Pierce Larkin vs Masato Nakamura vs Bryce Justice

[Maximilian Price (Co-Owner)]

Triple Threat Steel Cage United States Freedom Championship Match.

You 3 RP here.

[Pierce Larkin]

Pierce is sitting in the corner of an old abandoned jazz club, the echo of old Jazz tunes echo creepily around him. Cobwebs hang from the ceiling, giving the building a ghostly vibe. A smile is on Pierce's face, he lifts an old tape recorder to his ears, a jazzy tune emitting from it. He lowers his head, his hat hiding his eyes. "I got screwed." He clicks stop on the tape, before staring up at the camera, black bags under his eyes.

"Since Wrestlecade, I've felt like a boy on Christmas eve." His smile turns into a slightly creepy, slightly evil looking grin. "But when Justice was booted, Masato and I received a beating, courtesy of Eric Tyler and his cronies." He glares into the camera. "Price, you may believe Justice was the culprit, but I'll bet you that shiny US-Freedom Title belt, that your old friend was the culprit." He takes off his fedora, he tilts his head back and runs a hand through his hair.

"Now, I've got a match on Friday, to make up for the match, No. The farce, that Tyler called an attack." Pierce stares longingly at the ceiling. "I'm gonna win that belt, not for Tyler, not even for You, Price." He closes his eyes, before lowering his head once more. His eyes open, an animalistic glint in his eyes. "For me, and for the fans." He grins. "And Masato? No offense, but that belt is mine. And Bryce?" He chuckles. "Let's just say, whether you were the culprit or not, I'll serve your rump to Price on a Silver Platter." He raises the tape player, clicking play. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCRhdRO9EUE) He bobs his head to the music, the camera panning back to the outside to reveal the name of the Club, "The Freedom Lounge".

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Masato Nakamura is in his locker room. 

Masato Nakamura: This is it my chance to finally get what is rightfully mine that being the AWF United States Freedom Championship. My first chance was taken away from me and this time I will make sure that I win that title. 

He pauses for a second to take in a breath.

Masato Nakamura: Pierce Larkin no offense but you son are not in my league and that title is mine. Now as for you Bryce Justice you are a juiced up muscle head that thinks he should just be handed things so at Freedom this week I am going to give you the beat down of a life time because I know it was you that attack Pierce and myself. You are going to pay for what you have done. 

He pauses once again. 

Masato Nakamura: Gerik Maroda you may be the AWF World Champion for now but once I win the AWF United States Fredom Title I will come for you and I will make you my bitch. I am done being nice around here and for now on the true Masato will be around. See you all very very soon. 

The camera fades out.

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*The Camera pans to Bryce Justice standing inside the ring at an empty AWF Arena.*

Bryce Justice: Welcome to my other home, the AWF ring. You see, when I'm not in the gym, this is where I'm at, training, improving, planning.  This Friday I have the opportunity of a lifetime.  Something I have busted my ass for. This opportunity wasn't handed to me, I didn't kiss any asses to get here, I got it the old fashioned way; I earned it. And nobody can take that away from me. This Friday, the biggest vagina in pro wrestling, Maxi Pad Price, will do whatever he can to prevent me from fulfilling my destiny. But it's not going to be enough. THIS FRIDAY I put my destiny into my hands. THIS FRIDAY my hard work pays off.  THIS FRIDAY Pierce Larkin and Masato Nakamura are standing in my way. And THIS FRIDAY I will go through them both on the way to becoming the first ever United States Freedom Champion. DEAL WITH IT!