Plan C

Plan C

The one you don’t fuck with.
  • Exit Conference: Part 3

    Hello. Is it me you’re looking for? I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your smile. …the feeling, is mu-tu-al. I won’t front. You guys really had me going there for a bit. I actually thought I wasn’t going to be needed. HOWfuckingeverafter.  But....
  • Exit Conference

    Refueled 8. What’s left of it. The fire is out. All are gone. Except the three left behind. Debris is everywhere. It’s dark. It’s miserable. Amongst all of it, the… Beaten, Battered, Tattered, Bloodied, Defeated, Outsmarted, Bested, Wooded, Buried, …egg bandits lay. Jiles: Uh… did we win? Dean: It...
  • OUT

    CRACKING NEWS. SAY IT AIN’T SO. Reports coming from inside the deepest depths of Camp Bandit are saying that barring a miracle, The Maestro of COOL, Cool Jiles, is OUT for Refueled VIII. Word is, the Bandits aren’t releasing an official statement in an attempt to keep their opponents...
  • Who will it be?

    BREAKING NEWS. With the possibility of Cool Jiles being out for the main event, High Octane Wrestling has announced that a random superstar will be selected as a witness to the weigh in of Robert Dean. Remember, in order for Robert Dean to be eligible to compete IN CHAMPIONSHIP...
  • Pig Headed

    The old guard is out.  The new guard is in. The roster has seemingly doubled overnight. The pressure to perform, and keep ahead of the pack, doubling right along side of it.  Showcasing a shitburger of a track record, and with the lights now brightly shining down upon them,...
  • SAY IT AIN’T SO

    CRACKING NEWS.   Come to the baseball game.   Stay for the reveal of a third Egg Bandit?   Say it ain’t so, but it seems as if The Egg Bandits are taking every precaution to ensure they exit the cages High Octane Wrestling Tag Team Champions. While on...
  • The Wild Hunt

    War Games. Ha. Do your worst. Do your best. DO SOMETHING. Just… PROVE IT. ——— Now, where were we again? Well. I know for sure where we are not. We are not at someone’s Mom’s backyard slumber party. We are not behind the gates of The Brain’s 65,279 acre...
  • PLEASE READ

    Breaking NEWS   URGENT.   PUBLIC NOTICE.   TAKE SHELTER.   On Thursday, July 25th, 2019, the attraction known as The Beast from the Carnival de Grandiose escaped his enclosure after shitting everywhere. It is being reported he chewed through his protective fencing! There are no reported casualties as...
  • The Carnies

    The WAR GAMES. For some, a chance to etch their name in history. To decide the fate of the company. One percent stake, up for grabs. For others… The Carnival de Grandiose. No matter how you slice it. Two cages. Two belts. Life. Limb. Legacy. All on the line....
  • The rich get richer?

    Cracking news.   Hot off the heels of a hooting and hollering, helluva Refueled 4, we here at howrestling.com have received a HOT tip regarding the possible expansion of HOW’s favorite and most honorable of stable.   THE EGG BANDITS.   The tip, received via email from CardboardRainbowMummy4Prez@fwrestling.com is...
  • I want to play a game

    A graveyard.   A spooky, wouldn’t-want-to-be-there-with-light-let-alone-at-night type of graveyard.   That said, the moon is all the way up. It’s a full one; eerily illuminating the tombstones of the fallen beneath.   The wind howls something fierce, or some other way Frank Miller might describe it.   A nearby...
  • GOD I HATE THIS

    Breaking NEWZ…   It is with an extremely heavy heart that we announce…   That HOWrestling…   Is closing.   … the book on the Legendary Monster of Poses, Cardboard Dan.   Sadly, early today on a beach in Tampa, Cardboard Dan was killed in a freak jet skiing...
  • THE ICON

    You know what?   I’ve been thinking.   After getting StevensLeaked…   After having to sit through the weirdest rendition of The Farmer and O’Dell…   After David decided to steal my thunder, yet again…   Yeah.   I’m liking the idea of this more and more.   I...
  • Good Luck!

    Hey.   Darin.   Good. Job.   You pack a mean punch!   You really do!   I haven’t been this sore since Vampire Val pinned my shoulders to the mat. Here’s to hoping Mickey’s dementia, alcoholism, ageism, and whatever else may ail him– holds out for the rest...
  • P.M.C.

    The ashes are cold.  The air smells like recycled schwag.  A man is nearing the end of his rope. Not this shithole again. …coolympus. What in the blue fuck are we doing back here? It’s been four years. Two months. And zero days. Oh. This day. Great. Since Cancer...
  • Hubris

    Once upon a time, there was a place HIGH up in the clouds. Where the air tasted like laughing gas, and the sun never blinded. Where the lands were ripe with lavish silks, the finest herbs, and Cadbury eggs fit for the wealthiest of Saudi Prince. Where Bandits would...
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