Post by Sean Fuller on Feb 8, 2014 19:28:44 GMT -5
OOC: Just a quick debut to introduce my style and characters.
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Sean Fuller: “This is not first class… this is your plane.”
Kaitlyn: “Well I am first class.”
Sean Fuller: “You will not get an argument from me there, babe.”
Kaitlyn: “Anyone who argues with me is foolhardy. So are you ready to get this show on the road? I bet with a little grease I can slide you into the main event your first match in.”
Sean holds up his hands and shakes his head.
Sean Fuller: “No, I want to do this the old fashion way. I will earn my way up the ladder by walking each opponent I have Down The Alley.”
Kaitlyn: “Sounds awfully barbaric if you ask me, but whatever.”
She shrugs.
Sean Fuller: “I thought you missed the days when I would literally take my peers to the woodshed and give them a good whipping?”
Kaitlyn attempts to look innocent.
Kaitlyn: “I am sure a well-respect CEO like myself has NO idea what you are talking about, doll.”
Sean Fuller: “Uh-huh… sure you don’t.”
Kaitlyn: “One thing is for sure though, doll.”
Sean Fuller: “Oh, and pray-tell what would that be?”
Kaitlyn: “With me guiding your career and dealing with the media and gory politics backstage you have all the time in the world to get yourself focused for the ring again.”
Sean Fuller: “And if I am not then the Reaper will rear its ugly head.”
Kaitlyn: *rolling her eyes* “You and that metal pipe.”
Sean Fuller: “The only tag team partner I will ever need.”
Kaitlyn: “HEY! What about me?”
Sean Fuller: “You are my valet… a non-wrestling asset.”
Kaitlyn: “Darn tootin’ I am!”
Sean Fuller: “A prominent and respected CEO using the phrase ‘darn tootin’. Will wonders never cease?”
Kaitlyn: “Hush, you!”
After the couple have their moment of cuteness while alone Kaitlyn’s security fetches them to guide them out of the private plane and into the backseat of a black stretch limousine.
Sean Fuller: “So what is on the agenda for me?”
Kaitlyn: “Rigorous training and exercise. I will not get into how troubling it was to find volunteers to spar with you. It Seems your reputation is still known.”
Sean Fuller: “I like that.”
Kaitlyn: “I will be setting up a little office for the next week or two to…”
Sean Fuller: “Does our suite not have an office? I could train on the hotel staff if this is not the case.”
Kaitlyn: “Sean… NO!”
Sean Fuller: “Well if they have left you wanting, my wife, then I see no other alternative. What about you?”
Kaitlyn: “Not every altercation has to result in you breaking someone’s arm… or worse.”
She leers at her husband trying to fight the urge to smile at him.
Sean Fuller: “I suppose I will only spar with whoever you hire for that reason.”
Kaitlyn: “Good boy.”
Sean Fuller: “I am not amused.”
Kaitlyn: “I am.”
Sean Fuller: “Sadist.”
Kaitlyn: “Look who is talking!”
Sean Fuller: “Point taken.”
The vicious barbarian dressed up by the woman on his arm sits back and takes Kaitlyn’s hand into his own and gazes deeply into her eyes as she looks back at him.
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Everyone needs a proper introduction and Sean Fuller is no different and having not stepped inside the squared circle in a few years the pressure is definitely on just as sure as the pressure is high, but rest assured he has not lost a step. Sean is just as vicious inside the ring as he has ever been. Imagine if you will though; a more focused man who does not have to worry about the backstage politics. All Sean Fuller has to do is focus on beating people up the way has trained himself to. The question is though who will be first to fall {Down The Alley}? Who will bleed for Sean after a forearm or back elbow to the face? These are questions Sean himself will ponder going into his debut match as well as before because now he sits on a plane rubbing his right wrist with his left hand entrenched in deep thoughts. Kaitlyn Fuller (wife/manager/valet) fast asleep with her head on Sean’s shoulder, but they are nearing the end of their flight and she is awakened by a gentle touch by her husband.
Kaitlyn: “Five more minutes.”
She adjusts herself, refusing to open her eyes and break her sleep and Sean lets her have those five minutes; and not because he is whipped either. When the plane lands however he attempts to nudge her gently once more, but she snaps up and is ready to depart.
Kaitlyn: “See, isn’t first class much nicer?”Kaitlyn: “Five more minutes.”
She adjusts herself, refusing to open her eyes and break her sleep and Sean lets her have those five minutes; and not because he is whipped either. When the plane lands however he attempts to nudge her gently once more, but she snaps up and is ready to depart.
Sean Fuller: “This is not first class… this is your plane.”
Kaitlyn: “Well I am first class.”
Sean Fuller: “You will not get an argument from me there, babe.”
Kaitlyn: “Anyone who argues with me is foolhardy. So are you ready to get this show on the road? I bet with a little grease I can slide you into the main event your first match in.”
Sean holds up his hands and shakes his head.
Sean Fuller: “No, I want to do this the old fashion way. I will earn my way up the ladder by walking each opponent I have Down The Alley.”
Kaitlyn: “Sounds awfully barbaric if you ask me, but whatever.”
She shrugs.
Sean Fuller: “I thought you missed the days when I would literally take my peers to the woodshed and give them a good whipping?”
Kaitlyn attempts to look innocent.
Kaitlyn: “I am sure a well-respect CEO like myself has NO idea what you are talking about, doll.”
Sean Fuller: “Uh-huh… sure you don’t.”
Kaitlyn: “One thing is for sure though, doll.”
Sean Fuller: “Oh, and pray-tell what would that be?”
Kaitlyn: “With me guiding your career and dealing with the media and gory politics backstage you have all the time in the world to get yourself focused for the ring again.”
Sean Fuller: “And if I am not then the Reaper will rear its ugly head.”
Kaitlyn: *rolling her eyes* “You and that metal pipe.”
Sean Fuller: “The only tag team partner I will ever need.”
Kaitlyn: “HEY! What about me?”
Sean Fuller: “You are my valet… a non-wrestling asset.”
Kaitlyn: “Darn tootin’ I am!”
Sean Fuller: “A prominent and respected CEO using the phrase ‘darn tootin’. Will wonders never cease?”
Kaitlyn: “Hush, you!”
After the couple have their moment of cuteness while alone Kaitlyn’s security fetches them to guide them out of the private plane and into the backseat of a black stretch limousine.
Sean Fuller: “So what is on the agenda for me?”
Kaitlyn: “Rigorous training and exercise. I will not get into how troubling it was to find volunteers to spar with you. It Seems your reputation is still known.”
Sean Fuller: “I like that.”
Kaitlyn: “I will be setting up a little office for the next week or two to…”
Sean Fuller: “Does our suite not have an office? I could train on the hotel staff if this is not the case.”
Kaitlyn: “Sean… NO!”
Sean Fuller: “Well if they have left you wanting, my wife, then I see no other alternative. What about you?”
Kaitlyn: “Not every altercation has to result in you breaking someone’s arm… or worse.”
She leers at her husband trying to fight the urge to smile at him.
Sean Fuller: “I suppose I will only spar with whoever you hire for that reason.”
Kaitlyn: “Good boy.”
Sean Fuller: “I am not amused.”
Kaitlyn: “I am.”
Sean Fuller: “Sadist.”
Kaitlyn: “Look who is talking!”
Sean Fuller: “Point taken.”
The vicious barbarian dressed up by the woman on his arm sits back and takes Kaitlyn’s hand into his own and gazes deeply into her eyes as she looks back at him.
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