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Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

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Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

Paul didn't even hear the others trying to make small talk, only one thing was on his mind, a nice hot... Was that THE Dan Green? He couldn't believe it. It was surreal as this living legend gave a casual rundown of a state of the art facility. He had no idea what these people saw in some scruffy kid from Miami but if it was good enough to get noticed? He didn't care.

Paul immediately headed for the nice hot showers. The long bus ride was hell and he smelt of ancient leather, carpet seats and god knows what. He popped on some music from his phone, it wasn't the manliest thing in the world but neither was music in the shower in general. R&B to soothe the soul, his mix of Marvin Gaye let his body relax from travel weariness.

He quickly stripped down and hung his clothes up, letting the steam fill his nostrils he entered the shower ready for a nice peaceful solitary cleaning.

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

A military WW2 backpack his grandad gave him? Check. A tin of mama's famous spaghetti alla carbonara? Check. Enough clothes to make it appear he had a wardrobe? Check. The hottest playlist this side of the tracks? Check.

Miami was hot and humid even at 2am, but that's the only time the greyhound to transfer him to the bus to Ontario was leaving. Lugging a stuffed backpack, Paul stepped on the bus. He was dressed in a red ballcap, khaki shorts, his favorite white shoes, and a retro local MMA tournament T-shirt. Not to mention some simple earbuds in his ears with 'easy listening' music playing. Paul found a seat alone quickly, put his bag on the seat next to him and drifted asleep.

Now...

After one hell of a bus journey and only 4 full playlist replays Paul had arrived. Destiny, an opportunity, the beginning of the chance of a life time was in his reach. He wasn't going to waste it. Paul eagerly put down his backpack and earbuds and quickly made his way into the training complex. That 40 hour bus ride made him antsy and this was the place to relieve that stress.

Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

Paul Russo

Name: Paul Russo
Nickname: Peaches
Age: 18
Nationality: American (Romanian Decent)
Appearance: Light brown feathered hair, narrow eyes, relaxed brow, strong jaw and cheekbones, brown eyes, athletic muscular physique that is just enough to broaden the shoulders and show definition.
Fighting Style: Muay-Thai and Tae-Kwon Do
Record: Amateur: 5-0 (3 KO / 2 TKO)
Weight Class: 195lbs - Light Heavyweight
Height/Reach: 6'0" / 72 inches
Background: Paul first started in martial arts in elementary school, just to stay off the streets while his parents worked. It came in handy through his life because he has his mama's temper and that put him in the middle of enough street fights to get his first name known by every police officer in west Miami. It didn't help growing up in an Italian neighborhood who loved to haze his family for being "gypsies", but now he's here. All of that fighting and training didn't go to waste, and the money he'd send home certainly wouldn't either.
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Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

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Green's MMA Academy: The Fighter's College

Here he is...

Paul Russo

Name: Paul Russo
Nickname: Peaches
Age: 18
Nationality: American (Romanian Decent)
Appearance: Light brown feathered hair, narrow eyes, relaxed brow, strong jaw and cheekbones, brown eyes, athletic muscular physique that is just enough to broaden the shoulders and show definition.
Fighting Style: Muay-Thai and Tae-Kwon Do
Record: Amateur: 5-0 (3 KO / 2 TKO)
Weight Class: 195lbs - Light Heavyweight
Height/Reach: 6'0" / 72 inches
Background: Paul first started in martial arts in elementary school, just to stay off the streets while his parents worked. It came in handy through his life because he has his mama's temper and that put him in the middle of enough street fights to get his first name known by every police officer in west Miami. It didn't help growing up in an Italian neighborhood who loved to haze his family for being "gypsies", but now he's here. All of that fighting and training didn't go to waste, and the money he'd send home certainly wouldn't either.
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Tower of the Black Pearl

Charlie grimaced as his fist connected hard with the man. The cracking of bones rippled through his forearm. He then immediately turned his back to his foe analyzing the scene. He saw his companion charging another armed man and decided it was best to just stay at the ready rather than get himself impaled.

Tower of the Black Pearl

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Tower of the Black Pearl

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