champa fallen from the face of the earth yet again after I put him in his place and now? Now I have Ian Headline, Ian fucking Headline?! What kinda fucking name is that?! But there he is, parading some unknown ring with canned cheers and boos, spewing at the mouth about being the best even though no one has witnessed this so-called talent. First of all, sunshine, you do NOT call ME out and you do NOT tell ME what to do. Ever. You want to head straight to the top? Tough shit, take the fucking stairs because the elevator is broken. There is no easy way up here and especially not for fucking idiots making assumptions as to where they’ll end up in this place.
See what it takes to defeat you? Who the fuck even are you? You might be the hottest free agent right now, but you’re lukewarm next to a man like me and if you need to see that for yourself, then I’m not even stressing about the prospect of getting your cute little arse in the ring across from me. I mean, it’s not like I am expecting Damien to even show up so why not? Why not let me put my hands all over you instead, ay?
Sorry Evalyn, I know you’ll see this but you gotta admit. He’s kinda right when he says he’s hot. Body a bit similar to mine as well…
There’s that trademark sideward smirk of his.
Icon Corbin: I’m messing. Maybe. But I’m not messing when I say I will kick your fucking pearly whites so far down your throat your arse will be smiling at me before I kick that too. So you don’t need to worry about me being “barve” enough or “me” nutsack and definitely not whether I have what it takes to defeat you either. I’ll even do you a favour and put in a good word for you so you can get your wish of a Corbin arse kicking sooner rather than later. Until then, thank you and fuck off…
