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Serenity Vs. Fidel Del Cubano; Gatekeeper Match
Topic Started: Nov 28 2016, 10:20 PM (14 Views)
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The following was posted on Bluff Championship Wrestling Website proclaiming a message:


“The following message is provided you with co-production from Camilla Pazzini Global Talent Exchange, however any opinions expressed by the talent is solely theirs and no Pazzini will take responsibility for their shit.”


We hear the ocean, getting a overhead view of an island, streets filled with people supporting straw hats, smoking thick cigars. Music plays and we get views of women dancing, men drinking rum and playing cards when a man’s voice speaks up. Subtitled for everyone’s pleasure:


“Paradise on earth, sanctuary of a better tomorrow. In a world full where the people have no real power on who rules their countries.”


We see flashing pictures of chosen world leaders across the screen: Donald Trump, Vladimir Putin and Kim Jong-Un..


“..in a world where all you want is for life to be more simple, all you need is a thick cigar, good bottle of rum and everything else will make life better. You know that what you need now is a fresh new breeze of a life better than you have ever had..that breeze will come from the republic of Cuba”


Next on the screen we see a man, mid thirties maybe, dressed in green military fatigues, wearing a beret and pair of sunglasses, and supporting some thick facial hair.


Fidel: My name is Fidel and I am an ambassador of Cuba and with this given opportunity at Bluff Championship Wrestling. I will bring Memphis and whole United States of America a much needed dose of discipline, control and rich history anyone can be proud of. El Comadante may have moved on but his noble thoughts, his legacy and his legend will live on with his people. A true hero of the people who survived over 600 attempts on his life by the capitalist dogs of CIA, lived for 90 years and dies of an illness, not by a bullet, not by a blade or by poison but by natural causes after a long life.. I am blessed to be named by him and with me his legacy will live on and once I get to the ring with Serenity, I will make her an example of what happens to those who stand in the way of the revolution. BCW will be the first battle for the true rule and “revolucion” of the people and for the people. No promoter shall rule over us and I’ll lead by example, join me brothers and sisters, take down opressors and help create BCW the Bravely Cuban Wrestling company in honor of El Comadante..see you soon America.


We see him stand in attention and bark out a simple order.


“¡Patria o Muerte, Venceremos!” which gets translated “Homeland or Death, we shall overcome!”


On the motto of Cuba, we fade to black
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SilasDugrey

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Morpheus was having a bad couple of months. The last show of BCW was supposed to be the launching point of his disciple into the ranks of the mid card. His dear Serenity did her part but it all came crashing down when an ass-wipe of an FBI agent had to go and ruin everything. Serenity was able to escape through dumb luck on their part. It was one of those times that he was glad to have taught her how to traverse the basement underneath BCW headquarters. He, on the other hand, was busted just like the majority of the people that were there that night. Morpheus was processed and forced to wear an ugly orange jumpsuit before being shoved into a cell with a stone cold killer. Luckily the killer recognized him from the few moments that he saw on tv. They may never be best friends but Morpheus didn’t have to worry about being an ass puppet for some muscle bound junkie who thought he was an easy target.

Morpheus was laying on his bed, reading the newspaper when he heard one of the guards make their way down the hall. It wasn’t until he heard the tap of the baton on the bars that he looked up from the current article on Trump winning the election. Morpheus took his time folding the paper before looking at the guard properly and realizing that it was the one that usually got him the newspaper to read.

Morpheus: Hello, Tony. What brings you down this way at this time of day?

Tony (chuckling): Well old man, it’s like this: The Warden doesn’t like the way that you have been nonchalant around the other prisoners. It makes him think that you are up to something. That is why you are going to be transferred to the Federal Correctional Institute where they will teach you how to properly behave around inmates.

Morpheus frowned as he looked at a man that he thought was his friend. That is what he gets for thinking that things had changed since the last time he was in prison. Morpheus hopped off the bed and stared at the guard for a moment before smirking. “You see, boy, it’s people like you that cause the prison system to have a bad rep. I have done nothing to stir up the inmates for a rebellion mainly because I had no reason to. I kept to myself until such time that I was released from this hellhole. I guess your warden doesn’t know how to deal with sophisticated inmates and prefers to just have thugs that he can predict better. It is a shame really because I think that I could have helped you get the rest in line but now you have to go it on your own.” Morpheus kept his distance from the bars to prevent Tony from getting any ideas. Just as Tony was about to open the cell so he could get to Morpheus, another set of footsteps was heard coming down the hall. This set was accompanied by someone in heels. Tony froze before taking a couple of steps away from the cell.

Tony: This is an unexpected surprise sir. I was just informing inmate 9818783 about his impending transfer to the correctional facilities.

Warden: Unfortunately, he will not be getting transferred as Ms. Cheatum has gotten the paperwork turned in to have him released into her custody.

Tony: What about the ankle bracelet? He scheduled to be fitted with one in ten minutes.

Ms. Cheatum: That won’t be necessary any more. I will see to it that Mr. Morpheus follows the rules that will be set upon him for his release.

Tony sighed as he looked at the paperwork before turning to the cell. Morpheus had the good sense to wait for the scene to transpire by the window so as to not be seen as aggressive or give them a reason to keep him there any longer than is necessary. He followed the group to processing where he was given back his things including his cane that Ms. Cheatum took so as to not tempt him. Morpheus changed in the bathroom before following Ms. Cheatum outside. There was a black 1961 Cadillac de Ville sitting outside the station. Ms. Cheatum opened the passenger door for Morpheus before climbing into the driver’s seat and taking off down the road.

Cheatum: As you have probably guessed, there are those that believe in your teachings and wish to ensure that nothing interferes with your training of dear Serenity. Before you ask, she has holed herself up in the cathedral awaiting your arrival. She says that she was contacted yesterday by a mystery person telling her to be ready for action as BCW was going to be up and running soon with your favorite boss still in charge. She wouldn’t say much else.

Morpheus nodded as the car speed down the road. He was thinking of how to turn this back into a good thing.

*One Week later*

Morpheus hung up the phone, confused by the conversation that he just had. He walked through the halls before stopping at a midnight pink door. He shook off the fact that this might be the only feminine thing that Serenity owns. He knocked on the door before opening it to see Serenity doing her daily meditations. Her eyes open and focus on Morpheus as he stands by the door. “It seems that boss-man wants you to test new blood that want a contract with BCW. He is calling you the Gate Keeper and all they have to do is face you in a match. He didn’t explain what they had to do to impress but I figured that since we have this opportunity, we might as well make the most of it and if the rookies got injured in the process, that is their fault for getting in our way. I wonder what a broken knee would do to their spirit. I am sure that you will show me and I can’t wait to have the audience realize just how dangerous you truly are.” Serenity smirked as she thought about all the carnage that she was going to inflict on poor unfortunate souls who didn't belong in her ring.
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