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Marf · (10-21-2020)

Well, we’re not in the room. No, we’re somewhere in Germany. Some odd city we need not bother attempting to remember or pronounce. It’s not Marf will. For all we know he may believe he’s merely outside. Either way, here he is wandering some German street.

Marf: Oh, oh no my dearest Ash. That’s not it please I beg you to tell me there is far more. I mean, I get most people are just going to say what they need to say to make themselves believe they’re actually going to win or succeed but come on. I had such high hopes for you, Ash Quinn. I was so excited my physical introduction to XWF would be through you but here I am just...disappointed.

It’s really hard to tell where he’s been walking, it’s quite late at night. Marf has stopped his lonely shuffle and is now leaning on a wall. Perhaps the back of a hotel, most likely his.

Marf: Was it something I said? I mean you focused on things I never said but I’m working through that. I’m doing that for you, Ash Quinn. Believe me, you were never some mere stepping stone for me. Oh no, you’re special.

But I need you to start acting like it! I told you already and now I’m afraid I’m warning you, I’m not the two douche bags you defeated on the last Warfare. Which isn’t something to brag about my dear, by the way.

Now wait a second here, is he trying to smile right now? He’s actually taking her advice to smile more. It would be laughable if it weren’t for the fact he looked so bloody creepy.

Marf: I’m going to cut you a little slack though, Ash. Depending how this all plays out that might not be the only thing I cut. But I get it, you’re distracted. You’re worrying about high stakes down the road. When you should really be focused on our get together in less than a week.

You’ve been let down, I understand. Unfortunately you looped me in with the trash you’ve already waded through. You proved that already with how poorly you assessed me. I’m not trying to scare you, I’m truly attempting to warn you, my dear Ash. If you choose to look past me, you might not make it to High Stakes.

He continues to lean on the dirty wall, not looking frightening at all. Actually, a heavy look of uncomfortableness has taken over Marf at this point.

Marf: Six more days to get your act together, Ash Quinn. I need you to be there one hundred percent. Get your head out of the clouds. We’re going to make magic in that ring, as long as you’re completely there. I don’t want to be forced to make an example of you for taking my so lightly.

It’s been a while but I remember multiple times when folks have looked past me and they all had one thing in common. They all wound up in the hospital. Yes, I definitely remember that...

...Remember...

Well those lovely blue eyes have completely glazed over. It’s shocking nobody has robbed him. Marf is long gone, to a distant memory far away. Or maybe he’s envisioning a night out with the delightful Ash Quinn. Laughing over plates of spaghetti and glasses of iced tea. Joking about who could do more Texas cloverleaf submissions in their next match. Just a perfect first date.

Marf: What were we discussing? Oh right, I’m here in Germany! I made it! I’m really looking forward to our big day, Ash. Keep up your sparring sessions my dear, unlike many before me I respect what you can do in that ring.

And I can’t wait to show you what I can do in there.

Oh Christ there he goes attempting to smile again. It’s shockingly similar to that face you make when you stumble upon something rotting. With a shade of menace. It’s just not a well received face.

Marf: Now I am truly excited to hear back from you, Ash Quinn. I hope I have your full attention this time. Believe me, you have mine. Undivided, I promise. And not because you claim to have the best ass in XWF.

I’m not going to rush through our beautiful dance at Warfare. I fully intend to take my time with you and be precise. You’re very special and I’m going to take good care of you, Ash. Are you ready?

Marf once again has that sickly smile plastered across his face. Different country but not any less stranger. He lifts a hand slowly up and once again blows a perfect and consistent kiss to the camera as we fade away.

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