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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Feb 17, 2020 22:24:14 GMT -5
TUESDAY NIGHT RIOT Date: Tuesday, February 25th, 2020 Location: Little Caesars Arena, Detroit, MI
Legion v Morgan Baker
Deadline Saturday, February 22nd, 2020 11:59pm Eastern Minimum 300 Maximum 3000
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Post by Legion on Feb 22, 2020 12:14:54 GMT -5
Trigger Warning: Violence, This is only in a parallel world.
The cameraman was walking along the street as he looked around. He had been growing paranoid about the door just randomly appearing and taking him to new places he had not been aware of. He had been walking just watching around, but as he took his next step, there was a sudden drop, like he had fallen off a sidewalk, but he had realized the fall. He had stepped on the door, and it had fallen open taking him inside. The door slammed shut after it had found it’s intended victim, vanishing into thin air, as if it were never there. The cameraman fell to the ground on the other side as he looked up. He could smell the cherry blossoms, and the smell of death in the air. He looked around as he smiled to himself softly, knowing where he had ended up. He got up and brushed himself off, as he saw a hulking behemoth standing in the distance, the one he had known as Mister J. the cameraman knew the path he must take in order to find the one he sought. He continued along the dirt path, as he saw the bridge beginning to form, as the river of blood flowed underneath it. A hand began to rise from the river of blood, as silver lightning cracked in the obviously clear sky. The cameraman shivered knowing she might be close, as a woman in white was standing on the far side of the bridge.
The hand slowly creeped along behind the cameraman as he was oblivious to the fact. As the lightning cracked a second time, a katana fell from the sky, slicing the ghost hand in half, as it screamed the cameraman turned around looking down at it, seeing the silver Katana just sat there and pulsed, the cameraman took his final step off the bridge, as the bridge fell into the river below, along with the Katana and the hand underneath it. The doll was sitting up against a tree, as the cameraman pondered grabbing it as he laughed, then turned away from it, as he did Mister J appeared in front of him standing in his path, growling at him. He turned back to take the doll off the ground, as he removed the pins from the throat, as it coughed up two bronze coins, and then motioned for him to open his hand, as he did it stood up, the slapped him as hard as it could.
“You still fail to understand why you come here? I don’t want you to come here, because then you have to face her. She brings you here to learn a lesson, and if that lesson is not learned then you are doomed to repeat it. But since you are adamant, there is much to be discussed, now go, she awaits, those coins, keep them safe, the only thing that will save you from this nightmare.”
The doll jumps from his hand as it does not turn back, Mister J has vanished as the cameraman shivered wondering how such a big man like that could disappear. He shivered then began walking down the dirt path, hearing the trees rustle he wondered where she would be dropping from, as a shield had appeared on his arm. He put it up immediately, as he saw an arrow flying at him. He caught it in the shield, as the woman in the distance came running at him, dropkicking him so that he would fall onto his back. She sat on his chest plucking the arrow from his shield, as she looked down upon him.
“The Last Ronin” Legion We had our concerns that you would not come, all things considering. We were bored with the fact that our brethren next to us, wanted to fight, and we fought each of them fairly and won. Now that you’re here, you bring a new freshness to my area. This week though we debut on Apex Wrestling, bringing a new era of violence and chaos to a new place. The challenge though, they placed Morgan Baker in front of us. The person in charge whomever they are must not like this person, especially since they placed them in front of us. The known disease without a cure, but we are also the cure, the curse of the forest, the one who hath brought countless to their knees, only to have them fall, we are Legion.
She cackled as she punched down on the shield hard, as she looked at him. She draws some blood letting it run across the shield, as she giggled. Her blue eyes piercing him, as he shivered under her. She punched it again, shaking her hand, letting the blood trickle as she wiped it on her robes. She got up offering her hand to him, as she looked down at him.
“The Last Ronin” Legion See we have to observe many of our opponents to tend to understand them better, Morgan we have not had the chance to observe, but we managed to acquire things that would help us better understand her. We tend to love those who remain undefeated, because then it provides us a challenge. She has gone up a few this far in her career, and yet beaten every one of the challenges she has faced. See we are not just the biggest test for her, we are the wall that stands between her and her undefeated streak. There is a reason we are known as a measuring stick Morgan… We are the ones that you come to when you have something to prove, we are the ones that you come to when you need to verify that you have had your belief tested. We understand that, we commend it, but we are the monster that lurks within the shadows.
She cackles as she vanishes, the cameraman looking at her as she did. She then appeared a few feet down the path farther, the cameraman began walking towards her as she drew her bow firing another arrow at him. He blocked with his shield, as she looked at him curiously, as she shrugged. She then grabbed him as he approached slamming him up against a tree. Her eyes change from the blue they were to the red that was familiar with one of the others. She held him there as she summoned her Katana looking at him, stabbing it into the tree next him, watching as black ooze falls from the tree. The silver lightning infecting the tree, the cameraman looking over scared at it. She giggles, as she flicks the blade.
“The Last Ronin” Legion Over time, we’ve come to understand that people tend to want to believe anything that they are told. We truly, do understand that, but everytime, the world is opened to you when you experience things for yourself. You can hear about us, Morgan, you can wonder what my other opponents saw, you can try to find us, but you will understand one of a few things. That we are just another demon, whom people have tried to crack the code on. We are another person whom, you will have to figure out rather quickly because we will change the answer just as you come into us. Morgan, four opponents have come knocking at your door, and four opponents you’ve knocked down. That is no small feat, but what happens when you meet the wall, and find yourself trapped against it, because we are the one who holds the other side of that wall keeping you from climbing it, or even making it over.
She cackled as she pulled her katana from the tree. As she looked into the cameraman’s eyes, she saw the fear then smirked, as she let him go. There was not much use holding on to him anymore, as she laughed to herself. She put her Katana away as she let him slide down the tree.
“The Last Ronin” Legion What once was, shall be again, and for those who follow, only know that we are as dangerous as we have ever been.
She giggles as she snaps her fingers and vanishes down towards the end of the path as the cameraman took a few minutes to compose himself. Legion did not want to be kept waiting but she knew that she had frightened the poor boy so that he would have time to gather his thoughts. Legion closed her eyes as she began whispering something to herself. The cameraman got up and made his way over to her as she stopped looking up at the sky, dark clouds formed overhead as rain began to fall, red rain. The cameraman began to wipe off his brow, as he thought it looked like blood. Legion had finished what she was whispering then took a note out from inside her robe, She places it down on the mat before her as she did not stand up, knowing the cameraman was there.
“The Last Ronin” Legion Tuesday night, Morgan, PWS: Apex. The beginning of your end of days is coming, and there will the garden rise. Only through us, can salvation be attained.
She picked up the tanto from it’s holding spot in front of her, then she let it drop immediately. She started cackling to herself, as the cameraman slowly stood up. She held the spot as it began to bleed a darker red. She turned to him still laughing to herself, as she threw her an arrow at him.
“The Last Ronin” Legion The end is here, so just enjoy it. We are ready for the gift of which the doll gave to you. If you wish to leave that is fine, but you will never stay here. Morgan, see you Tuesday, where your undefeated streak dies!
She cackled as she held her hand out, the cameraman dug out the two bronze coins that the doll had spat up earlier. He placed them in her hand, she closes her palm, then the door appears behind the cameraman. She nods, as she turns around snapping her fingers, as she disappears in a trail of butterflies. the cameraman stepped pulled the door open as he heard a loud thunk on the back of the door, he closed it for a second then noticed the katana sticking in it. He pulled the door open quickly, falling back to the same spot he was in when he was taken. Legion stands on the other side of the door smirking as she closed the door. The cameraman walked away slowly unsure what to think as it fades out.
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Post by Morgan Baker on Feb 22, 2020 22:08:49 GMT -5
(We are at Morgan Baker’s house and someone is knocking on Morgan's door and it is Claire, Morgan is so happy to see her!)
Claire Anderson: Hey Morgan! So I thought you were at training but you’re here at your house and I can see you are playing Mario kart. Girl, WHAT are you doing?
Morgan Baker: Hey Claire! Come on in! So what’s going on? Look, I know I haven’t been in training for a while and I’ve been at home relaxing, thinking about what I should do. Go to training or just stay home?
(Morgan looks at Claire and Claire just shakes her head.)
Claire Anderson: Morgan, what are we going to do with you? You have to go to training every single day. I made a calendar for you to see what days that you had to go to training. You have to go girl, come on!
(Claire wasn’t happy with Morgan and it really confused poor Morgan.)
Morgan Baker: Wow I have not seen that face before. You were so happy and now you got mad at me. Did I do something wrong? Is it because I didn’t go to training?
(Morgan is crying and Claire gives Morgan a hug reassuring her)
Claire Anderson: Hey, hey now Morgan... Come on, you’re a big girl now! Look, you need training. You have a match coming up on February 25 at Little Caesars Arena...this is your moment! This is your chance!
(Morgan is happy that Claire said nice things to her but she wants to go.)
Morgan Baker: You know what Claire? Maybe you're right. Maybe I do need to go to training not stay home playing video games and whatnot. I’m done...let’s go to training.
(Claire is so happy that she has her Morgan back as they get in the car and head up to the gym)
Morgan Baker: Claire thank you for driving me to training. I appreciate it.
Claire Anderson: My pleasure Morgan! Maybe next time you should listen...and MAYBE you should go!
Morgan Baker: Yeah, you’re right... Maybe I should go...I don’t know what’s going on, It’s just my life right now...
(Morgan and Caire got to the training gym and the coach teaches Morgan every move and every single thing she knows.)
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