Post by Trash on Jan 31, 2011 16:13:27 GMT -5
The star maker arena sits tense in anticipation of the collision between Dreamer and Trash to determine who furthers their goals and moves closer to the wilting REW world heavyweight championship.
The lights dim.
The crowd reacts as if jerked to action by an invisible hand, and the pilot of their strings appears on the ramp. Trash scans the arena looking at the fans and smiles into the camera before walking down to the ring.
Allyson : Well, Trash looks awfully confident tonight
Simon : Confidence my dear, is the sign of competence.
Allyson : Or foolishness...Trash is facing a man who has been in consistant action over the past year, while Trash himself hasn't wrestled in ages
Simon : Ahahaha, what do you think, he forgot how to wrestle?
Allyson : If you ask me, he never learned how in the first place. Trash is a man who gets by on mind games, tricks and the extreme tolerance for pain which he posesses. Sirius has all that, plus he's also a fine technical wrestler.
Simon : Oh why dont you marry him already!
Allyson : That might not be such a bad idea, maybe he'd shut you up for good.
Simon : Not if Trash does to him what I think he will!
Trash ascends the ring steps wearing a long coat, the smile still hanging on his lips. The sanity assasin points to the ring announcer who nods,
Katie : Entering first for the second round matchup in the World Title tournament, he is The Sanity Assasin, Traaaaash!
Still smiling, Trash walks over to the ring post and perches on top, staring at the ramp with anticipation as the crowd begins to cheer for Dreamer.
The cheers grow louder.
Trash's smile grows wider.
Finally the Raven Vision comes to life, but not with the familiar images of Dreamer's tron, but rather with the face of Apocalypse, REW's head of security.
Behind him...Dreamer's lockeroom.
Apocalypse : I am standing here in front of Tommy Sirius' lockeroom where a strange event had just occured. REW staff called us in, informing us that Mr. Sirius had been acting oddly and he has apparently passed out. Further information is not to be made public at the moment, but Dreamer will not be able to compete tonight...
"Ahahahahahahahahaha"
A piercing laughter explodes through the air as Trash laughs from the ring post. The crowd looks confused and slowly begins to boo, their anger growing louder by the second.
Katie : "As per information just recieved, and by his opponent not being in condition to compete, this match is therefore awarded to Trash who will continue into the finals of the tourney!"
The crowd releases their anger again and Trash soaks it in, spinning in the ring with the same smile on his face as he leaves the ring, walking up the ramp and disappearing to the back.
*- Meanwhile -*
The security staff examine Dreamer's room and find a half empty water bottle that had rolled under the bench in front of the star's locker. Apocalypse picks it up, staring at the clear liquid.
Apocalypse : This water...don't look right.
Staff looks puzzled at the big man.
The water is clear...
OOC : Dreamer, I hope this finish is cool with you. We never got to the ring, so I thought this would do the story justice. Feel free to tell us all what actually happended
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