*Victory via Pinfall or Submission*
Bill stoicly waited backstage for his entrance; After his previous bout against Rev Citrine, something had felt off about the man's demeanour. Typically Bill had all the confidence in the world before a match, but something felt like it was chewing up at his resolve; Like he wouldn't be enough. He did his best to shake those thoughts out of his head though as he took account of himself. He was in his gear, he was dominant, he was ready. He had to be.
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"Making his way to the ring.. Bill 'The Crusher'!"
As his music blared, Bill strutted as best he could with his stoic confidence in check. He walked like a man of pure determination; not taking a single second on the ramp to stop or acknowledge anything besides the ring that lay in front of him. As he clambered up the steps he pressed himself over the top rope and let his crotch ungracefully grind against it for a brief second before stomping his feet down in the ring. The entire frame shook with each step of his as he paced around and observed his environment. He would be up against a relative newcomer tonight; but one that needed to be taken down a peg. Bill was a bit unfamiliar with who they were, but all competitors should be the same. Just another one on the list for him to power through. Right?