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Post by Eden on Aug 10, 2021 1:52:15 GMT -5
OPENER #03 SINGLE FALL NON-TITLE KIKI KATHARSIES vs LEGION (DC)
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DATE: SEPTEMBER 4, 2021 | DEADLINE: MIDNIGHT EST FRIDAY 9/3
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Post by the Hive on Sept 2, 2021 7:53:29 GMT -5
Two doors are lit amongst the cameraman’s journey to the beginning. A Blue torch and a Red one are sitting upon the mantle, as the cameraman reaches for the red one. He began to move towards the two doors as the red torch began to glow brighter once it was moved to the first door. The cameraman pulled the door open, as he did the room immediately pulled him in. the cameraman was confused at first with the woman in the white dress standing in front of him, softly smiling. He expected something more, someone more. Tarja then tilted her head, as she softly stepped back allowing the cameraman to come into her home.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston Hi, I’m Tarja. I’ve heard quite about you from my other friends, don’t worry they can’t get to you here. No one is allowed in the Black Garden, but the one who is worthy. Maybe it is you, I know it is me, because this is where they keep me to protect me.
She turned as she began walking along picking up her doll off the ground removing the pins that were holding the throat together. She pulled the two coins from it, as she tilted her head to the side, then straightened out as the cameraman came up to her touching her on the shoulder. She turned and looked at him with red eyes, as he stepped back, her eyes turned back to their original brown, as she smiled sweetly looking at him.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston The black garden was designed as a haven for those weary of the others and, it seems that fate has brought us together. So, about two weeks ago, Legion won the Women’s World title against Jonna Austin. That is not her focus currently, nor is it mine, we are focused on currently Kiki Kartharsies and enlightening her to our way.
The Ghost turned stepping into the darkness and vanishing as the cameraman ran his hand along one of the bushes beside him. He catches his hand on one of the roses, and he feels the cut on his hand, a small amount of blood fell from his hand, as the ghost re-emerged taking his hand from the other side of the bush, wrapping her headband around his hand looking into his face and smiling.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston That rose is a bad plant, but you know you should keep your hands to yourself. The plants here tend not to take kindly, to some. Just as I will not take kindly to Kiera, see it is a first-time meeting of Keira and me. She has faced many different competitors throughout her time in the Asylum, won the underground title, and lost it to the current champion Aaron Jones. She will be given a proper test, as most of the talent within the Asylum when they come to me. Well, I should say us, because, she is apart of me, as I am 1/6 of her evil notions.
Tarja then disappeared as the cameraman noticed the headband had remained as he turned continuing to walk along the bushes looking at plants, some of them smelled him and took a quick snap at him, which he moved away from. The ghost appeared next to him giggling as she waved to the plants. They settled back into their positions as the cameraman looked over at her, she brushed the black hair out of her face. She then went over to one of the more vicious plants, running her hand on it.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston See Keira there is not much difference between you and I. We both started at the bottom, worked our way up to the underground championship, and both lost it. In that moment though, I learned how to harness, what was inside me, hone it to make the edge, thus it is the thing that slays those who dare challenge us… Maybe it was that time away, then returning, that gave me the purpose, that gave me the drive to finally become the monster, the queen that I became with my guardian, with my wolves. The Wolves do not even come here because they know that the Black Garden is off limits.
Tarja grips the plant hard, as she hears it scream, and die within her hand as she smiled sweetly, the cameraman petrified as to what he saw her do. She then turned to him running the black blood from her hand along his jacket, as she looked innocently at him.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston The plant hurt my new friend, it deserved to be punished. Hence there will be no more pain in the black garden, well for now. That thorn was very mean to you, maybe I will be mean to Kiera too. That way the others can see that I am not just some weakling they can push around. The others are very mean to me, but I think its their way of protecting me… Its their way of showing that somehow they care.
Tarja vanished as the plant that had died did as well. The cameraman pondered what she had just said as she returned a bit farther down the path, carrying the axe, as the cameraman had been curious, there was no trees here, but the plants seemed afraid. They had their right to be, maybe it was that time where someone had intruded, but the cameraman would not know, as Tarja dropped the Axe.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston She cannot come here, there is a safeguard for it… there is a multiple safeguard from any intruder. Even Keira wouldn’t be able to get through here, something is wrong… something is very wrong.
Tarja screams the curls up as the cameraman comes over and touches her on the shoulder reminding her that he is still there. She then giggles to herself standing up, turning around looking at the cameraman. She still seemed herself for the moment. The cameraman was not worried until she picked up the axe that she had dropped previously. She looked at the weapon curiously before throwing it away.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston The Asylum will always our home. The fact is Keira is someone I had looked forward to facing for a long time, and now a one-on-one match is what was needed to do so. Kiera bring your challenge, I will swat it down like the bug that lands on one of my plants. Then we can see who is the best in the Asylum is, then Saturday night we learn something. We take this, and destroy…
Tarja slams the axe down into one of the bushes as she looked him in the eyes. Her eyes were glowing bright gold, knowing what the weapon was doing, he went over and kicked it out of her hands. As he did, the axe vanished back into its own portal. Tarja then falls to her knees, looking at the plant she had just smashed.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston This was the beauty of this place, the intruders from the outside were off limits, and I could rest in peace. Now I know one of them has invalidated our rules, so she will be punished. For now though, on Saturday, we will see Keira in the ring, and we will do our best. This time is to send out the monster to do our bidding, and hopefully in time we will get her to return to slumber…
Tarja then lifts her hand up, as the cameraman took it, she took the torch from him throwing it up in the air. She smiled wickedly, as she turned back to him grabbing him by the neck, pressing him down onto where the bush was smashed.
“the Queenslayer” Legion We will not stop until those who are in our path are vanquished, whether that be Keira or that will be someone else. In time, there will be no more. Then we will continue to show the world why we are the dominant force to be reckoned with…
Tarja laughs as she pulls him up tossing him back. She disappeared dropping the two coins she was carrying the entire time, as the cameraman goes over to pick them up. He goes to the end of the path where a woman was sitting on a bench, looking out. Mister J was there with her chest, as the cameraman held up the two coins, as Tarja smiled.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston The coins go in the case. Besides she is gone…
Tarja’s eyes go red at that moment looking over at the cameraman. She smiled widely as she tilted her head to him. She then stood up looking at him.
“the Ghost” Tarja Kingston The End is here… Keira… Saturday… the End…
She laughs loudly as the chest opens and the cameraman placed the two coins inside of it. He sees the door appear, as he pulled it open, the Axe came whizzing past his head, with Legion standing there. She cackled as the door closed behind the cameraman.
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Post by KiKi Kartharsies on Sept 3, 2021 21:57:17 GMT -5
The grainy footage comes to a rest upon a dimly lit corridor of the Asylum. It stands empty as the flickering of the one or two lights lighting the corridor flicker. There is no other screen lit with life, just this one. The lights blank out for just a second and suddenly there is Kiera Kartharsies standing in the corridor, her focus is up at the very camera that is focused on this corridor.KIERA KARTHARSIES: “We don’t have to be here. Why did you drag us here?”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “It is simple Kiera. Because this is where we belong now. We or should I say you failed us once again in a fight. You let that long haired, scrawny faced fruit bag defeat us in the cage. Now we belong nowhere except here. This place where we or should I say I will thrive. The craziness surrounding us at all times.”
KIERA KARTHARSIES: “But I don’t like it….”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Shut the fuck up. I really don’t give a fuck what you like or don’t like. You failed to regain your grip on the reality that is out in the real world. Now we are here. The place where I came alive. Don’t you remember?” The young woman speaking in two different tones remains staring at the camera.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “When Sin beat you down like a dog. I took over and regained your balance and control over your life.”
KIERA KARTHARSIES: “No you didn’t.”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Yes I did. It was I who fought Sin and demolished her and gained that trinket that you loved so much then I gave you control and you ended up losing the trinket.” The young woman stands, almost twitching. Her whole body trembling as though the two women inside the one body are fighting each other. A back and forth battle.KIERA KARTHARSIES: “Whatever KiKi. Why are we just standing here. It’s dark and cold.”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Because I want to feel the cool air, open my eyes in the darkness and lead this tiny body into a battle and come out on top.”
KIERA KARTHARSIES: “But what if she is just like us…”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Meaning what exactly?”
KIERA KARTHARSIES: “You know, having a childhood filled with disgusting father figures and angry mothers. Being treated like meat for the men around the world.”
KIKI KARTHARSIES: “So I am supposed to go into that thing in the basement and show some kind of mercy? Some kind of kindness to this person that supposedly carries several entities within your flesh sack? You honestly think she will show us the same? You think she or he or they will show us mercy?” Silence befalls the woman or women.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Exactly. Kiera, just retreat into the corner and rest there. Get lost in the fantasies of those pieces of garbage women on Twitter that you have. I don’t need that clouding up my judgement or my mission as they say.” A moment passes and it seems that the battle between the two women trapped inside this one body has subsided now. Her eyes remain staring through the camera lens as the light or lights flicker on and off quickly. Almost like a strobe light.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Good girl. Now here I am back in these walls that bring out the best in me. My violent tendencies and thirst being quenched and taken care of. This is to you Legion. Whichever entity that you wish to show up in that decrepit piece of shit ring in the basement. Allow me to introduce myself once again. I am KiKi. I am the one that fears nothing. I am the woman that will lovingly slit your throat and smile as the life leaves your eyes.” She shakes rapidly for a moment then stills.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “I have always been around. Always waiting in the shadows to protect the weak and innocent Kiera. Ending the life of her rapist father, well not really her father, her adoptive father. I was the one that took that item and struck him in the back of the head, ending his existence and laughed as it happened. I am the one that will be going into that ring to destroy you. Or all of you. No matter the situation that presents itself. I am going to enjoy making you cry. Make you wish that your existence in this world will end. I’d be glad to grant that wish for you.” She steps toward the wall, her eyes still locked on the camera. A crooked grin flashes across her lips.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “You might have these other fucks fooled. The psychotherapists. The doctors. Everyone that enjoys watching the crazies battle every month. But I see right through your facade. You needed a gateway into a competitive space that your comic book brain could explore it’s creativity. Congratulations. That is not the case with me nor is it with you. You are just one single person. One single soul trapped within that flesh sack. I heard that we are just pilots dropped into these meat bags to navigate the world. Unfortunately whatever higher power or god dropped me into his meat sack, failed to drop Kiera into a different one. So this little meat sack has two pilots. But I’m the one that you won’t be able to handle. Kiera is the sweet one. The one that shies away from confrontation. She hides when blood is spilt. But Legion, me KiKi, I am a violent storm looking to draw blood.” She leans against the wall, her left hand raises up and is placed palm down on the wall. Her fingers begin to slowly move into the space then softly click down on the wall.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Oh Legion. I heard you actually set someone on fire in a fight or match or something. Is that true? Holy shit girl. Bravo. I wish I was there to see that. Now somehow you were able to fight away one of those special trinkets that Kiera loves so much. Too bad this fight doesn’t involve fire. Also sucks you aren’t putting that trinket up for grabs. A confident person with several entities supposedly trapped within one soul, within one body, one mind would be willing to put that up no matter who they are fighting. Meh, oh well. That will happen at a later date. Wait. We could involve flames in this battle. What do you think about that? I’ll bring the matches and gasoline. Fuck it Legion, I’ll bring out an entire garbage filled with all kinds of goodies. Then we could find out who could withstand the most amount of pain. What are you going to do when you have hit this little frail body with everything, including the kitchen sink, and I just stare at you through the blood you have spilt. The crimson liquid flowing out of my body, and just laugh at you. Telling you to keep going. You won’t be able to stop me, Legion. I love the pain. Hell, it is like fuel for me. Kiera cries like a baby. KiKi doesn’t. You carry this same kind of confidence, but the thing is, you won’t be able to withstand the onslaught I am willing to put upon you. You’re nothing but a fraud. Is that why you got locked up in this dump? Fraud? Imitating someone that needs actual help?” As she speaks, the eerie tone of KiKi could make the hair on the back of your neck stand up on end. Anyway as she speaks, her fingers tapping on the wall grow in pace. Faster and faster her finger tips tap on the wall. All the while without missing a beat, she begins to tap her own head on the wall. Her eyes never break contact with the camera. The sick smile grows in brightness somehow.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “Have you ever stood in front of a true psychopath Legion? I am not talking about the ones you have made up in your little wee brain. I am talking about a true sociopath that cares nothing for you? Would love to see you suffer due to their lack of sympathy. Empathy. Well here will be your first taste of that. Looking across the ring at a woman that seemingly is so fragile, but yet stands in a pool of your blood, beggin for you to rise and receive more punishment. Why? Because I just want to inflict it. I am not going out into that ring wanting to win. I couldn’t care less if I defeat you Legion. No. I would rather make it to where you will have to go to an actual hospital to have the wounds that I have created all over your meat sack are that horrible and need that type of attention. This is why, as we speak. I am surrounding Kiera in a cage. Wrapped in chains. Padlocks in every possible spot that needs one. She would try and stop me from taking you to the edge of death, then holding you there. Seeing how much you will beg for mercy. Beg for your life. Praying to a god that you supposedly don’t believe in to strike me down and end the misery. But the misery would have only begun. I’ll then fill your head with nightmares. Making your comic book heroes tremble in their shiny little boots.” Her head bangs into the wall with intensity. It probably has caused a wound, but evidence cannot be seen just yet. Her fingers have now formed a fist and begun to punch the wall. A steady pace, and force.KIKI KARTHARSIES: “The question now remains Legion. How much pain are you willing to take before giving up? Are you going to keep trying to summon one of the many entities inside your made up comic book world? Or will it be little we Legion by her lonesome fending off the force that is KiKi fucking Kartharsies? You see Legion, you’ve probably relied on intimidation. Fear tactics even to get inside the mind of your opponents in the past. But that horseshit you do doesn’t phase me. I live in a little place called fucking reality Legion. Good for you for creating this little world of make believe to escape the truth that you are and what is around you. You are nothing but a pathetic nerd that failed to find fame in the comic cons around the world. I am not going to apologize to you for hitting you square in the face with truth. Reality. No ma’am, I will do it with pride. A bright smile upon my face. I believe I have warned others before. But that was when I didn’t fully control and lock away Kiera. She is now locked away and will not interfere with the violence I’m about to put on display. Legion. Wake up from your little nap of joy and happiness. The world is about to slap you in the mouth. Reality has a name. It is KiKi FUCKING KARTHARSIES!!” A blood boiling scream comes from deep in her lungs as she straightens up from the wall. The side of her head hitting the wall bleeding, the blood trickling down her cheek. Her knuckles look to have some bruising on them. She begins to laugh in a way that no woman of her stature should have. She turns away from the camera. The already shitty lights flash to darkness for a quick second and return to an empty corridor once again.
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