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Post by Star Stormz on Dec 9, 2022 16:31:26 GMT -5
 PWS: APEX Presents CRUSADE: ARMAGEDDON
LIVE Tuesday, December 20, 2022
Camp Nou - Barcelona, Spain
First Blood Match
Alexis Makarios vs. Corey Bull
DEADLINE: 12/18/22 11:59:59 PM EST
One RP Per character
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Post by Corey Bull on Dec 11, 2022 17:23:41 GMT -5
-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ- Bloomington, Minnesota
6 months before his return to PWS
The manâs name was Kristapor Artur, an Armenian gun smuggler who has kept himself off of the radar in Minnesota. The average person wouldnât even be able to guess this is Kristaporâs true occupation. By day he wears a three piece suit and runs a travel agency, a very large one. His side hustle is a delivery business that works with the local businesses. His company picks up the items and letters the need dealt with and delivers them to places such as UPS or the post office, for a very small fee. This is of course paid in advance and in monthly installments.
But do not be fooled by this manâs mild mannerisms and Hollywood looks. His true occupation is guns. He has shipped guns in cars where the engine was fake. He has placed them in the hollow parts of American soldiers coffins as they were sent home from foreign lands. Kristapor has no shame, will do what it takes to bring in his weapons to see to street gangs and known terrorist cells.
I know what you're thinking, what does this have to do with the current narrative. Itâs alright folks, I understand. As your disembodied host and guide, I can assure you that I am not dragging things out, simply doing my job. Follow along and you may soon understand. But I warn you, when you do understand, you may want to pour bleach in your eyes and scour your brain with an ice pick to remove the images and knowledge I will give you. This is your only warning.
Kristapor was a bad man. And most people would have never known his story. But now, after all this time, police have finally linked his murder as the first in a series. Thatâs right, Kristapor has been murdered. But not by a rival boss or another smuggler. No, he has become the first victim to a serial killer. Not just any serial killer, no, one that does not use borders and jurisdictions. This killer kills wherever, whenever, and whomever they chose.
Would you like to know more? Then take the less traveled path in your mind and feel the truth as it pours out.
-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ- **Darkness. It is so black that the color black seems light. There is noise, though you cannot put your finger on what it is. Slowly, as if urged on, the black becomes light and images and people appear in the darkness. Soon, the landscape is known, it is a shed or barn. Tools of all manner of farm work hang from chains and pegs. Sickles, scythes, butchering tools, tools to collect the hay. Instruments of hard work but also, instruments that can cause harm and death. The chains gently sway with a flattering sound that is haunting. A large figure sits at the bench, a white acrylic mask at his side. The mask has a Cheshire cats grin and fresh blood splattered on it. Another mask is strapped to this behemoths face, covering most of his ugliness with black leather.
At least it is what he perceives as ugly. The reality is the 6â10â Corey Bull isnât unattractive but neither is he handsome. But a monster he is. And he sits on a stool, a leather strap pulled out and a straight razor in his hand, slowly sharpening it as he speaks, his voice a low demonic purr**
âWe told youâŚwe gave you fair warning PWS. We said we would release a true monster upon you. And look at what Alexis has becomeâŚlook at the destruction she has wrought. We knowâŚit is us you will blameâŚand you would be half right. But we did not forceâŚbut we guided. We took her down the path less traveledâŚthe one that people ignore so much. One of darkness and forgivenessâŚof hate and betrayalâŚof blood and violence. Sometimes you do not need the hero to save youâŚsometimes you need the monster. Because we do not shy from what truly must be doneâŚwe ensure that the âbad guyâ never has a chance to be badâŚagain.â
**LaughterâŚdark and twisted, but cool and contained. A contradiction of sorts**
âAlexisâŚwe knew all those years ago that you were the oneâŚthat inside you was the darkness that matched our ownâŚthat longed for the same release we had. But you were not readyâŚyou still had so much hope. But then we heard through our many sources that your mind decided to take a break from reality.â
âThat wasnât you losing it AlexisâŚthat was your true nature knocking on the proverbial door and saying âOpen up bitch!â. You are a killer AlexisâŚyou always have been. You have stopped so many people in their tracks and âkilledâ their chances of being a championâŚof being greatâŚof continuing to wrestle. Your killing was limited to careers and opportunities because you have caged your monster for so longâŚit adapted and found pleasure in doing what it could to feed and sustain itself. And now it feels our presenceâŚit feasted on Ace. How long before you canât control your very nature Alexis? How long before you donât want to?â
-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ- Police tape secures the upper scale home as the scene of a crime. Officers look pale and frazzled and at least one cops is throwing up. Two detectives, hardened by years of seeing fit all, stand at the door, looks of shock on their face.
Det 1: Have you ever..?
Det 2: No. This is definitely a first for me.
The two men shake there head as another crime scene tech walks out, pale white.
Tech: This scene is soâŚI donât know where to start and my men are all gonna need therapy after this one.
Det 1: How long before we can look at something other then pictures?
Tech: My team has set up a camera system that will send you a live feed. You will be able to direct the tech through a microphone system they are setting up in the mobile unit. But for now, its my scene and my rules and I say no one enters unless you are on my team.
Both men shake their heads in aggreence and head for the mobile unit. The scene is beyond explainable. Blood seems to soak every inch of the room the camera is in. The persons face, or what is left of it, looks like they ate a grenade and didnât swallow before it went off. And the rest of the body is covered in what must be hundreds of cuts.
Tech: So it appears that whoever killed this man was into medieval torture. I think this is Lingchi or death by a thousand cuts. And Iâm pretty sure the device on the table there is called The Pear.
The camera turns to the table, where there sits a metal device that is indeed pear shaped, but slightly open. It seems to be operated by a screw, the screw turning to open the metal device.
Det 2: Jesus on a stick, what kind of fucking sicko do we have here?
Tech: Itâs hard to say, that isnât my field. What I can tell you is this man was tortured and brutally killed. Beyond that, it is someone elses field. Here is something that I do understand. Itâs Latin.
The camera turns to two words written in blood on the wall. Mors Conparator.
Tech: It means death dealer. I think this may be a signature. And if that is the case, then we might be in for more of these.
Det 2: Well its time to strap yourself in boy, we are gonna be here for awhile.
Det 1: Shit, better call my wife then. And tell her to never buy pears again. Fuck. And I loved eating pears.
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âYou canât begin to grasp what this means to someone like us Alexis. It is unfathomable...impossible for you to even think you understand. Your ego will not allow you to delve into the depths of that sort of reality. Instead...you sit cushioned on a dream that you have created in your own mind. Because there you are safe...there you do not have to deal with what is real and what is fake.â
âBut the reality is usâŚAlexis. You and usâŚwe are the same yet differentâŚtwo pieces to the same puzzle. But you canât seem to put all the clues to this togetherâŚit has been in front of you for so many yearsâŚteasing at the edges of your realityâŚjust out of sight.â
âWe remember you being a strong-willed woman at one point. But that will has weakened over the years. In its place was a timid and watered-down version of youâŚand we didnât want to see you suffer like that. So we had to push you...pull you..and drag you through a nightmare made personally just for you, Alexis. We had to drag you into that nightmare and make you see it...make you feel it..make you understand it. We had to wake up that inner demonâŚand she came through with such a vengeance.â
âWe are coming to save youâŚAlexis. We are going to show you your mistakes and it will cleanse you. Then the awakening will happenâŚthe creature within you will rise up from the ashes like a fallen Phoenix. GrantedâŚyou are going to lose some of the ones you loveâŚbut there is always a price for being the hero to the masses. A hero that is willing to do the things no one else is. That is what we will become AlexisâŚa true power couple. Iron sharpens iron..and monsters know monsters. And we know you are a monster Alexis. So do youâŚyou just wonât let it out to play."
âWe are going to give you no choice.â
âIt is ready to be exposed to the world.â
âReady to feast on the masses of cancer that infect PWS.â
âIt is time to walk with the Death Dealer Alexi and be his Life Taker.â-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-đ-
Bloomington, Minnesota Murder
48 hours later
Det 1: This man was an Armenian gun smuggler! Christ, I canât even name half the places he has connections to.
Det 2: Maybe this was a hit by another outfit, sending a message about treading in their territory.
Det 1: It seems very possible. We are just starting to get access to some of his bank records and this man had lots of money. And it couldn't have all been because of a travel agency.
Det 2: Or a delivery service.
The phone rings.
Det 2: YepâŚ.uhuhâŚyeahâŚwe will be right down.
The phone is hung up.
Det 2: Seems that the autopsy on this guy is done. And it gets even weirder.
Det 1: Oh yeah?
Det 2: Yeah, they found a doll in this guy's throat. Some sort of wrestling doll.
Det 1: Huh, no shit. Wonder what kind.
Det 2: Corner said somethin about a red-headed woman. That's it.
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Post by Alexis Makarios on Dec 18, 2022 23:08:19 GMT -5
Scene one: Therapy
Where: Diana Everheart's office
When: A week before Crusade, early afternoon
*The scene opens up inside a small, yet simple little office in the arena. It had two chairs sitting across a small coffee table from each other. On the table was a small vase with a few soft colored flowers in it, a box of tissues, and 2 bottles of water. The walls were a soft off white color, with minimal decorations. The only thing noteworthy on the walls were a few frames with Diana's diplomas and credentials, all of which were impressive. Sitting in one chair with a notebook in her hands was PWS's newest therapist, Diana Everheart. She sat straight with a very proper and sophisticated air to her. Sitting in the other chair was PWS:APEX Hall of Famer, Alexis Makarios. Alexis was slouched in the chair with a slight snarl on her face. It was OBVIOUS that she did NOT want to be there. The silence in the air was almost chilling until Diana breaks it*
Diana: Miss Makarios⌠I'm glad you finally made an appointment to see me. I truly believe that I can help you with your issues.
*Alexis scoffed*
Diana: Yes, I know you aren't exactly a fan of therapy or anything along those lines. Prior to today's appointment, I did my research and looked through Dr Fisher's files on you. I must say, you lead a very unique life.
Alexis: that's one way to put it
Diana: I know you have had some bad luck in many aspects of your life. You've dealt with more than your fair share of unfortunate situations. Yet here you stand, tall and proud, and strong.
Alexis: Flattery will get you nowhere.
Diana: I suspected that. Yet I speak the truth. You see, I am intrigued by you and the life you lead. Care to start things off light by telling me about your friends? I see that you surround yourself with a very unique group.
Alexis: Not reallyâŚ
Diana: Miss Makarios, please. If you donât participate in this session properly, I canât clear you for Crusade.
*Alexis sighed loudly*
Alexis: Fine. My friends are great. My family is great. I have a new sister. I couldnât be happier. Iâm an aunt, and I adore little Maddie. Iâve been through a lot of shit. My mental health isnât always the best. One of my best friends has turned and become a dickhead. My other former friend tried to kill me. I spent time in a nuthouse. I hate Corey Bull, and I am going to disembowel him at Crusade. Is that what you want to hear? Do I pass?
*Diana scribbled something in the notebook.*
Diana: Itâs a great start. I see exactly what Dr Fisher meant when he said you have a short fuse. Anger is a natural and normal feeling. What I want to hear more about is this Corey Bull situation. It has been noted that you are now uncomfortable around men? Which, given what you have been through recently, is understandable.
Alexis: Iâm just sick and tired of watching over my shoulder⌠wondering who is going to turn and attack me next. Corey and I used to be friends⌠teammates even. And now here he is, using some Ace idiot as a distraction, to try and bring out some deep seeded darkness he feels is within me. Iâm tired of it all! Which is why I am going to do this First Blood match, and I am going to show him exactly what he wants. I am going to show him this âdark sideâ that he brought out. And he will have no one to blame but himself. You saw what I did to Ace last week.
Diana: I did. I bet you are glad that Audrey was out there to stop you.
Alexis: I guessâŚ
Diana: I want to talk to you about that episode you had out there, where you slapped Audrey. What happened?
Alexis: I donât wanna talk about it
Diana: AlexisâŚ
*She let out an even louder sigh. You would swear that she was a teenager arguing with her mom over her outfit or something.*
Alexis: FINE! Corey didnât even have the balls to come out there and face me face to face. He stayed behind a screen like a coward, sending the little bitch he used to attack me twice out like a lamb to the slaughter.!
Diana: That appears to be exactly what he wanted
Alexis: And then he kept TAUNTING me! And I saw red! I donât really remember anything from when Audrey tagged in until I slapped her.
Diana: Interesting. And how did thatâŚ
*Alexis cuts her off*
Alexis: How did that make me feel? Like shit! Audrey was just out there to help me, to support me, and to be a good friend. And I slapped her. I wasnât myself in that moment and she knows that. I would never do anything to hurt her⌠intentionally. Look, this isnât relevant to anything. Can you just clear me for Crusade, please?
Diana: Iâm still making that decision. Do you really feel like you or Corey will be safe in this first blood match?
Alexis: Nope⌠and thatâs exactly what I am counting on. Iâm over it all and he needs to learn not to mess with me. Now please⌠clear me?
Diana: Well, you did open up to me and answer all my questions. So I will clear youâŚ
Alexis: THANK YOU
Diana: Under the pretext that you will continue with our sessions once a week
Alexis: FUCKING SERIOUSLY!?!?!
Diana: Those are the conditions.
Alexis: Fine. Whatever.
*Diana scribbles in her notebook and looks to Alexis*
Diana: I will contact Miss Stormz and let her know you are good to compete. Iâll see you next week, Miss Makarios.
*Alexis takes a deep breath as the scene fades to black.*
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