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Post by cadaver on Apr 4, 2010 18:25:04 GMT -5
ArKum walks out of the locker room. His mask is a little loose, which he tightens up. He walks over to Morgan. He grabs the mic and places it too his month piece.
Lost I have done much of, winning not so much. It has been said, you learn more from. Blood spilt, stained rings with it. See, I need something from you, wrestlers, warriors, beasts. I need to face a gantlet of pain. Meaning that 3 body must face, that Which is I, one come then another. But if I fail. I hope still come. The end will only be after three pins or what ever may come. Who will honor I which is me.
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Post by Caden Zicari on Apr 4, 2010 19:06:34 GMT -5
Suddenly Caden appears at the top of the ramp. He stands hunched over arm dangling loosely at his sides. Clutched in his hand is Figaro. Focusing on Caden now the camera shows he is wide eyed, breathing heavily deeply in and out. Teeth clenched tightly.
You want three bodies do you arkum? Well here is you first.
Drawing back his arm, Caden heaves the tiny chia pet. It soars to the ring smashing into many little tiny pieces. Shards of ceramic fly helter skelter on the mat. The camera whips back to focus on Caden. Who is now moving fiercely to the ring. Jumping to the ring ,he rolls under the bottom rope. Continuing to roll covering himself in the cermic shards, They tear his flesh. He jumps to his feet ripping the mike from Arkum's hand.Looking down at the blood , the shards, and the last pit of the green grass of Figaro. Caden begins to speak.
There you little green motherfucker. You are done. Finally I free of you. Arkum I have answered your call. You will also be a part of my rise from the ashes.
Caden now feeling the tension drain from him like a huge burden has been lifted from him. Now calm has washed over him. Serenity ,Peace,and tranquility. Now he lowers his voice and becomes more clear to what has to be said.
You see Arkum, there was a time when i was not like you. I was the master of my own destiny. I was not a puppet dancing at the will of anothers whims. You are such a man now. you dance on the razor's edge. I too have felt the sting of loss. The indecision, the self doubt. What it truly feels like to be lost in the world of normal man. normal thoughts. That is why I have come now. Your call for 3 bodies, I will be of one body but of 3 minds. I will still be a tortured souls adrift on the river of insanity. But you will be what releases me from that bond. One of the two I have chosen. The other one of the implements of my freedom. I will stand once more with you here in the ring to do what you and i do best. That being beat the holy hell out of each.
Looking into the crazed eyes of Arkum, Caden hands the mike back to him. Thinking how they are comrades in this crazy blood drenched world lost to reality. Caden smiles a crooked grin.
But I will not be in this world much longer. He whispers as he waits for Arkum to speak.
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Post by darko on Apr 5, 2010 10:27:58 GMT -5
This is War plays as WARbound make their way out. They walk straight to the ring. Both climb in the ring. The taller Seth stands in front of Caden. And Alex in front on ArKum. Seth pulls out a mic.
Seth: it seems we are all in the same boat. As much as it pains me. We couldn't even beat the new guys. So what we have here is a battle of lost people. What we need is to know where we stand. Me and Alex have desided that. We will face each other, just as you two will face each other.
Seth hands the mic over.
Alex: and the winner of the matches will face. And the losers will also do battle. Then we can see where everyone stands. With there being more people comeing in dayly we have to know if their is a leader amoug us. The winner will get into the elite chamber match quilare.
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