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Post by Eden on Aug 9, 2021 14:42:19 GMT -5
MATCH #05 SEMI-MAIN EVENT LADDER MATCH WOMENS TITLE
LEGION (DC) [VS] JONNA AUSTIN (AC)
PROMO LIMITS
1 PIECE @3000 OR 2 PIECES @1500(e)
DATE: AUGUST 21, 2021 | DEADLINE: MIDNIGHT FRIDAY 8/20
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Post by the Hive on Aug 19, 2021 0:07:50 GMT -5
The cameraman appeared at the two doors once more, a blue torch and a red torch hung from them. He turned to the red door, smelling the sweet scent of cherry blossoms, opening the door. He steps through liking the world at peace, the storm in the distance brewing, but overall calm. As he turns the door closes behind him, sealing him in for the time being. The path laid before him, clear as he began to follow the road, nothing awaited him, as he saw a woman crying in front of a tree. The cameraman moved his hand to her, as she turned blood running down her face. The cameraman stumbled back as she stood up throwing a letter at him. She then took three steps collapsing into dust. The cameraman opened the letter, looking down at it. “There is so many paths open, you there is a treat at the end of one, death at the end of another, hope at the end of another, despair and pain upon the final one. Whichever you decide to go the Ronin awaits…” Then the paper ignites disappearing as the cameraman throws it up in the air. The ashes scatter as the bridge off to his right begins to form. The cameraman turns to his right, letting the ashes guide him. The bridge begins to slowly fill with fog, as the cameraman passes over it. A hand forms as the cameraman continues his trek the hand begins to creep upon him, as a crack of silver lightning is seen, and a small object at first appears, then the hand fears what is coming, as a katana hits it in the dead center. The silver lightning pulsed for a moment as the hand vanished, then as the Cameraman turned around to see what had happened, the katana, the hand and the fog cleared up. The Cameraman shrugged it off, taking it to Legion’s usual antics. The cameraman got off the bridge, looking at the water, seeing the calm blue which carried the souls. The cameraman moved away from the shoreline, heading over to the tree before the path. He sees the doll sitting there, holding a small demolition title. The cameraman picks up the doll and removes the pins from its throat. The doll then stands up, spitting up four gold coins, as it reached up and slapped him. “One down, one to go. The Ronin does not take to intruders into her realm, but you stand a chance because she knows the path you will take. You have been with her for so long, that the note will reflect upon that as well. Now go, she waits for you down the darkened path.” The trees opened and a dark path followed with it. He could hear the chanting of some of the other men who were walking through the woods. He also heard the howl of the Wolves. The cameraman shivered then took a step as an arrow whistled through the trees landing at his foot. Three women in all black stand on tree branches above him, the one in the center with eyes of red. She dropped down as the other two women vanished. She removed her hood, letting her blonde hair fall to the side, removing the demolition title from underneath her jacket, then placing it on her shoulder. The cameraman knew he had found the one he seeked, but still unsure of who the other two were. “The Last Ronin” Legion Strange, isn’t it? The forest tends to make it’s own rules when it comes to whom it allows to enter, and whom it allows to leave. In the end though does it matter? The truth, it does not, we exist here because this was the most comfortable replica of our home, and in turn, it accepted us. Now come there is much to talk about, much to discuss. Maybe even a story or two will emerge as the idea. Legion then turns picking up the arrow putting it back in her quiver. She then handed the cameraman a shield which he carried in front of him, Legion then vanished for a moment, as a wolf with blue eyes, emerged from the woods, snarling at the cameraman. Legion then re-emerged waving her off, pulling the cameraman through. The wolf walked along side of them, slinking, as Legion put her hand up and the wolf disappeared into the shadows. “The Last Ronin” Legion This story begins in 2008, when we first came in our first incarnation as Tarja Kingston to WWH. We had our successes and our own failures when it came to the time. So at one point we challenged for what was known at the time as the Bombshell’s Championship against one of the current Hall of Heroes member Amanda Cortez. We started off as Rivals, then fell in love, so when it came time for the match, a Last Ride, casket of Glass match. Amanda won that match, and for a time afterwards besides winning the tag team titles, we had fallen into the darkness. We understood something had to change, and after that we disappeared from WWH because they did not need us. Legion then disappeared into the dark of the forest, this time a silver eyed wolf emerged from the right of the cameraman. The cameraman held his shield up, as the wolf pounced out of the darkness, landing on top of the cameraman. Legion then returned grabbing the wolf by the tail, throwing it back into the forest. She then lets her eyes glow bright red, as she looked at the wolf. It ran off, as Legion then placed her boot on the chest of the man. As she looked down at him, letting her eyes cool off. “The Last Ronin” Legion Then we jump three years, upon the first return of WWH, where we had re-emerged as the something else, known as Starlight at that time. We faced off against Camron at first for the Bombshell’s Championship. Then after that at the War of Attrition, we faced off against that time, Alicia Lukas and the Bombshell’s Champion, Camron. We lost, then we learned what we needed to do, but losing the shot to Steele’s girlfriend, and we refocused ourselves. This title is a curse to us, as we have lost every chance we’ve had at it.
Legion then lets a trail of blood tears fall on the ground as she walked off, the cameraman stayed close to her but she disappeared, and the cameraman grew nervous with the wolves still in the area. Legion returned wearing white robes instead of black robes, as she let her loud sandals click on the ground. She kept her Katana in her sheath, as she stood next to the cameraman.
“The Last Ronin” Legion See Jonna Austin, that is where the difference between you and us lie. We are determined to remove the curse that stains our reputation, by taking the one title that has eluded us, haunted us for the longest time. Sure, we are both coming off epic wins when it comes to title matches, like for example, last week you beat Chris Matthews. It is something we have done in our past, when he has tried to step to us on multiple occasions. Hell we even beat him, multiple times. Even stopped him from challenging us while we held the Asylum Championship.
Legion then turns and veers a bit off the path walking through the forest, smelling the cherry blossoms, as she walked. The cameraman stayed on the main path turning his head to follow her. As she began humming to herself realizing the cameraman was still with her, she laughed to herself. As the two paths began to meet back up almost like in a crossroads situation. Legion snaps her fingers, and the WWH Demolition title appeared around her waist, followed by the Zion World Championship on her shoulder.
“The Last Ronin” Legion See Jonna, our paths were headed for a collision and at that crossroads, there can only be one true victor. We know that you’ve faced the same people hence we were on the same path for the longest time, but then we diverged when the Asylum opened up, and we became quite the success story. Do not fault us, we know of your achievements as well, but here we are going to become a double champion. Saturday Night, the pain and suffering, and all the misery this curse has brought us will be finally lifted, or it will continue and we won’t be in misery over it, we will just adapt and overcome like we always do.
Legion then stepped on the crossroads, vanishing from the spot. The cameraman then wondered about the different crossroads where they would lead. As he turned to his right the wolf with the silver eyes stopped him. As he turned to his left the wolf with the blue eyes appeared to stop him, with the only way to move forward he began. As he did he looked around at the darkening storm that followed where he would go. The other men who happened to be walking were walking through the forest. Legion then reappeared next to him, walking with him slowly, carrying the katana she was carrying in her right hand. She then turns to the cameraman and grabs him by the throat, as she pushed him back against a tree looking him in the eyes. The silver lightning from her blade, infected the tree as she slammed her blade into it.
“The Last Ronin” Legion We come to this Jonna Austin, we are nearing the end of this path, where it goes will be our decision, you cannot make it for us… We’ve prepared the coins just in case because then they will offer the tribute needed to pass with the ferryman whom you will take your journey.
The tree behind the cameraman begins to die, as Legion let him go sliding down the blackened tree removing her Katana from it, taking it throwing it across the way hitting the tree there, watching as the Silver lightning infected it, as she went back to the cameraman dragging him up by his jacket, looking at him as the silver lightning coursed through her eyes. Her eyes were still blood red.
“The Last Ronin” Legion In time, those who wish to learn our secret might get their chance, the ronin here all gave their lives for something more, come Saturday night, we will become a champion once more. Yes, we are a world champion, and the current demolition champion, but to give our forgiveness to ourselves, we must capture the Women’s World Championship. That is the one thing that will hopefully break the loop…
Legion then disappears not wanting to say more than she had already did. The cameraman gets up seeing the Katana has disappeared, and the tree had died. He then saw the house at the end of the path. As he did rain had begun to fall, he wiped away, seeing the blood, as he looked up. The cameraman tried to cover himself, as even the cherry blossoms were beginning to be covered in blood. Legion then reappears her face covered in the blood, smiling a bit as her white robes had become red. Legion then pulled him in close.
“The Last Ronin” Legion The time ends near when we are going to have to do what we need to do. Maybe you’ve now learned a story or two of our past, and our struggles. Maybe you haven’t, but we wanted to show a past… the past where we have struggled to get what we wanted, and now those who dare defy us, those who stand against us, including you Jonna Austin… will not stop our ascent… There will be no end to us… We are the Fallen, we are the one who has Risen… We are Legion…
Legion reaches into her robe and pulls out her final note, as she goes over to the red mat. She picks up the knife from its holder, withdrawing it, in a flash letting it fall to the mat covered in blood. Legion then stands up bowing to it, turning back around looking at the cameraman, a deep red spot in the blood red robe had emerged. Mister J comes from the house, bringing out the chest with him, as Legion moves forward, the cameraman begins to step back, as he sees the two wolves have re-emerged once more, standing at the pathway blocking his escape.
“The Last Ronin” Legion You have something that belongs to us, and keep the other two coins, she will return them to us once you visit her… Now…
The Cameraman takes the two coins out of his pocket, handing them to Legion. Legion lifts her hand motioning to Mister J, he lifts the chest lid, she places the two coins back inside with the many others, then she lifts her hand not looking back, the door has made an appearance.
“The Last Ronin” Legion See you Saturday Night, Jonna Austin…
Legion then lifts her hand, and the door creaks open. The cameraman makes his way over to the door, the wolves snarling, Legion looks at them and they immediately stop. The cameraman goes through the doorway and anything that has happened to him, is gone. Legion laughs loudly as she waves, the door closing slowly, the blood rain continuing to fall on her. The scene fades out as the door finally closes, and the cameraman turns.
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Post by Jamie | Akari | Skylar on Aug 20, 2021 23:00:37 GMT -5
In a small apartment in Asheville, North Carolina, a live stream was taking place on WWHQ’s website ala Jonna Austin. She wasn’t in the view of the camera….yet, but the room was set up as a little office of sorts, and on a shelf against the back wall of the room sat the WWHQ Affliction Championship. On another shelf sat a collection of Pokemon memorabilia that had obviously been collected over a number of years based on the items themselves. The room itself was painted a light, pale blue color while the few shelves that were hanging on or set up against the wall were a darker, denim blue. After a few more moments, an instrumental only version of the Pokemon theme song could be heard playing in the background though the music wasn’t too loud but also wasn’t so quiet that it couldn’t be easily recognizable. While the music played, Jonna Austin stepped into view dressed in a MewTwo onesie with her hair down and light purple eyeshadow and lipstick as well as a darker purple eyeliner (and mascara but the color of that was hard to see) on to match the onesie. Jonna Austin: Irony can be a fickle thing, can’t it? A ladder match for the Women’s World Championship against the one ‘woman’ that hasn’t been able to win it once. I know your past, Legion...it’s never once impressed me, and I highly doubt that it ever will in the long run. Jonna paused for a moment, using her hand to brush some hair from her face. While she had decided to leave it down, she was beginning to doubt that choice whenever random strands found their way into her face. The woman was careful not to smudge her make-up, though, as she brushed the strands from her face. The Texas beauty looked behind her towards the Affliction Championship, a grin on her face as she looked at the belt that was shining in the light from the little office room. She turned around to face the stream set-up, the grin never leaving her face as she motioned towards the Affliction Championship. Jonna Austin: Do y’all want some more irony thrown your way? I won the right to fight for the Affliction Championship in a ladder match back in October against Chris Matthews. Silence rolls around only for me to face and take down the same exact man when the former ‘champion’ decided that he couldn’t hack it with the rest of us. Jonna smirked and shook her head as she thought about the pay-per-view as well as the man she was supposed to face for the title...not that the outcome would have been any different had the one across the ring from her been someone else. The Texas beauty reached off screen only to pull in a wheeled office chair, spinning the actual seat portion for a second before sitting down in it, the tail from her onesie poking over her shoulder as if it wanted its own attention. She clasped her hands together, pressing two fingers against each other before gently placing them against her purple lips, being careful not to smear any of the lipstick. Jonna Austin: Y’know Legion...you truly remind me of a young child playing one of the early Pokemon games such as Pokemon Red or Pokemon Blue. You’re the young, ambitious yet idiotic trainer that gets ahead of themselves. And I’m your ultimate, badass final ‘boss’ aka the MewTwo that you just can’t catch. Jonna chuckled as she thought about when she had been a child and was that silly young kid playing Pokemon Red on her Gameboy, making the rookie mistake of not being able to catch MewTwo the first time she played the game through. The dark-haired beauty pulled the hood of her onesie down, showing off the upper part of the Psychic Pokemon’s face. Slowly, she let the hood raise on its own, her eyes meeting the camera that she had set up, a fire in her eyes similar to the one that she had when she went after the Affliction Championship. Jonna Austin: Congratulations, Tarja...Legion, whatever you go by these days. You beat the Final Four to become the champion, and now you’ve unlocked the mysterious prize Pokemon that you have to go back to Cerulean City in order to find...MewTwo! But here’s where you made your mistake… Jonna chuckled a little as she made the reference, wondering if anyone would see the ‘mistake’ that Legion made in the long run of it all. The onesie-wearing champion folded her arms over each other, playing them on the surface of the desk that was in front of her, causing her to lean closer to the camera. The Texas beauty wanted to make sure that she was well heard when she spoke. Jonna Austin: You used your Master Ball early in the game, not long after you got it. Then instead of bringing your best Pokemon team with you to the legendary fight, you decided to bring a little Eevee that you caught early in the game but decided to never level up for whatever reason. You became the impatient, idiotic, childish trainer that threw a little temper tantrum because you didn’t get what you wanted. When that happened, you just up and left until you realized that you couldn’t get what you want elsewhere either. You ran back to your little house, aka the asylum, still throwing a little fit and whining about not getting your way in other places that you decided to try. Jonna leaned back in the chair she was sitting in, a light creaking coming from it as she did. She crossed her arms over her chest, a smirk resting on her face as she looked into the camera. The woman wondered if her opponent would pick up on the references she was making about their work outside of WWHQ, but truthfully, she doubted that the other woman was bright enough to be able to do so...or could stop whining long enough to put two and two together. The dark-haired beauty stretched a bit then glanced back at her Affliction Championship, reaching back and grabbing it, leaning it against one of her arms in order for it to be propped up and easily visible. Jonna Austin: You thought you were pretty dark, hot, supernatural shit until you were taken down by someone that is a real demon. I bet around WWHQ, you still think you’re pretty special, don’t you? In that pathetic little mind of yours, you still think you’re something worth fearing just because you beat Chucky Ross, I bet. I mean, I’ll give it to Chucky, he’s damn good in the ring, but he’s not me. Something you don’t realize is this...when I compare myself to something brilliant and powerful like MewTwo, I’m not just talking outta my ass. Out of the original 151 Pokemon, MewTwo is the most powerful that you will never catch in a game because when the big moment comes, you tremble...you bow down...You. Will. Always. Fall.Jonna leaned closer with each word that she spoke, a ferocity in her voice that was only heard every so often. There was nothing that was going to diminish the fire within her that was burning for the opportunity to be a double champion in WWHQ. She pointed a finger down at the belt that was still resting against one of her arms. Jonna Austin: But this right here? The Affliction Championship that now holds my nameplate? This shows that I don’t fail. Whenever I say I’m going to beat someone, going to take a championship and make it mine? I will do exactly that. When we meet up in that ring, especially for a ladder match, I will take you down. You will be so broken that you won’t even be able to attempt to shake the ladder to try and make me fall. I will be taking the Women’s World Championship off of that ring. You will turn tail and run back to the asylum, throwing your little temper tantrum yet again over the title. Nothing will keep me from showing the ultimate, damning, all-ending power of MewTwo to the little, pathetic, wannabe trainer inside of you. Jonna began chuckling as she leaned back in her chair again, a smirk on her face once more. She moved the Affliction Championship into her lap before she grabbed a little remote, waiting to hit a button. She gave a little wave towards the camera before getting extra comfortable in her chair, her eyes sparkling as she spoke again. Jonna Austin: Be prepared...you’ll need whatever you can muster to bring. This MewTwo is going to crush whatever little bit of wannabe trainer spirit that you have left inside that demented little mind of yours. I'll see you soon, Legion. With that, Jonna pressed the button that her finger had been resting one, instantly turning the camera off and ending the stream.
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