Isaac Clarke Vs Rev Citron - The Artist's Muse...

[WrestleGuy]

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One evening, Isaac received an unmarked envelope on his doorstep. It was an invitation to model! The Redhead beamed. "Guess people have been admiring my physique in the ring..." He demurred... Being so flattered, he could not possibly say no! So the very next day he rolled up to the studio and knocked...

No response... Isaac shrugged and made his way in anyhow... He was immediately struck with wonder by the many partially complete sculptures in the studio and the many heavy iron tools of the trades... Yet the Brainy Hunk couldn't help but notice the wrestling ring smack in the middle of the room. The hairs instinctively rose on his back. Yet he slowly tiptoed towards the ring... There was another envelope!

As Isaac scanned the envelope's contents his eyes slowly widened. "2/3 Falls, NO DQ, Hentai Encourages!?" These weren't sculpting notes! These were the rules for a Wrestling Match! "Dammnit!"[/b] He exclaimed, slamming his fists onto the canvas. "I knew this was a trap!"

[MapleR]

The wrestling ring was, admittedly, not his idea. Rev is hardly one to care where a match takes place, though his friend has insisted on it when he told her about his plans. She told him it'd be funny.

And...admittedly, as he hid under the ring and watched Isaac give a frustrated shout and slam his fists onto the ring canvas...he couldn't help but admit she had a point.

Still, there was time to think that over for another time. Rev grabbed the wooden stick right next to him (stylized to look like a massive paint brush...or simply an exceptionally prickly broom stick), and shot it out, hoping to stab Isaac's feet with the bristles to give him a spook.

[WrestleGuy]

Isaac could swear something was rummaging around under the ring. Though he tried to tune out such a divergent thought... Suddenly something brushed against his toes... "Eek RAT!?" He yelped in sudden Suprise. Yet after stepping back a few paces he noticed it was no rat. It was the tip of some comically long paintbrush!

The redhead squared up and called out: "I see what this is! You want a fight you got it!" He trembled a bit, unsure who or how many he may face!?