The Viper (fka Stef) 🌟 (Nivel 16) mail warning

~DISCLAIMER~
After the words of a dear friend, i feel compelled to add this: "The Snake" is simply a role for the ongoing January event of Twat: Legions of Twilight. He is supposed to be over the top manipulative, shady, hatefilled, lying evil!

UPDATE:
On January 24th Queen Emily defeated "The Viper", converting him to become "The Paladin" (an insufferable holy Joe if you ask me)
UPDATE:
As the Heels managed to pull off a last minute victory, the Viper did drop the cover of "Paladin" and has escaped in disguise to evade the revende of his formes comrades

"THAT DOES IT! I am determined to prove a VILLAIN!" Stef, 30.12.2024

After the Royal Rumble our plucky rookie got catapulted to No. 2 in the T.W.A.T rankings. Flying high in his 5 game victory streak (and massively overestimating his own importance) Stef has tried to get a title match ever since, only to see faster contenders walking away with the belt before he got his shot.

Disgrunteled he has started moping and as Mika easily defeated him in his December match...something snapped.

And then SOMEONE made the mistake of telling him, he is way to nice. That to get matches one has to entice opponents to WANT to beat you.

As the new year arrives, Stef throws his doubts and inhibitions overboard.

"So you didnt respect me when i was nice? Then i will tear this Alliance down. Brick by brick! The Queen, Dusk, Allyson...all of you! This January this is a house divded!"

For Roby!

Thrown with a ragtag band of egomaniac "Heels", Stef decided quickly there should be some sort of leadership. And Roby, the former king and Intergender Champion seemed a logical choice. With sweettalking and playing to Robys desires, Stef managed to get close to him. Alas, Roby was a fighter, no leader. As much as he trusted Stef...he would not lead. Stef , claiming to act under Robys authority began contacting the heels, offering advice or pointing them to opponents. Slowly Stef entangled himself in the interior machinations of the heels, making one moral compromise after the other while playing up his image as big nasty evil fighter.
Yet he started fancying some of his teammates...Cassie and Aria, old flames one could say, he had liked for a long time. And Greyson ... was new. A man that hid his loyalty, affection and caring under a veneer of cruelty. They could have been friends...or even more. But Stef decided to concentrate on his goals, holding Greyson at arms length. Later...later, once he had achieved his goals...

After a few victories the defeats came pouring in. The Loyalists were tough nuts to crack and soon led by points.

Allyson

On the 14th of January, the Snake met Alkyson in the ring. The two were no strangers, maybe not friends, but starting to grow closer. And secretly Stef had a pretty big crush on her...But his ambition proved greater. Armed with thr knoeledge of her likes and dislikes, Stef ruthlessly used this and every underhand tactic he could find...and narrowly won. Betraying her trust seemed almost natural. He had wanted her for some time, and as her carried her lifeless body to the lockers to "enjoy his victory", a little part of Stef died. It drowned in the showers as he proceeded to use her.

In the end the victory, the measely point that he had bought with a part of himself...was nothing. The Face team rampaged on, making his victory an insignificant footnote in a struggle that was starting to look desperate.

The Dark Mistress
At this time Lady Dusk had the misfortune to be captured. Having been Queen before and a seasoned fighter, Stef immediately saw the potential. Rapidly he contacted the team, smoothtalking, bribing, threatening...
After only a day it was done. The Heels bowed to a surprised Lady, thrust into the leading position and flattered by the snake. Immefiately he worked on her, presenting strategies and tactics, passing on her orders to the Heels.

But apart from minor successes...it was not enough. Emilys fighters were winning. And every day made it more obvious.
The Snake felt the chill of fear. He had chosen a path to defeat. The danger of public punishment by Emily AND Lisa loomed large. And then the Dark Mistress claimed a title shot. A Match for the crown that HE had been promised. And his poisoned heart turned against his Lady.
Under the guise of raising her morale and her spirit, he posed as friend in need as she faltered. Surreptiously filling her mind with pictures of defeat and loss...and earning her trust for it. As she called him "Faithful Stef, my loyal Viper" his friendly smile never wavered, as he throttled the part of himself to silence that longed to warn her.
As Dusk was badly beaten and humiliated in the ring, the Snake gloated.

The Queen
By now even the most staunch Heels were losing faith. As the dark Lady was tending to her wounds, the Snake simply carried on ordering the Heels around, sending them on suicidal missions. The dark Lady realized things were being run around her. But it was too late.
Fueled by fear as much as by ambition, the Viper prepared its final betrayal. He went for a match against the Queen. But arrayed the match so that he would either be King, while the heels would perish, or lose and be "converted" to the winning side, avoiding the punishment of losing with the heels.
As the snake shed its skin, it shed the last remnants of the man that had maybe not been respected or feared by all...but trusted, liked and even loved by some.

And so the outcome of the match was secondary. Although hard fought, Emily bested the Viper. And the Viper promptly bent the knee claimed to be a changed man. To have seen the light. As he changed into the prepared new outfit, the thing that inhabited the body giggled with evil glee at the horrified faces of his former comrades.

Call me 'Pal'

The Vipers took some joy in masquerading as a repenting sinner.
But as the heels started their last offensive, he found himself worming hus way to the center of power again. As loss followed loss, the Viper trued to charm the queen to use underhand tactics, resirt to any means possible, as the Heels drew closer day by day. To no avail. The queen would rather go down staying true to her virtues than becoming a tyrant.
And so, as the Heels took the win on the ladt day of fighting, the Viper shed his skin as a loyal Paladin and fled in disguise...

Theme Song: The Snake

--THE BASICS--

Im Stef
38 years old
German
and sub

--WHAT AM I LOOKING FOR?--

I might be a sub, but i am also very competitive. I like the struggle for dominance and i win more often then not ( with the exception of Lisa ).

So: Rough Switchfights PLEASE! Preferably wrestling.

But if you are Dom, Switch or Sub, i might be in the mood for whatever, just ask.

--SIDEBETS--

I have done some bets, some irl stuff, all good fun so far. Not too fond of name or profile-changes (but i could be convinced with a hot idea...).

--WINS AND LOSSES--

As punishment for losing the January T.W.A.T. event, here is the Ballad of Aria and Eily:

In shadows deep, where silence reigns,
Aria stood, her heart a stone. Her eyes were cold, her spirit fierce,
But in her soul, a fear unknown.
Eily stood, serene and bright, Her calmness softened Aria's fight.

A battle fierce beneath the moon,
Aria struck with might and skill.
Yet Eily’s grace, like gentle streams,
Taught her the peace that comes with still.
A love arose from wounds that bled,
A bond that healed what fear had fed.

Through whispered winds and soft moonlight,
Aria found her heart anew. No longer bound by hate so tight,
Her soul was free, her spirit true.
In Eily’s arms, her strength was found,
And peace replaced the pain unbound.

--THE ONE--

I have met people here that are interesting or funny or that i truly admire (or even envy), and some that i started to really care about.

And one stands out...

I met Lisa in a room in my second week i think....and she scared and exited me very much.

I found the courage to message her and we decided we should just fight to see who would come out on top.
But it wasnt the submission holds, throws or punches....at some point i just quoted Cyrano de Bergerac...and she immediately recognized it. And answered with a quote by my favourite german Poet.

I dont want to bore you with details of our matches or our debates...i have never met a human being like her. Whatever i do, she can match me, most of the time surpass me. Whatever topic i pic, she knows something about it. And about the stuff i dont know, too.

I cant even tell you when it happened...there just was a point, when I realized, i belonged to her.

Thank you, Schönste, i hope you will never regret putting up with this clown.