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Post by DARKSIDE on Apr 3, 2012 3:19:54 GMT
Leon Graves drags himself back to the locker room area backstage after being devastated in the ring by Nightmare. He can barely hold his head up. His neck and back are all but broken. As Leon approaches the door, he glances up for just a moment and sees a note pinned to the door. It is written in thick red ink and bears a tribal skull stamped in the bottom right corner. The mark of Darkside!
The note reads simply:
YOU HAVE BEEN SUMMONED[/b]
Leon lets out a sigh and takes the paper down off of the door. He lowers his head and slowly begins to make his way down the hall toward the room with the large steel door. The one that also bears the bloody mark of Nightmare and his clan....
(tag)
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Post by Alexander Kyros on Apr 3, 2012 21:40:15 GMT
Not sure what this means, but he swallows hard and opens the door.
He may not be have won his match, but it seems he has made an impact.
"You called for me.... Nightmare "
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Post by DARKSIDE on Apr 3, 2012 23:23:50 GMT
Leon once again make that familiar passage through the doorway of the Darkside lair. The door swings shut slowly behind him and slams with a loud metallic crash.
Mr. Graves. Welcome.[/b]
The room is illuminated in a dull glow as wall-mounted torches ignite without warning. There, seated in a throne made of human bones...decorated with gold inlays and skulls with jewels in their eye sockets, sits Darkside's monstrous leader....Nightmare! To his right is Angel, crouched down on one knee while staring hungrily at Leon.
Nightmare looks to Angel and motions for her to go to Leon. Angel walks up to him and helps keep him steady as they approach Nightmare's throne. Angel ducks away from Leon and he slumps down on his knees. Nightmare gazes down and a slight chuckle can be heard as Nightmare leans forward just a bit...
Glad you could make it back here, Mr. Graves. Under your own power, no less. You are stronger than you realize.
Even though our match didn't quite go your way, understand this. I did what I did to you as a lesson. It was your initiation. We have uses for you, Mr. Graves....but think hard about the way you feel right now. Remember that pain, for if you betray me, it will become your LIFE!
Now.....on your feet, mortal![/b]
Angel scurries over and helps Leon back up to his feet. She looks to Nightmare and lets out a silly giggle.
Angel seems to have taken a liking to you. Very well then.
Angel....allow me to introduce....Leon Graves.[/b]
Angel steps back, looks Leon up and down for a moment with a devilish smirk...
"Graves", huh? I can "dig" it! Ha ha haaaa...[/b]
Nightmare sits back in his throne and looks on as Angel takes Leon toward the bar to help soothe his broken body with some well deserved...and much needed "alcohol therapy".
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Post by Alexander Kyros on Apr 3, 2012 23:51:54 GMT
Once at the bar he looks over the selection, then one strikes his fancy. He reaches out to grab it, then looks to Angel to is next to him...
"So.. I passed the test? Am I now one of you... or am I still being tested..
Do you know my reasons for coming to your kind... Do you know my reasons for taking all kinds of punishment... do you even wonder..."
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Post by DARKSIDE on Apr 4, 2012 2:28:14 GMT
Still being tested? Oh, don't be silly! Ha ha...[/b]
Angel pinches Leon's cheek and wrinkles her nose with a playful smile...
Nope. Not anymore. Well...not "technically".
I mean...there is one little thing you can do.....for ME! If you want, think of it as MY way of testing you. You know, since you like being "tested" so much. **giggle**[/b]
Angel slides up close to Graves, getting nose to nose and lowers her voice to a seductive purr as she speaks...
Here's what I want you to do for me, "Gravesy". I need a little favor. How about....you.....come down to the ring with me when I have my match against the winner of Serenity VS Ashley. You know...as my manager.[/b]
Angel licks her lips and slides her finger down Leon's bare chest...
You do that for me...and I'll be VERY appreciative.[/b]
Angel whispers in Leon's ear, Know what I mean, baby?[/i]
Angel moves slowly away from Leon and takes her seat again at the bar, never breaking eye contact with her new "handler".
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Post by Misfitt on Apr 4, 2012 14:12:57 GMT
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Post by Alexander Kyros on Apr 4, 2012 14:16:14 GMT
He thinks about that he isn't sure if she is messing with him still? If she is setting him up for failure, but if she is its not the worst way to go.
"I have no problem in walking you to the ring. No problem in making sure that no one interferes.... but I ask if I do this... will you aid me as a manager... I need someone who can aid me in getting things done here... need someone to sometimes speak on my behalf.. I need a match this week. A match to test my skill against someone very different then me...
He slams back the drink, seemingly to be thinking as he does this.
"Yes, I need someone vet different then me... like a thug or something...
Any thoughts on that... anybody fix that bill here. We need to go out to the ring and set someone for the fall.... and you should come to the ring and watch where I can improve ...
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Post by DARKSIDE on Apr 4, 2012 23:18:57 GMT
Of course, I will. You scratch my back, and I dig my nails into yours, baby. Sound good? Ha haa...[/b]
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Post by Alexander Kyros on Apr 5, 2012 2:22:02 GMT
With a smile..
"Sounds like a hell of a night.. one to write twisted tales about. Also one that would never be forgotten."
With a smirk he drinks more of this confident inspiring elixir..
"Now that I am feeling no pain... I think it time we enter that ring and fine a fight for me."
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