Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2019 18:02:15 GMT -8
Her cameraman walked along the dark path of an empty street. The night needed to come because he needed reprieve. The nightmares had become a bit much for him, as he heard her cackle, and seen her smile. He began running down the street, as there was no one there, and there were no clouds in the sky, but a blue bolt of lightning, drops from the sky, as it lands directly at the feet of the cameraman. He falls back as he looks around seeing nothing in the sky, and nothing above him out of place. He gets up seeing the blue smoke has appeared, as the cameraman looks at it curiously, and puts his hand through it. He feels no cold, no warmth, just a cool breeze. He makes his way through it finding himself at the start of the forest where the doll is sitting and waiting. The cameraman sees a large circus tent in the distance down the path, as he picks up the doll reading the note upon it. He removed the pin from it’s chest, as it pulled out a top hat, and a whip. It laughs as the cameraman places it down looking at it.
“The Ringmaster Awaits you on the inside of the tent, she will be in the middle of her ring. Be warned, she is not one to be trifled with, and if she does not like you then, you will be forced out of her tent immediately. But she has a tendency I’ve noticed to liking you.”
The Doll cracks the tiny whip as it laughs running off to the distance. the cameraman looks at it, as he makes his way down the path, twisting and winding down to it, the wind beginning to pick up, as he pushes open the half curtain, looking inside the tent. The tent is quite dark, as he hears a clapping in the stand. A lone woman is sitting above him, in the stands, as the lights come on and there is no one there. The woman looks down at him, wearing a red tail coat with a shirt covered in blood, she eyes him curiously then stands as she motions for him come and join her.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
We do not bite, and we will be here to protect you. Unlike that punk who tends to not understand that his tiny body could match ours. So come, here and we welcome you to the Psycho Circus.
She laughs as she gets him to sit down, in the front row, as she disappears appearing down in front of him, in the middle of the ring. She is holding an old school microphone, as she looks over at him smirking her eyes a dark shade of blue, as she looked at him. She cackled as she began.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Well, as you saw last week things did not go as according to our plans, because we failed in our mission to retrieve the Heritage title. But this time, we have a chance for the new title, and to be the first ever Champion. Even in our previous stint here, we did not receive a title match, but we will do it this time. Advance to the next stage where we will capture the title. Standing in our way you might ask…
She throws a smoke bomb right beside her, and a picture of Desmond Masters appears that has been defaced and drawn on. Legion looks at it, wondering how her minions got to it, as she laughs punching the head off of it, as she turns back to the cameraman.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
We are definitely sorry, it was not part of the show for that to occur. But in the end it was a better representation than having the real thing appear. Because at least this one will remain silent, and not try to mock someone who is a bit taller than they are. This is our opponent for the week, Desmond Masters, who like us is relatively new to the place. You know Desmond you can talk all the shit you want, hell we approve of it. But in the end you have to come to the realization that, at the end of the day if you can’t back it up, which let’s face it you can’t… then you are just a punk with a big mouth. See we offer, a code, we offer a mystery, we offer a cure to the disease. The disease, we often refer to everyone tends to ask what it is? It’s the simple game, Desmond, something you have to figure out. Desmond, you have faced Seth Lawless, and that’s great, we faced Maki, we learned that she is beatable, just have to figure that equation out.
The lights go out in the tent as the cameraman looks around, as the lightning strikes the platform to get his attention, a spotlight comes on and Legion is seen standing there with Desmond on her back. She cackles as a net has appeared setting itself up, Legion looks down at him. Legion begins walking as she looks down, at him.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
But Desmond, you have yet to capture our attention. You have a big mouth, which we will silence on Thursday. We will silence you, and give you no hope, then you will come to realize that we have a cure. We find that even the best who have claimed they can beat us, have at some point learned that they can but they will be the savage that we allow them. Desmond, we can see your fear, and your jealousy, we can see that we’ve created a doubt. You’ve already begun to doubt yourself. What we know is that, this Thursday, come the show, and then you and us finally get into the ring, the boots will be laced, and your arm mangled.
Legion cackles as she makes it to the middle of the rope as she turned and lied back beginning to fall as the spotlight, comes off of her. As there is no bounce of the net heard. Legion claps her hands and she is sitting next to him wondering what he is starring at as she holds out some popcorn to him.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Clearly you are enjoying the show, or else you would not still be here. Masters won’t enjoy the show though, he’s going to learn, his actions have consequences. Running your mouth to us, Desmond, is going to result, in your destruction. In our world, this is a sanctuary for those who came before us, and those who will come after. Desmond, you will not be allowed in this hallowed tent, because we will face you and then prove that you are not worthy of saving. And the only thing that can save you is fire…
Legion takes the cardboard cut out on her back and places it in the centre of the ring as she got up from beside the cameraman. She goes back and sits with the cameraman taking the popcorn she left, as a ring of fire behind the Masters cut-out is knocked over encircling it in flames. She claps joyfully as it begins to disintegrate.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Desmond… Desmond… We hope you were watching because that right there was your fate going down in flames. Just like you, and the rest of the people in this place. We are coming and there is nothing that can be done. There is no answer, there is no cure, there is no hope. Just be prepared for the end of Days, and the Axe or the Sword. The Knight’s Axe will break your Arm, and the Ronin’s Sword will put you to sleep.
She laughs as she disappears from beside the cameraman as the tent begins to go up in flames. The cameraman takes his step outside where Legion is standing waiting for him, holding a whip while putting her top hat on. The whip had a blue lightning coursing through it, as she takes her bow. The cameraman looks puzzled.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
It is our show to present, and we will take the Immortal Championship and bring it home to us. Desmond, has a chance but we will want it more. We thrive in conditions where the setting is not ideal. We make ourselves known to the world, as the world itself around us has not collapsed. Desmond, we will see you on Thursday, and then it will be Showtime!
She cackles as she vanishes dropping a key as the tent behind the cameraman continued to burn. He turns away and the door has appeared. He sticks the key in opening it, taking a step through returning back to the main street where he was, as he looks puzzled as the scene fades out.
“The Ringmaster Awaits you on the inside of the tent, she will be in the middle of her ring. Be warned, she is not one to be trifled with, and if she does not like you then, you will be forced out of her tent immediately. But she has a tendency I’ve noticed to liking you.”
The Doll cracks the tiny whip as it laughs running off to the distance. the cameraman looks at it, as he makes his way down the path, twisting and winding down to it, the wind beginning to pick up, as he pushes open the half curtain, looking inside the tent. The tent is quite dark, as he hears a clapping in the stand. A lone woman is sitting above him, in the stands, as the lights come on and there is no one there. The woman looks down at him, wearing a red tail coat with a shirt covered in blood, she eyes him curiously then stands as she motions for him come and join her.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
We do not bite, and we will be here to protect you. Unlike that punk who tends to not understand that his tiny body could match ours. So come, here and we welcome you to the Psycho Circus.
She laughs as she gets him to sit down, in the front row, as she disappears appearing down in front of him, in the middle of the ring. She is holding an old school microphone, as she looks over at him smirking her eyes a dark shade of blue, as she looked at him. She cackled as she began.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Well, as you saw last week things did not go as according to our plans, because we failed in our mission to retrieve the Heritage title. But this time, we have a chance for the new title, and to be the first ever Champion. Even in our previous stint here, we did not receive a title match, but we will do it this time. Advance to the next stage where we will capture the title. Standing in our way you might ask…
She throws a smoke bomb right beside her, and a picture of Desmond Masters appears that has been defaced and drawn on. Legion looks at it, wondering how her minions got to it, as she laughs punching the head off of it, as she turns back to the cameraman.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
We are definitely sorry, it was not part of the show for that to occur. But in the end it was a better representation than having the real thing appear. Because at least this one will remain silent, and not try to mock someone who is a bit taller than they are. This is our opponent for the week, Desmond Masters, who like us is relatively new to the place. You know Desmond you can talk all the shit you want, hell we approve of it. But in the end you have to come to the realization that, at the end of the day if you can’t back it up, which let’s face it you can’t… then you are just a punk with a big mouth. See we offer, a code, we offer a mystery, we offer a cure to the disease. The disease, we often refer to everyone tends to ask what it is? It’s the simple game, Desmond, something you have to figure out. Desmond, you have faced Seth Lawless, and that’s great, we faced Maki, we learned that she is beatable, just have to figure that equation out.
The lights go out in the tent as the cameraman looks around, as the lightning strikes the platform to get his attention, a spotlight comes on and Legion is seen standing there with Desmond on her back. She cackles as a net has appeared setting itself up, Legion looks down at him. Legion begins walking as she looks down, at him.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
But Desmond, you have yet to capture our attention. You have a big mouth, which we will silence on Thursday. We will silence you, and give you no hope, then you will come to realize that we have a cure. We find that even the best who have claimed they can beat us, have at some point learned that they can but they will be the savage that we allow them. Desmond, we can see your fear, and your jealousy, we can see that we’ve created a doubt. You’ve already begun to doubt yourself. What we know is that, this Thursday, come the show, and then you and us finally get into the ring, the boots will be laced, and your arm mangled.
Legion cackles as she makes it to the middle of the rope as she turned and lied back beginning to fall as the spotlight, comes off of her. As there is no bounce of the net heard. Legion claps her hands and she is sitting next to him wondering what he is starring at as she holds out some popcorn to him.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Clearly you are enjoying the show, or else you would not still be here. Masters won’t enjoy the show though, he’s going to learn, his actions have consequences. Running your mouth to us, Desmond, is going to result, in your destruction. In our world, this is a sanctuary for those who came before us, and those who will come after. Desmond, you will not be allowed in this hallowed tent, because we will face you and then prove that you are not worthy of saving. And the only thing that can save you is fire…
Legion takes the cardboard cut out on her back and places it in the centre of the ring as she got up from beside the cameraman. She goes back and sits with the cameraman taking the popcorn she left, as a ring of fire behind the Masters cut-out is knocked over encircling it in flames. She claps joyfully as it begins to disintegrate.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
Desmond… Desmond… We hope you were watching because that right there was your fate going down in flames. Just like you, and the rest of the people in this place. We are coming and there is nothing that can be done. There is no answer, there is no cure, there is no hope. Just be prepared for the end of Days, and the Axe or the Sword. The Knight’s Axe will break your Arm, and the Ronin’s Sword will put you to sleep.
She laughs as she disappears from beside the cameraman as the tent begins to go up in flames. The cameraman takes his step outside where Legion is standing waiting for him, holding a whip while putting her top hat on. The whip had a blue lightning coursing through it, as she takes her bow. The cameraman looks puzzled.
“the Ringmaster” Legion
It is our show to present, and we will take the Immortal Championship and bring it home to us. Desmond, has a chance but we will want it more. We thrive in conditions where the setting is not ideal. We make ourselves known to the world, as the world itself around us has not collapsed. Desmond, we will see you on Thursday, and then it will be Showtime!
She cackles as she vanishes dropping a key as the tent behind the cameraman continued to burn. He turns away and the door has appeared. He sticks the key in opening it, taking a step through returning back to the main street where he was, as he looks puzzled as the scene fades out.
