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Post by Star Stormz on Mar 31, 2022 23:38:56 GMT -5
PWS: APEX RIOT Tuesday, April 12th SAP ARENA AT SAN JOSE, CASingles MatchDionysus vs. Richard RiderRP Deadline is Sunday, April 10, at 11:59pm 1 rp each, 300 word minimum, 5000 word maximum
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Post by Dionysus on Apr 10, 2022 16:21:07 GMT -5
*We cut to static, then to the backstage area of PWS: Apex Riot. It’s a long hallway, and at the end of it we see a security guard go flying into frame, then out of frame again down an adjacent hallway, screaming the whole time. We see another one soon follow. Soon, Dionysus comes in frame, carrying a security guard in his large hands, throwing him against a wall and punching him until he bleeds. He hits another with a big boot, then picks up another one and drops him with a Rusty Cleaver on the concrete. He notices the camera and we hear the cameraperson running, as the stationary camera remains so. He walks up to it and speaks slowly.*
Dionysus: Richard Rider…
*He stares down the lens.*
Dionysus: How many times do I have to teach you this LESSON!?
*He screams that last word and it echoes.*
Dionysus: I’ve talked about everything wrong with you already. I’ve said time and time again, Richard, that your vanity will be the end of you. That everything you stand for has never mattered. And that everything you think you’re worth is meaningless.
*He pauses, taking a deep breath.*
Dionysus: But I won’t focus on that. There’s a more important matter at hand. The crowd gets to witness history in the making, an event the likes of which they’ve never seen before… the death of Richard Rider.
*He steps a little closer, cracking his knuckles.*
Dionysus: I almost feel bad for you. Because as you’ll learn tonight, Richard… your vanity won’t be the end of you.
*He grabs the camera, pulling it closer to himself, looking straight down the lens.*
Dionysus: I WILL!
*His mouth contorts into a sickening grin as more security guards come running in, only to be thrown into lockers, slammed into walls, kicked, punched, bitten, headbutted, and chokeslammed. When he’s finished, a lone security guard stands there, holding his radio in one shaky hand. Dionysus walks up to him and bends over, looking him in the eyes.*
Dionysus: Run!
*The man does as he’s told and takes off down the unseen hallway, Dionysus chasing after him. We hear the noises of impacts happening before the camera suddenly cuts back to static, which slowly fades into blackness.*
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