Post by 𝔓𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢.™ on Mar 17, 2023 18:51:54 GMT -5
OOC:- Not my greatest Rp as I tend to fuuuuucking hate introduction type Rp's lol, however I did have fun writing this and kind of feeling out Prince. Being that he's my newest character I'll probably be playing around a bit until I find my footing. All in all I hope you all enjoy this piece as I come to grow Prince here in Action Wrestling..
- Gabe/Prince
A few days after Action Wrestling’s Battlefield..
I couldn’t have been any more ready than right now to just be home, Chicago was great and all, but yeah nothing beat my love for California I thought to myself as my private plane and incase you were curious as to what it was I was flying on, it was this beauty here, a gorgeous Gulfstream G700 I thought to myself as we prepared to land..
Once I was able to depart from my G700, a smile formed across my face, as it felt amazing to be back in California though not just any part of California, but my home in Paradise Cove Bluffs, Malibu to be exact. One thing was certain the weather in Chicago just wasn’t cutting it for me, I, preferred the warmth that could be felt being given of the sun and the unmistakable mix of salt, seaweed and iodine from the nearby ocean water over that cold nasty weather Chicago currently has going on right now..
It hadn’t too long ago that my flight had landed, just a few hours to be exact on my private airstrip and awaiting my arrival was none other girlfriend Elizabeth Prentiss who looked stunning at least that’s what most men would have thought and yes, yes she did though for me it wasn’t anything phenomenal, it was average at best for her.
As I walked over to where Elizabeth had been waiting for me, she could be seen leaning up against my 2022 Navy blue colored Rolls‑Royce Phantom, as I approached her and the vehicle she oozed with excitement and joy for my returned of course I pretended to do the exact same thing, well to not the extent you know, pretending to enjoy something almost came natural to me.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Hey babe, can’t believe you’re back..”
Christopher Prince: “Same babe, it seemed like forever huh?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Yes..”
She said as I leaned in to kiss her, she did the same, though I know for her kissing me was like kissing the lips of an angel, not to brag, but let's face it I wasn’t exactly ugly or unattractive in fact I was the complete opposite, if I had to guess when the good lord himself created me, he literally created perfection and well, you know you’re not going to argue with the man upstairs are you?
My personal driver, and bodyguard Quinton Castle, stood by awaiting further instructions from me as Elizabeth and I got inside the luxurious vehicle, as we did, Quinton turned his head ever so slightly enough to be able to see me out of right eye..
Quinton Castle: “Well sir, where to?”
Quinton questioned, as he prepared to depart from the private airstrip here in Malibu.
Christopher Prince: “I believe I think you know Q.”
Quinton Castle: “Home it is then Kit.”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Wait.. wha-”
Christopher Prince: “What?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Bu.. but”
Christopher Prince: “But nothing Elizabeth, we’re still going as planned, but first there’s a few things that are priorities over that..”
I said, Quinton just grinned, knowing damn well what I had meant.
Christopher Prince: “Quinton Knows love..”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “It isn’t sex is it babe?”
As Elizabeth questions me, I don’t immediately answer her back, just a devilish-like-grin forms on my face.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Christopher Haley Aloysius Princeton the Third, really?”
Elizabeth questions looking over at me with this ungodly looking smirk of disdain as she does, I give her a giant smile.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Oh my god it is, isn’t it babe?”
She questions me again before I answer back.
Christopher Prince: “No, buuut it can be if you like..”
I say in a confident tone of voice, before continuing on.
Christopher Prince: “It isn’t sex, that I can promise you love.”
I state as she questions me once again.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Then what is it?”
Before responding back to her I lean forward and open up the customized ice chest and pour myself a class of Tequila, though not just some random brand of Tequila, Patron En Lalique Serie 1; for those who don’t know what that is or are unfamiliar with such brands, it’s one of Patron’s top shelf tequila’s.
It surely isn’t that cheap Patron Silver shit you get from Walmart or your neighborhood bar.. Anyhow, I could literally go on about En Lalique Serie 1 and it’s exquisite taste it offers, unlike what most schmucks think is good taste.
As it hits the ice cubes in my glass cup, I take a small sip before leaning back into my seat again, enough to quince my taste buds for a few seconds, allowing them to savor its smooth, unique taste.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Well babe?”
With a tilt of my head I look at Elizabeth and smile.
Christopher Prince: “What I say love?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Ughhhh!!!”
She says with annoyance in her voice as if she’s going to pout, pushing her bottom lip forward.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Well.. well fine then babe, be like that!!”
As she says that I grin; though my grin isn’t just any kind of grin, it’s almost devil like, a cheshire grin if one had to describe my grin to the perfect T, that would be the word they’d be looking for.. A few seconds pass and I take another sip from my glass, savoring the taste of the tequila once again..
As I do, Quinton can be seen looking back at me, as the divider separating him, myself and Victoria from one another lowers.
Christopher Prince: “Yes Quinton?”
Quinton Castle: “Sir, just wanted to let you know we’re about 6 minutes out from our destination..”
Christopher Prince: “Perfect.”
As the word ‘Perfect’ makes its way from my mouth, I take another sip from my glass of tequila. As the glass leaves my lips, Elizabeth places her head on my shoulder as she looks up at me.
Christopher Prince: “The answer is still the same love..”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Fuuuuuuuuuuck babe, really?”
I chuckle, knowing she can’t wait to see what it is that I have planned for the two of us later on tonight.. You’d think not having seen me for the past 2 weeks or so, she’d just go with the flow of things and let things just naturally come together, but no, she wants it right then and there..
Christopher Prince: “You want a hint, love?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Yeeeeeeeeeees babe!!!”
Christopher Prince: “Well, I can tell you it’ll be fun love..”
I state, knowing damn well it still wouldn’t please her or keep her happy, then again did I really care? Absolutely not, why because I just didn’t. I had far more things to be concerned about and giving away tonight’s plans and ruining the night wasn’t one of them.
Her nagging was one of the thing’s that irked the fuck out of me, one of the main issues with todays culture, truly is sad.. Instead of being grateful and thankful we were going out, she had to know exactly what it was we were going to do..
As I took another sip from my glass, I could be seen enjoying the tequila, each time it hit my tastebuds, it brought a smile to my face, Quinton again could be seen looking back at me, though not wasting any time he spoke.
Quinton Castle: “Kit sir, 3 minutes out till we arrive at the destination point.”
Christopher Prince: “Sounds good Quinton.”
It had seemed like minutes had passed..
Hell who are we kidding, I washed up and man did it feel phenomenal, the power from the jets hitting down upon my body, it felt like a miniature message. I then got dressed and ate so more like an hour, maybe two hours had passed since I had returned back home..
As I placed the last piece of top loin in my mouth, it gushed with flavor making my mouth water the more I chewed it and then.. lo and behold who can be seen calling me on my iPhone 14 Pro, none other than my agent Michael Sinclair..
“Chris”
Michaels voice could be heard saying as I hit the answer button on my iPhone 14 Pro, as I did, I replied back before putting it up to my ear..
Christopher Prince: “Yea Michael?”
—------------
:”You don’t say?”
—------------
“So the deal with SCUM fell through?”
—------------
“You don’t say, that’s too bad..”
—------------
“Oh, but that is good to hear..”
—------------
“What about that Legacy Pro Wrestling place?”
—------------
“Seriously?”
—------------
“Wow.. the hottest free agent since Spencer Adams and they couldn’t flip the bill to get the job done huh?”
—------------
“Wait.. what? Not worth it?”
—------------
“Did you mention that?”
—------------
“Still they wouldn’t sign me, meh.. Mediocre promotion at best!”
—------------
“What about that Dominion?”
—------------
“You're kidding right?”
—------------
“What the fuck.. Seriously, did they not see the value in someone like yours truly?”
—------------
“Well apparently they didn’t, that or you just undersold your hottest client to them..”
—------------
“Well.. I don’t know what was said, but two, two great promotions both said no to yours truly, something wrong don’t you think?”
—------------
“Well I do..”
—------------
“My attitude?”
—------------
“My attitude is fine, it surely wasn’t that and I think we both can confirm that..”
—------------
“Wait what?”
—------------
“Well?”
—------------
“I see, they said that?”
—------------
“Well.. do you think that?”
—------------
“Well that’s good to know as I’d have to fire you otherwise, you know that right?”
—------------
“So what about that New York promotion, what was it’s name?”
—------------
“Yea.. that one, what’d they say?”
—------------
“Seriously what the fuck Michael.. Did they not see any of my shit?”
—------------
“Fuck.. I could have been a pillar for them..”
I say while listen to what Michael has to say, busting out a chuckle here and there at his cheesy one-liner jokes.
Christopher Prince: “Michael.. Michael that’s all good and all but man cutting a joke isn’t your cup of tea bud, sooo no deals still?”
—------------
“Oh.. wait.. What?”
—------------
“Well fuck, why didn’t you start off with that?”
—------------
“Action Wrestling huh?”
—------------
“Was I interested in that place?”
—------------
“No….. then why the fuck did you reachout to them?”
—------------
“Seriously?”
—------------
“You seriously think I’ll be a good fit for them?”
—------------
“You told them that?
—------------
“Wow man, not like kissing ass, ugh I hope they don’t think that’s what I’m going to do, do they?”
—------------
“Well.. hate to be the bearer of bad news Michael, but I’m not, nor will I eeeeeeeeeever!!!”
—------------
“Remember Michael perfection has a name and soon Action Wrestling will know that name as yours truly Christopher Prince, now if you don’t mind, Prince out..”
I state as I end the conversation with my personal agent Michael Sinclair. So.. it was official I’d be debuting for Action Wrestling..
- Gabe/Prince
Greatness…
Nah..
More like Perfect..
God created Happiness on December 23rd, 1996, that happiness came from when the Princeton’s received the greatest thing anyone could ever receive that being a baby boy. That baby boy being Christopher Haley Aloysius Princeton III who when born weighed in at 6 pounds. Though with happiness there’s also sadness at that very exact moment disaster would hit, though it wouldn’t hit the Princeton’s but another family 300, 000 miles away in a different state, in a different town.
What exactly would be the disaster you wonder? Well it could have been anything from drug overdose, to a car crash, to even murder, though one thing is for certain there was a disaster somewhere happening exactly at that given moment.
Though one thing was certain, when God created Christopher, he created not only greatness, but something he hadn’t expected and that something would come when Christopher would grow into the very man we’ve come to see before us today..
Who exactly do you ask?
None other than yours truly..
CHRISTOPHER F’n PRINCE.
That’s right, that guy. The one guy your wife dreams about during her sleep, the very guy your girlfriend thought about when she let you fuck her. The same guy your daughter talked about with her friends and drooled over almost if not as bad as your wife did, yes that asshole who you see hanging up on the poster when walking into daughters room, yup that’s Christopher Prince, the very individual who was nothing more than a narcissist, pompous, arrogant, psychopath, the last part however was something not eeeeever said to him directly, though you knew people were thinking just that..
Nah..
More like Perfect..
God created Happiness on December 23rd, 1996, that happiness came from when the Princeton’s received the greatest thing anyone could ever receive that being a baby boy. That baby boy being Christopher Haley Aloysius Princeton III who when born weighed in at 6 pounds. Though with happiness there’s also sadness at that very exact moment disaster would hit, though it wouldn’t hit the Princeton’s but another family 300, 000 miles away in a different state, in a different town.
What exactly would be the disaster you wonder? Well it could have been anything from drug overdose, to a car crash, to even murder, though one thing is for certain there was a disaster somewhere happening exactly at that given moment.
Though one thing was certain, when God created Christopher, he created not only greatness, but something he hadn’t expected and that something would come when Christopher would grow into the very man we’ve come to see before us today..
Who exactly do you ask?
None other than yours truly..
CHRISTOPHER F’n PRINCE.
That’s right, that guy. The one guy your wife dreams about during her sleep, the very guy your girlfriend thought about when she let you fuck her. The same guy your daughter talked about with her friends and drooled over almost if not as bad as your wife did, yes that asshole who you see hanging up on the poster when walking into daughters room, yup that’s Christopher Prince, the very individual who was nothing more than a narcissist, pompous, arrogant, psychopath, the last part however was something not eeeeever said to him directly, though you knew people were thinking just that..
—-------------
A few days after Action Wrestling’s Battlefield..
Scene One | Off Camera
“Home Sweet Home”
“Home Sweet Home”
I couldn’t have been any more ready than right now to just be home, Chicago was great and all, but yeah nothing beat my love for California I thought to myself as my private plane and incase you were curious as to what it was I was flying on, it was this beauty here, a gorgeous Gulfstream G700 I thought to myself as we prepared to land..
Once I was able to depart from my G700, a smile formed across my face, as it felt amazing to be back in California though not just any part of California, but my home in Paradise Cove Bluffs, Malibu to be exact. One thing was certain the weather in Chicago just wasn’t cutting it for me, I, preferred the warmth that could be felt being given of the sun and the unmistakable mix of salt, seaweed and iodine from the nearby ocean water over that cold nasty weather Chicago currently has going on right now..
It hadn’t too long ago that my flight had landed, just a few hours to be exact on my private airstrip and awaiting my arrival was none other girlfriend Elizabeth Prentiss who looked stunning at least that’s what most men would have thought and yes, yes she did though for me it wasn’t anything phenomenal, it was average at best for her.
As I walked over to where Elizabeth had been waiting for me, she could be seen leaning up against my 2022 Navy blue colored Rolls‑Royce Phantom, as I approached her and the vehicle she oozed with excitement and joy for my returned of course I pretended to do the exact same thing, well to not the extent you know, pretending to enjoy something almost came natural to me.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Hey babe, can’t believe you’re back..”
Christopher Prince: “Same babe, it seemed like forever huh?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Yes..”
She said as I leaned in to kiss her, she did the same, though I know for her kissing me was like kissing the lips of an angel, not to brag, but let's face it I wasn’t exactly ugly or unattractive in fact I was the complete opposite, if I had to guess when the good lord himself created me, he literally created perfection and well, you know you’re not going to argue with the man upstairs are you?
My personal driver, and bodyguard Quinton Castle, stood by awaiting further instructions from me as Elizabeth and I got inside the luxurious vehicle, as we did, Quinton turned his head ever so slightly enough to be able to see me out of right eye..
Quinton Castle: “Well sir, where to?”
Quinton questioned, as he prepared to depart from the private airstrip here in Malibu.
Christopher Prince: “I believe I think you know Q.”
Quinton Castle: “Home it is then Kit.”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Wait.. wha-”
Christopher Prince: “What?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Bu.. but”
Christopher Prince: “But nothing Elizabeth, we’re still going as planned, but first there’s a few things that are priorities over that..”
I said, Quinton just grinned, knowing damn well what I had meant.
Christopher Prince: “Quinton Knows love..”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “It isn’t sex is it babe?”
As Elizabeth questions me, I don’t immediately answer her back, just a devilish-like-grin forms on my face.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Christopher Haley Aloysius Princeton the Third, really?”
Elizabeth questions looking over at me with this ungodly looking smirk of disdain as she does, I give her a giant smile.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Oh my god it is, isn’t it babe?”
She questions me again before I answer back.
Christopher Prince: “No, buuut it can be if you like..”
I say in a confident tone of voice, before continuing on.
Christopher Prince: “It isn’t sex, that I can promise you love.”
I state as she questions me once again.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Then what is it?”
Before responding back to her I lean forward and open up the customized ice chest and pour myself a class of Tequila, though not just some random brand of Tequila, Patron En Lalique Serie 1; for those who don’t know what that is or are unfamiliar with such brands, it’s one of Patron’s top shelf tequila’s.
It surely isn’t that cheap Patron Silver shit you get from Walmart or your neighborhood bar.. Anyhow, I could literally go on about En Lalique Serie 1 and it’s exquisite taste it offers, unlike what most schmucks think is good taste.
As it hits the ice cubes in my glass cup, I take a small sip before leaning back into my seat again, enough to quince my taste buds for a few seconds, allowing them to savor its smooth, unique taste.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Well babe?”
With a tilt of my head I look at Elizabeth and smile.
Christopher Prince: “What I say love?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Ughhhh!!!”
She says with annoyance in her voice as if she’s going to pout, pushing her bottom lip forward.
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Well.. well fine then babe, be like that!!”
As she says that I grin; though my grin isn’t just any kind of grin, it’s almost devil like, a cheshire grin if one had to describe my grin to the perfect T, that would be the word they’d be looking for.. A few seconds pass and I take another sip from my glass, savoring the taste of the tequila once again..
As I do, Quinton can be seen looking back at me, as the divider separating him, myself and Victoria from one another lowers.
Christopher Prince: “Yes Quinton?”
Quinton Castle: “Sir, just wanted to let you know we’re about 6 minutes out from our destination..”
Christopher Prince: “Perfect.”
As the word ‘Perfect’ makes its way from my mouth, I take another sip from my glass of tequila. As the glass leaves my lips, Elizabeth places her head on my shoulder as she looks up at me.
Christopher Prince: “The answer is still the same love..”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Fuuuuuuuuuuck babe, really?”
I chuckle, knowing she can’t wait to see what it is that I have planned for the two of us later on tonight.. You’d think not having seen me for the past 2 weeks or so, she’d just go with the flow of things and let things just naturally come together, but no, she wants it right then and there..
Christopher Prince: “You want a hint, love?”
Elizabeth Prentiss: “Yeeeeeeeeeees babe!!!”
Christopher Prince: “Well, I can tell you it’ll be fun love..”
I state, knowing damn well it still wouldn’t please her or keep her happy, then again did I really care? Absolutely not, why because I just didn’t. I had far more things to be concerned about and giving away tonight’s plans and ruining the night wasn’t one of them.
Her nagging was one of the thing’s that irked the fuck out of me, one of the main issues with todays culture, truly is sad.. Instead of being grateful and thankful we were going out, she had to know exactly what it was we were going to do..
As I took another sip from my glass, I could be seen enjoying the tequila, each time it hit my tastebuds, it brought a smile to my face, Quinton again could be seen looking back at me, though not wasting any time he spoke.
Quinton Castle: “Kit sir, 3 minutes out till we arrive at the destination point.”
Christopher Prince: “Sounds good Quinton.”
—------------
It had seemed like minutes had passed..
Scene Two | Off Camera
“Perfection has a name..”
“Perfection has a name..”
Hell who are we kidding, I washed up and man did it feel phenomenal, the power from the jets hitting down upon my body, it felt like a miniature message. I then got dressed and ate so more like an hour, maybe two hours had passed since I had returned back home..
As I placed the last piece of top loin in my mouth, it gushed with flavor making my mouth water the more I chewed it and then.. lo and behold who can be seen calling me on my iPhone 14 Pro, none other than my agent Michael Sinclair..
“Chris”
Michaels voice could be heard saying as I hit the answer button on my iPhone 14 Pro, as I did, I replied back before putting it up to my ear..
Christopher Prince: “Yea Michael?”
—------------
:”You don’t say?”
—------------
“So the deal with SCUM fell through?”
—------------
“You don’t say, that’s too bad..”
—------------
“Oh, but that is good to hear..”
—------------
“What about that Legacy Pro Wrestling place?”
—------------
“Seriously?”
—------------
“Wow.. the hottest free agent since Spencer Adams and they couldn’t flip the bill to get the job done huh?”
—------------
“Wait.. what? Not worth it?”
—------------
“Did you mention that?”
—------------
“Still they wouldn’t sign me, meh.. Mediocre promotion at best!”
—------------
“What about that Dominion?”
—------------
“You're kidding right?”
—------------
“What the fuck.. Seriously, did they not see the value in someone like yours truly?”
—------------
“Well apparently they didn’t, that or you just undersold your hottest client to them..”
—------------
“Well.. I don’t know what was said, but two, two great promotions both said no to yours truly, something wrong don’t you think?”
—------------
“Well I do..”
—------------
“My attitude?”
—------------
“My attitude is fine, it surely wasn’t that and I think we both can confirm that..”
—------------
“Wait what?”
—------------
“Well?”
—------------
“I see, they said that?”
—------------
“Well.. do you think that?”
—------------
“Well that’s good to know as I’d have to fire you otherwise, you know that right?”
—------------
“So what about that New York promotion, what was it’s name?”
—------------
“Yea.. that one, what’d they say?”
—------------
“Seriously what the fuck Michael.. Did they not see any of my shit?”
—------------
“Fuck.. I could have been a pillar for them..”
I say while listen to what Michael has to say, busting out a chuckle here and there at his cheesy one-liner jokes.
Christopher Prince: “Michael.. Michael that’s all good and all but man cutting a joke isn’t your cup of tea bud, sooo no deals still?”
—------------
“Oh.. wait.. What?”
—------------
“Well fuck, why didn’t you start off with that?”
—------------
“Action Wrestling huh?”
—------------
“Was I interested in that place?”
—------------
“No….. then why the fuck did you reachout to them?”
—------------
“Seriously?”
—------------
“You seriously think I’ll be a good fit for them?”
—------------
“You told them that?
—------------
“Wow man, not like kissing ass, ugh I hope they don’t think that’s what I’m going to do, do they?”
—------------
“Well.. hate to be the bearer of bad news Michael, but I’m not, nor will I eeeeeeeeeever!!!”
—------------
“Remember Michael perfection has a name and soon Action Wrestling will know that name as yours truly Christopher Prince, now if you don’t mind, Prince out..”
I state as I end the conversation with my personal agent Michael Sinclair. So.. it was official I’d be debuting for Action Wrestling..