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Post by Josiah Cena on Jun 22, 2022 19:42:20 GMT -5
PWS:APEX Presents: Tuesday Night Riot! Wells Fargo Center; Philadelphia, PA Handicap Match Legion vs The Dream Team 1 rp each, 300 word minimum, 5000 word maximum RP Deadline is 11:59pm est Sunday, June 26
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Post by legion on Jun 27, 2022 4:20:58 GMT -5
The cameraman walked along the hallway, arriving at a door which had been standing there for some time. A taller woman appears from behind it, as Ms. J had been smiling a bit. She offered to him what was in her hand, two gold coins, the cameraman hesitant of this takes them, then Ms. J looks at him.
“Shield of the Queen” Ms. J: The butcher waits for you, she hides behind this door. You need to come with me, or I can get the House to come and get you and it’s less fun for you. So, come.
The cameraman silently agrees to her terms, as she pulled the door open, the sound of clashing steel is heard through the field. Ms. J walked through, motioning for the cameraman to keep up, as the door vanished. The people around them continue to fight, and battle, as a blood red tent is set up in the middle of the battlefield. Ms. J made her way forward, pushing through the tent, there were two women there, one in a black dress the other in a silver dress, Ms. J nods. The handmaiden looks at the queen, then smiled softly.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston: My queen the brute returns, and brings a challenger with her. Well, it doesn’t seem like he is formidable, though the two would make an interesting couple. Regardless, I must go, the man awaits.
Tarja picks up the bloody basin, then takes it and vanishes off. Legion then dries her hands off, passing the towel to Ms. J, who nods and bows a bit, before she moved over to the cameraman, who happened to be standing there. She bowed, then the cameraman did the same, as she looked at him sternly.
“the Butcher” Legion: The shield protects the Queen, and it’s quite as simple as that, but she does not need to be here for you because you are no threat to us, are you?
The cameraman shakes his head no, then looks over at Ms. J. Ms. J moves outside of the tent, as Legion looked at him curiously, motioning with her finger to follow her. She turned heading to a different part of the tent, as the cameraman stayed with her. He could hear the clashing of steel outside their domain, as Legion laughed.
“the Butcher” Legion: See when people come here, they are lost, confused, the damned souls no one else wants. We give them purpose, we give them the need to succeed, and a purpose. PWS Apex isn’t ready for that kind of commitment yet, but in time they will be. See our debut is coming, and it will make the people wonder in awe.
Legion then moved over to her throne, having the cameraman following her, she climbs the stairs sitting down on it, where her two wolves come up next to her growling at the cameraman. She pets both, then sits down, the cameraman stands in front of her, but she motions, and Ms. J brings over a chair, and she invites him to sit down, he does as he looked up at her.
“the Butcher” Legion: So Tuesday night, we arrive at Apex and we are expected to wrestle a 2-on-1 match. Something we have never done in our long career, no, that is a lie, we faced off once in a 2-on-1 handicap match in a first round of a tournament, where we ended up winning the tournament, scintillating experience. Figured it would be something we would not have to do for some time, but regardless of the fact. This time though its against a tag team, the Dream Team.
Legion laughed as Ms. J brought her glass over to her. Legion takes it from her, then Ms. J offers the cameraman one, which he rejects. Ms. J picks up the glass putting it on the table next to legion, then Legion smiled softly.
“the Butcher” Legion: A well known fact about us, is the fact when we travel, we are never alone, as case in point with Ms. J and my two wolves here. Ms. J is more so the shield that protects the queen. See Dream Team, you will be facing us and us alone. The fields will have another two combatants and they will enjoy it, why because we are a influence.
Legion then laughs, as she took a drink from her glass. Blood trickled down her mouth, as she looked at Ms. J, she motioned to the blood then Legion wiped it away from her mouth. The cameraman was glad he did not take the drink, as she looked down at him.
“the Butcher” Legion: In this tent we find safety, we have been out on the fields ourself, and we have fought our battles there. We are just resting now, with you here, because that is what is required of us. See our true field of battle is in the ring, and Dream Team, you aren’t just walking into the ring with some newbie, who believes she is good. We believe we are good because we have proven repeatedly, that we are. See people can look at us and doubt, but we are a former world champion, a former tag team champion, and as the record books for a similar company with this name will show, in another time and place we are a former 2-time women’s champion!
Legion cackled as she stood up, she took the glass from the side of the table tossing it against the ground, she walked on the broken glass, stepping down to the cameraman bloody footprints followed her. The two wolves walked with the Butcher, as she pushed the black hair out of her face, looking into the face of the cameraman. She then bites at his face, he snaps back. Legion pats his shoulder, then opens the tent flap, letting the wolves go running out.
“the Butcher” Legion: We digress though, this will be a new challenge for us, because it’s all fresh people. It is something we cherish, especially when it comes to the point. Challenges and fights are what we live for. Ask anyone, we’ve been doing this for so long, we want to continue to prove what made us many, many moons ago. That’s why we hold these two belts.
She snaps her fingers and the Zion YouTube Championship, and the EHWF Jr. Heavyweight Championship appear floating next to her. She giggles then snaps her fingers and the two titles vanish. The cameraman stands up, coming over, looking into the mirror above the basin, seeing Legion watching him.
“the Butcher” Legion: You know, when we agreed to this someone else was supposed to be with us, well she would stand in the corner, and we would do the work. But that didn’t bother us, as we have always had no issue for tag team partners. There has always been one person we can trust, and right now, she is outside. Someone who watches our back, we will watch theirs, why because that is the mentality we have.
Legion then heard a crash in the background, as she saw two of her warriors come crashing through the side of her tent. She goes over to them, looking at them, as they turned looking up at the butcher standing there. She growls, and then picks them both up looking at them.
“the Butcher” Legion: This is the Queen’s tent, and you two should not be fighting here. This place is a zone where the combatants do not enter, and we do not leave unless we wish to join the fray. So, with that, you have five seconds to vacate, or…
Legion whistles, and the two wolves come running back in. They look at the intruders, growling at them, they immediately go, and the wolves chase them. Legion giggles to herself looking at the cameraman now.
“the Butcher” Legion: This is just a game, and trust us, we know how to play it. Tuesday night we will offer PWS: Apex a first look at what the Legion can do, and then for one of them, it will be Storytime!
Legion laughs as she heads back to her private room, the cameraman followed her. She closes the door; she then begins speaking once more.
“the Butcher” Legion: The one thing people do learn is that right when they have figured us out, the game changes. That has been our fun, see they think they have it figured out, but then nope. We swipe that rug right out from under them, and then play the card. It is cruel we know, but where is the fun in being honest.
She opens the door revealing her regal armor. She then puts her hand out, the cameraman takes the two gold coins given to him, placing them in her hand. She then goes over to a chest in her room, then kneels, she runs her hand along the lid. She lifts the lid and places the two coins back inside of the chest. She then turns to the cameraman, who Is standing there watching her. She picks up her weapons, placing them in their sheaths.
“the Butcher” Legion: Tuesday Night, everyone will remember our name, the people, the roster, and even management. Until then, we bid you adieu and the door is there. Memento Mori!
Legion then goes through the hole in her tent and joins the fray out there. The door has appeared where the tent flap was, and the cameraman moves over to it. He pulls it open, heading back, where he started. Legion and Ms. J walk by him outside the door, leaving the cameraman wondering.
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