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Sweet and short? - Marf - 11-03-2020
Well we are still here. In Germany. Not the same hotel room but it may as well be. They all look the same, even after rearranges the furniture. He could have been a great interior decorator if he wasn’t so strong and violent. He sits patiently in another lame hotel chair. This time it is puke green.
Marf: Ataaaaaaaarrrrraaaahhhhhh. Ahem, Atara Themis it seems you are the next contestant! This is exciting, another staple of XWF, full of accomplishments and pride. Bound to be a tough challenge no doubt about that. Of course, if you don’t bother taking me seriously...well I’m sure you saw what happened to my new secret love, Ash Quinn.
In case you didn’t, well she didn’t take me serious at all. So I didn’t take the health and well being of her skull very serious. I put an end to her little win streak she was building. I picked her apart in that ring, just like I promised I would. I beat her so bad she had to get a partner this week.
But that’s okay, I get to see her again in a few weeks. I certainly look forward to that, until then, I miss you Ashley!
Marf grins and waves to the camera. You can see it in his eyes, how sweet he’s smitten. Or so emotionally damaged he latched onto the first person to acknowledge him. Either or, either or.
Marf: I apologize for that, Atara. Back to you my new friend. You’re resume is quite impressive. And your move set is simply delicious. The obvious thing would be to tell you all about how I’m different than everyone before me. About how I hold the golden key in my heart that helps me triumph over each competitor I face!
He cocks his head and winks.
Marf: But of course, I don’t care about that. No ma’am, what I look forward to is getting my hands on you. To torquing and twisting your body in the ways it shouldn’t go. To bending and bruising that nearly perfect flesh. To reversing and breaking every special little hold you know.
Most importantly though, I am craving the opportunity to get an up close look. A front row seat to when you get that look in your lovely eyes. The look of terror when the realization is settling into your very bones. You’re not going to win.
Marf leans forward in his seat. Unlike at home there is no unsettling squeak from the chair. Just an unsettling smile on ole Marf’s face.
Marf: Now this is the part where I’m supposed to say not to take it personal, right? How you’re just some stepping stone or some such bullshit?
Well quite the contrary, Atara Themis. I’m going to make it personal when we get in that ring. Our time together will be special, I promise you that. I insist you reach deep into your bag of tricks because I’m going to hurt you, oh so good. There is no use hiding anymore, come out and play.
I look forward to hearing from you, Atara!
Marf sits back in his chair and waves wildly yet politely. That seems to be all for this one...