Originally Posted by Asherdelampyr
*A familiar looking person walks around the corner as Black Blooded converse. They turn to see him and assume that he is a certain Classic City Saint - and prepare to pulverize him. But the man raises his hands in a nonthreatening gesture and speaks...*
Archer Black: Gentlemen, gentlemen, easy there... I'm not who you think I am - and I know who you think I am. My name is Archer Black. Relation to Sagittarius Blue only by blood and looks - as you can see... but a different animal altogether. We have differences, he and I. For example: he no doubt sees you guys as a negative movement, a cancer that his misguided heroism will compel him to try and fight at some point. I, on the other hand, fully agree with you. You are right: this place, JBW, is full of wannabes. People who want to be great. Want to be respected. Want to be... haha... Badasses. And yet, here you are, showing them what it means to be badasses... and they can't take it. So of course they hate you. Not that it matters.
Archer Black: And it may not matter much either about that butchy bitch, Pisces Pink, giving Vivica such flak over being the newly crowned and dominant IWA Vanity Champion... Such a lowly pig daring to insult your lovely Vivica. Only a matter of time before your Vivica breaks Pisces and the other so-called Bombshells... and before you two make this company exactly what it should be.