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Post by Laura Phoenix - HBIC on Jan 2, 2022 22:08:36 GMT -5
PWS: APEX PRESENTS RIOT: SPECIAL EDITIONA 3 HOUR SPECIALTUESDAY, JANUARY 18, 2022CAESARS SUPERDOME - NEW ORLEANS, LOUISIANAJoin us, as PWS: APEX presents a special, 3-hour edition of Tuesday Night RIOT! Live from New Orleans, Louisiana. Welcome to 2022!Singles MatchMorgan Baker vs. Richard RiderRoleplay deadline is Sunday, January 16, 11:59pm est1 rp each, 300 word minimum, 5000 word maximum
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Post by Morgan Baker on Jan 14, 2022 2:22:54 GMT -5
“Ok look, I know we are just getting through the holidays but if I see you slackin’, you’re gonna run sprint drills for at least an hour.”
That was barked out by the PWS: Apex World Champion, Sierra Williams during the advanced class at the Wolfslair: Orlando. The woman was a machine.
Morgan sat backstage at Crusade and watched as she and Mack went to an absolute war with one another and you would have thought that would have slowed her down, just a bit.
Absolutely. Not.
Thankfully, Morgan found herself sitting on the outside watching a practice match between 2 other fellow classmates as Sierra watched closely from the other side. This seems to be a regular thing nowadays since October. That was the last time Morgan was brought into PWS: Apex to take on Squid-Man, was victorious and then it was crickets.
She thought she did something wrong and kept bringing it up to Sierra, Lach, Miles and anyone that would listen. She would go to the shows, do what was asked of her, like she was taught...but there was just silence.
A “Healthy Scrub” as they like to put it and it was getting pretty damn annoying.
New Year.
There was hope.
Then when the card was released, she just dropped her phone in her bag and went back to work. She wasn’t going to let the others see her cry, she was gonna hold her head up high and work her ass off and someday they will recognize this and finally she’s going to get her break.
“Hey Morgs, I think your phone has been going off!” one of the student from across the room shouted. “Must be important, they keep calling and calling!”
“I thought I said all phones are on silent during class!” Sierra barked.
“Sorry! I forgot. Let me go take care of it.” Morgan said before running over and pulling it from her bag, “Uhh...”
Looking down it says ‘Laura Phoenix’.
“Hey, I should probably take this, it’s Laura.”
“I’ll let it slide this one time, only because it’s business.” Sierra says with a nod.
Morgan quickly answers it before it goes to voicemail again, “H-Hello?”
“MORGAN! Thank goodness, listen I’m in a bit of a bind here.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, listen, Dawn was supposed to make her return at the first Riot of the year and unfortunately she had something major come up and looks like it’s gonna be a bit longer til she can come back. SO I was looking at the list and realized it had been a while since we’ve had you active in the ring....”
“October.” Morgan states flatly.
Laura sighs and there’s a moment of silence, “Yeah, and I’m so sorry about that.”
“So let me guess, I was the second one on the list to make her return? Only to be forgotten about?”
“Morgan, if I had my way, I would love to see you get a full on chance at things. I’m so sorry it has been so long and you have a right to be upset.”
“I know, and I’m not upset at you but the whole situation is rather annoying, Ms. Phoenix.” Morgan says, glancing over towards the ring and noticing that Sierra is watching her, “I don’t mean to sound unprofessional here, but I need a promise that this isn’t going to happen again.”
“I will do whatever I possibly can do in my power to make sure that you never go this long again.”
Morgan is silent for a moment before she takes a deep breath in, swiping her hair to the side, “I sure hope so. I have a lot of frustration to work out. As great as it’s been here training, not being active at a show...”
“Trust me, I understand.”
Morgan smiles for a moment before she simply states, “So...who’s ass am I gonna kick?”
DICK RIDER!
The B- superstar that can’t seem to find a break or even have someone break him enough for him to go away. I know I’m playing the “second thought” in all of this but the fact remains that while I have been conveniently forgotten about.
But not the great Richard Rider. In fact you got confused with a different man at one point...and the joke is that you still lost that match.
But either way, I’m glad that I was called upon for the first Riot of the year just so I can finally put to bed a lot of unsettled feelings.
See, I’m pretty pissed off. I’m pissed that you get all these chances and I got forgotten about. So I’m going to start 2022 off by doing the one thing I should have done when we were tag team partners. I’m going to kick your freaking head off.
And I know Miles is going to sit back and watch with a smile on his face.
Oh you thought I forgot about how you treated me? A whole year has passed by and I have had DREAMS about the things that I would do if I was given this chance and here we are. Finally revenge will be mine, Dick.
I’m going to say something I don’t think I have ever said before ever in my life.
I. HATE. YOU!
When we were tag team champions, I should have enjoyed that experience but instead I curse the fact that I had to even put up with you. I didn’t allow myself the chance to stand up to you like I should have. Bless Miles for what he did, he was my true knight and shining spandex and saved me all that time from having to deal with you.
So I know you are use to this by now, you are everyone’s bitch but now I’m about to doing you a solid favor...
And make you my bitch, once and for all.
Welcome to 2022.
The year Morgan Baker finally grows up.
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Post by Richard Rider on Jan 16, 2022 18:42:22 GMT -5
(The scene fades up in the back where Richard Rider was seen brushing his hair in a mirror without a care in the world. He notices the camera in the reflection, but keeps going with brushing his hair.)
Richard Rider: What do you guys want? Let me guess... you want to harass me about my match with that... obnoxious kid... I can't believe I ever held the Tag Team Titles with her. She's... well I'm pretty sure she isn't even legally old enough to have a beer to celebrate.
(He rolls his eyes)
Richard Rider: See, I was originally supposed to face the returning Dawn Warren but... I guess she chickened out or something? Probably realized she couldn't handle this much sexiness and manliness in one person. She knew she'd fall for me, and she got scared and ran for a bit. And the best management could do for me was my former tag team partner? Seriously? Have you SEEN these abs?
(He motioned down to his abs, which where... nice and shiny with oil. And some... glitter? Don't ask. You really don't wanna know.)
Richard Rider: So bring it on. She's on her own now. No Miles Kasey to stand up and fight her battles for her. No "big brother" to sit around and rely on. She's all alone. Widdle baby all "awone", having to fight her own fights. And it's not an easy one either. Now... if you'll excuse me, I need to brush my hair at least 100 times or it doesn't get the proper shine and bounce that I need to keep it looking this good. And you interrupted my count! So... be gone or something. I don't really care. You bug me. SHOO!
(He shoo'd the cameras away, sending the scene to black as he began to brush his hair again, counting out loud.)
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