The Siren: Team Atara RP

"Don't you dare fall in love with me, I'll break your fucking heart,"
- Black Atlass

Hello Doves.

Surprise, surprise, Atty plays The Siren in my little groups Cruise boat shenanigans. It's no doubt well documented in my opponents promo attempts as well as possibly even my own selections butt facts are facts.

*giggles*

Butt. See what I did there?

Of course you didn't.

You're the same Warstein, Raven, Granger, & Black simps blinded by the hypocrisy and masterful wordplay of those that cover their own predictable nature with the blandness of a mayonnaise sandwich.

Masterful was sarcasm since I have to point this out to all of you. I mean, I probably could be more verbose but the fact my name headlines this thing and theirs doesn't already shits on every accomplishment or disparaging remark they might bring to light. So in short and typical minimal effort Atty fashion… .

Fuck your wins.
Fuck your titles.
Fuck your subjective view on how popular you are.
Fuck Your Backroom Circle Jerks
Fuck Your Day One Ass Kissing to Get Pushed Over More Deserving Talent
Fuck Your Legacy
Fuck Your Catchy Motto
Fuck Action Wrestling
Fuck OCW
Fuck Fight
Fuck Warstein
Fuck Granger
Fuck King Dingalin
Fuck New Status Quo….aka New Basic
Fuck This
Fuck That
*Insert Basic Middle Finger*
Fuck that Middle Finger
Fuck Him
Fuck Her
Fuck Them
Fuck Those
Fuck that quote I slid in because I was listening to a song and definitely not dismissing the importance you egomaniacs are no doubt gonna place on this thing because your whole sense of self is determined by a fucking stat sheet some 12 year old prolly made for you with some crayola while sipping orange juice.

You're all in Raven's shadow….still.

Raven...fuck me.

Might take that last one out in editing, might not, maybe…if Warstein leaves his apartment not in sister mines TARDIS. Someone tell me. I'm not watching, been there, done that.

Anywho, sex and gold digging, right.

Oh before I forget.

Vhodka was purposefully left out because she's my favorite booger *winky face*

This is the part where I get all flowery and poetic describing a simple task such as closing the cell phone I used to record the above. It's so wordy...like really a wordy word description to fill out time because filling out time with useless information is important in promos. Repeating it with different words is even more important. Words words words….stfu. This is flash fiction at it's finest.

My cellphone is pink.

How's that for scene transition?

"Suck my butthole, '' I say as a ship cabin comes to fruition by way of Star Wars slide in. My Aegean blue eyes look down at the now deceased, half naked because sex, body of the formerly alive captain.

Killing him wasn't part of the plan and as much as I would like to say it happened during the heated act of passionate love making...it wasn't. I shot him. Three times. Twice in the chest and once in the dick. Or was it twice in the dick? I don't know. I panicked.

I shot him in the dick. I'm not mature enough for this shit.

Alarms were going off everywhere and given the back and forth we had had on comms it was clear our heist had failed.

Tony had blasted himself through the floor and fallen. Prolly broke his dick.
I had antagonized Bert with dirty talk to the point he had turned into a dick. Bruce had been watching porn, prolly whacking his dick. Poor Sebastian. Still upset because he didn't get to show his dick.

"Goddammit Dolly….I have too many dicks on the dance floor" I thought to myself as I wiped erupted blown off dick blood splatter from my face. I had over estimated my dick control powers. I had no choice to but make my escape from this giant dick measuring cruise ship.

I ran from floor to floor until I made my way to the deck and it was here I made my final stand. Oh yeah, there was super epic gun action along the way but that's in a Ryan Reynolds movie and I didn't want to rip it off anywho....

I have one final look to where my selected dicks were or should have been and thought to myself one final time. "This was suppose to be for charity, why all the dicks."

I lifted my wally talky to my lips and bid my farewell.