BattleBowl

[Uh Oh]

RP Deadline Saturday 11:59 Pm EST August 29th

Participants
"The Ladies Man" Michael Maddox
Mr. Creed
Nidrah
"The True Native" Thayne Bell
Curtis Mitchell
Rene Volkov
Ice Queen
"Spoiled" Summer Page
Dario Arturo Cortez
"The Goddess of the Dead" Necra Octavien Kane
Wallace the Windy City Weirdo
Anna Raven Jade
The Executioner
"The Rabid Cur" Fathi
Emily Riley
"The Sanguine Assassin" Sephiroth Du Lac
Hex Girl
Road Dawg
"The Extremist" Tyler Cross
"The Living Legend" Brian Kennedy
Lilith "Epitaph" Payne
"The American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner
Benjamin Maddox
Daniel InJustice
Jay Karnage" Williams
Lance "Anarky" Williams
Martha "Jezebel" Venegas
Hector "El Diablo" Venegas

[Uh Oh]

The camera is backstage in the dark and quiet halls.  The camera pans to see the youth named Merxy Black.  Merxy is sitting on the stairwell one leg slightly elevated at the knee foot planted on the step that Merxy is sitting on.  The black leather jacket unzipped to reveal a Dean Tyler t-shirt.  Merxy is putting on black leather fingerless gloves and punching the palm of the opposite hand to make sure that the knuckles wont get hurt too bad from delivering excessive punches.  Merxy looks at the camera.

Merxy:  I don't want to sound like I am looking past Delilah and Jake Ferrari.  I know Dean and I will be pulling double duty when we beat Ferrari.  I mean this match is already loaded.  Probably the longest reigning Pride of the People champion Michael Maddox.  You were great on your way to the Pinnacle and then marriage, a child, and you just seemed to stop caring.  Maybe the old Maddox might have had me worried.  Now the only thing that worries me about you is if you missed cleaning some spit up on your shoulder before getting into the ring.

Merxy stands up and cracks the knuckles on each hand and rotates the wrist of each hand.

Merxy: Then we have the mysterious Mr. Creed.  All we know about you s you are big, well Dean and I thrive on the old saying... the bigger they are the harder they fall.  So let us see what you got.

Merxy bend forward to touch the toes of Merxy's boots.  Then stands up straight and stretches the arms and shoulders.

Merxy:  Then we got the return of the Lone Star Outlaws and the rest of the Society of Destruction.  You guys show up and get handed entrants into this match.  You guys have always been either very good or you take your ball and go home.  Once Dean and I kick your asses will you still stick around or will you run so fast people will just change your group to Forest Gump.

Merxy slowly rotates the head and neck area warming up for the two matches Merxy has tonight.

Merxy:  I might as well talk about the rest of the Covenant as well.  Benjamin Maddox.  Your uncle is a has been and you are a never were.  Just licking his boots hoping for a taste of fame.  The only reason you got this far is pure nepotism.  You didn't have to fight and scrounge for everything like I did.  Rene, you seem pretty cool but you're just so forgettable that I almost for get you are a Covenant member.  You need to break out of their shadow and go it alone.

Merxy starts walking around backstage heading to a vending machine and putting some money into the machine and grabbing a coke and then grabbing a snickers bar and takes a bite.

Merxy:  Nidrah, I really don't know you that well.  I am not going to underestimate you, you'll be one of the first to get eliminated by me, because I do not like unknown opponents at my back.  Unlike "Spoiled" Summer Page, you are getting your prissy ass tossed out first on shear principle.  Curtis Mitchell, I think you and Shiv will have your hands full with Thug Revolution.

Merxy uses one finger to pop the top of the can and takes a long drink.

Merxy: Speaking of Thug Revolution, I mean seriously.  What is there to say?  Tag Team Champions, most dominant BAMF and Bloody Hardcore champions.  A pinnacle champion.  I mean the real reason you guys are not winning this match isn't even how bad ass Dean and I are, it's how marked you guys are.  Society of Destruction, Curtis Mitchell, Shiv, The Darkside, The Covenant, and Apocalypse.  You have just about the entire majority of the roster after you.  Enforcer is on the shelf, Mia didn't make it that leaves 4 against over 30 people.  Now I know you will be taking high body counts with you guys before you get eliminated.  But even the 300 had to fall.

Merxy then walks around back stage and chugs the soda before tossing it and it bounces off the soda machine then the vending machine before circling the trash can before fall inside.

Merxy:  The Darkside, The Fallen, IceHouse a big union of family and friends.  Ice Queen, Hex Girl, Necra, Executioner, Sephiroth, and Emily.  I know you are all very capable and probably the only group with as many if not more titles than Thug Revolution.  Which also puts a bull's eye on your backs as well.  I feel that you groups will attack and destroy one another first.  Leaving carcasses and carrion left behind for Dean and I to pick clean.

Merxy walks into the Cult of Villains locker room.

Merxy:  Road Dawg and Adam Gatner, you two are all alone no allies, which for awhile may benefit you, but in the end you will also be sent to the showers.  Also Daniel InJustice, you and Dean may be partners, and I will help you but my loyalty is to Dean.

Merxy hears the shower water running and waits by the door.

Merxy:  As for Apocalypse... Epitaph, Anna, Dario.  You had the numbers and have been known as back jumpers.  But the numbers have dwindled and now you have no place to run and no place to hide.  Darkside, Thug Revolution, Covenant and everyone else you pissed off is coming for your asses.

The shower stops.

Merxy:  Now as for Dean Tyler, I got to wish him good luck...

Merxy pushes the cameraman out the door and slams it shut as the camera fades to black.

[Dario Arturo Cortez]

( Mr. Creed Rp)

Our cameras open as we see a tv screen that reads.

Participants

"The Ladies Man" Michael Maddox of The Covenant

Mr. Creed

Nidrah

"The True Native" Thayne Bell of Thug Revolution

Curtis Mitchell

Rene Volkov of The Covenant

Ice Queen of IceHouse

"Spoiled" Summer Page

Dario Arturo Cortez of Apocalypse

"The Goddess of the Dead" Necra Octavien Kane of The Darkside

* we then hear a scruffy sounding voice say "interesting." *

Wallace the Windy City Weirdo

Anna Raven Jade of Apocalypse

The Executioner of The Darkside

"The Rabid Cur" Fathi of Thug Revolution

Emily Riley of The Darkside

"The Sanguine Assassin" Sephiroth Du Lac of The Darkside

Hex Girl of IceHouse

Road Dawg

"The Extremist" Tyler Cross of Thug Revolution

"The Living Legend" Brian Kennedy of Thug Revolution

Lilith "Epitaph" Payne of Apocalypse

"The American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner

Benjamin Maddox of The Covenant

Daniel InJustice of Cult of Villains

"Wow. this is a lot of people".

Jay Karnage" Williams of Society of Destruction

Lance "Anarky" Williams of Society of Destruction

Martha "Jezebel" Venegas of Society of Destruction

Hector "El Diablo" Venegas of Society of Destruction

" Let's see here ..still not done, i see. humm"

remaining matches to determine the last entrants

Shiv and "The Dark Mistress" Jennifer Enigma vs. The Lost Von Erich" CJ Von Erich and Calypso Ava Jade

"The Villainous One" Blaze Havoc and "The Siren of Dread" Elena vs. Stalker Knight and with an injured Enforcer he will be replaced by "The Greatest" AJ Flare.

Jake Ferrari and Delilah the Bumtress vs. "Dangerous" Dean Tyler and Merxy Black.

3 on 3 special

Cletus the Bum, Lukas Liger, and Lana Enigma vs. "The Nordic Nightmare" Thor, "The Jersey Devil Diva" Joanne Canelli, and Hell's Soldier" Leon Dread

" Enforcer got injured, eh? that's to bad. Why is Leon Dread in this? Isn't the winner of this supposed to face him at the pay per view? If he wins is he gonna face himself? what else we got here..oh and there's this. they all need to get their promo's up, the day of the event at the latest? Now unless there are just regular tag team matches kinda like a warm up before battlebowl, then this don't make much sense. well i'm not in charge. no skin off of my back."

* The camera then turns itself to the left. pulls back. it turns left and shows us.. the big man himself Mr. Creed. the background shows us that we are inside the production truck and he is sitting in a chair.*

" Hey there everyone in ncw. for those who don't know, my name is Mr. Creed and no it's not my first name and don't try and cut any jokes about the band creed and my last name being the same. that's so outdated. we are in one of ncw's production trucks and this one's stationed in virginia, yes that's right right at the ncw headquarters. it's where i am. they say the states slogan is " the place for lovers." but come battlebowl and at our upcoming asylum pay per view. you can be sure there's not gonna be ANY love then that's for sure. To those who don't know me or what i am capable of..

* creed snaps his fingers as we then see...*

(Following the ending of the Cage Match between of Johnny Reb vs Brian Kennedy bamf title defense at March Madness. alright. i did edit it but ONLY put in that it was johnny reb's leg that dario was kicking. that's it.)

Dario then kicks Johnny reb's left leg and knee over and over, he then uses a calf crusher on his leg. Just then Ex makes his way and goes to help out Johnny, but he is stopped by Dario's friend, the 7ft 2 in Mr.Creed makes his way to the ring from the side and knocks him down with a clothesline from behind. He looks to have a microphone in his back pocket. He then puts both of his arms underneath Ex's stomach picks him up rather easily and hoists him just above his head and nails him with a jackknife power bomb taking him out.

* it then ends*

and THAT was me being nice. there's more of the same of course.but that's just dario talking to johnny. So i don't know where people get calling me mysterious. granted i was helping a friend out so the other person wouldn't get in his way. anyway, whoever it was. i don't want this promo to go on and on. so there's no need for a highlight reel. this folks is what your in for.
Well i can't speak for everyone else. BUT i can say that it won't be the place for lovers, i believe i can confidently say that they'll be NO love when battlebowl and our pay per view since ncw reopened it's doors reopened. in case you hadn't heard, it's called asylum.

There seems to be a lot of people that are gonna be double booked here. including leon dread who somehow became one of two people to face off for that title. 'cept me. believe you me, this born and raised in detroit boy needless to say will be doing what he's gotta do to cash in on this. why tell everyone you say? why not. everyone else in that match will be having to wonder if the bowl is worth winning because then they'll be double booked.

to the rest of you who win their lethal lottery tag team match be careful i'll be lookin' out for 'ya. then again i won't be hard to find either. i am glad we've got two rings side by side. i won't be making big man rookie mistakes like trying to kick everyone in the face while they duck and other people push me out of the ring and so on won't be happening. and just in case i have a friend who'll be with me. hell let's face it i am the tallest and biggest guy there. only one that could take me on for a bit is stalker knight. and that's IF he wins his tag team match.

Merxy..have mercy. dang. you remind me of mickie james. her gimmick was that she was a huge trish stratus fan who then became her stalker or whatever..anyway i see that in you and your a dean fan talking about how the two of you are going to get rid of everyone else. no offense you don't look like your going to last that long. so i don't know why your even bothering to help dean out. are you trying to get with him. is that your ultimate goal here? and speaking of Dean

Creed sighs

what's up man? i know it's been a while since vwa. i had to leave due to a messed up back. i was still u.s. champ at the time but had to hand it over due to that one. i am much better now. you remember our group trident right? me, you, lacey or have you been hit in the head so much you don't even mention me or anything? that's sad. very sad. be careful with Mercy she might go over the top trying to keep you impressed by her. don't let it distract you now. are you going to assume if you two are the last one's that she is just going to get eliminate yourself and let you become number one contender to the eternal title. do you really wanna win like that, or worse yet..count on it in order to get it.?
And that's IF you and Merxy make it in.

Now as far as addressing the rest of you. i'll do my best to keep it short.

* He quickly looks at the tv monitor*

To the Society of Destruction. Cool names. you all look pretty tough. don't count on your numbers giving you the win, unless 3 out of the 4 of you are just sheep that follows your shepherd in your group.

Now, i could talk about Dario and then run down the list of everyone who's in apocalypse but again, i'm keepin' it short. We all know just how long people can pay attention these days. that is in and those who need to win their tag match in order to get in, i say this once were in that ring regardless, i have known you guys for a while now. hell i know Stalker and Dario personally. were cool with each other. BUT i will be looking out for you. you should do the same. THIS is my first match and if i win i get to be in a championship match? Don't expect any favors from me. it's everyone for themselves. if someone is looking to toss you out and i see it. don't count on me helping. i expect the same from the rest of you. As far as i am concerned i will be going at this alone.

I know what all of the scumbags from thug revolution are capable of and will do whatever it takes to win and so will I. Your boy enforcer, he's injured. face it you down a big and tough man. to put him on the shelf, it must be something bad. and no i wasn't the one that injured him. even if i did know i wouldn't tell you. you guys have a lot of enemies. as a hole your like public enemy number one right now. a lot of things have been going your groups way. though we all know you can win clean you choose not to do the majority of the time. I prefer not to but just like everyone of you i am prepared to cheat to win if i have to. I don't give a damn about anyone in this match and even less for all of you. hell i just might help others out in eliminating any member of your group.

* he quickly looks at the monitor again*

To the Covenant.. what a name, where did you get your name anyway. wasn't there a movie called The Covenant? please the only talented one in your bunch is Michael Maddox

Cult of Villains,at one time i thought you were gonna show me something worthy of your name. to me you don't even live up to your groups name. thug revolution and apocalypse do. you may in the past, who knows. but from what i have seen.heck Dario all by himself took all of you out. Despite what i said i am not looking past anybody from anywhere.

I actually like "The American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner. he can win tough matches. wouldn't mind takin' you on down the line. It's a good thing you put american in front of alpha wolf. 'cause your damn sure NOT an alpha wolf. If that gets your goat then your going to be real easy to eliminate. Prove me wrong.

I don't like putting people in "boxes" here,overall there's gonna be over 30 people in this thing and but i don't feel like draggin' this on going person to person. So everyone who's in this bowl as a whole, I figure that people will be looking to gang up on me, maybe even bring in some weapons to soften me up, low blow me,deliver some chop blocks to the back of my legs. try and take out my front knees. trying to get me down and all that. it won't help. let's just say

* He gets up out of the chair he has been sitting in this whole time. given his 7ft 2 inch height his head is oh so close to hitting the ceiling *

I don't miss leg day. *pause* I know the shit most of you are gonna try. i am ready for it. Being on the sidelines for as long as i have has let me see a lot of you in action. i know what to look for from the majority of this roster. even with that small clip i showed, there's more than that from me. i have won a fair share of battleroyals i can go the distance.

* He looks at the rest of the people in the production truck and says "Thanks guys." he walks out and down with the camera crew following. he then walks out to his Black and Red styled Harley Davidson motorcycle. he sits on it and then kicks up the kickstand *

I look forward to this match. i feel it benefits me more than the rest of you. i can leg lift and bench press double my weight. so don't think i am a pushover or it'll cost you your chance to face dread for the eternal title and instead it'll be me not you. See you then.

* he puts his helmet on and then starts up his motorcycle and drives away. *

END

Attachments:

[Allura Desmonds]

Act 1: Greatness is not something that you gain over time, you're born into it!

The scene opens on the beautiful Georgia countryside. The late afternoon sun was still high in the sky and cast its face to the world below. The heat seemed to drift over the land, making it hot and sticky with little breeze to break the heat. The camera moves along the long stretch of road, and we hear the sound of cows, and crickets that could be found in the long grass. The smell of magnolia's on the massive trees that lined the long stretch of road. Soon we see a familiar ranch house at the end of a long stretch of dirt road. The font porch swing swung gently in the late afternoon breeze with the hound dog "The General" enjoying the shade by the front door. The sound of the door opening is heard and the General looks up seeing Necra standing in the doorway. He gets up from where he lays and walks back into the house with the door closing behind him. Necra walks through the living room where we see Johnny and Ex sitting on the couch playing Mortal Kombat X Aftermath. She sighs as she walks into the kitchen seeing a small pile of mail on the table. She starts to go through it, and soon comes across a small envelope with her name on it. She opens it reading the small note within.

Necra: Dearest Necra, I would like for you to attend our engagement party tonight along with your father and Ex. Arrive by sundown, at the manor. Sincerely S.

Necra walks into the living room with the invite in hand, and leans against the back of the couch.

Ex: Hey babe.

Necra: Hey, we just got an invite to uncle Seph's engagement party tonight.

Ex: Cool.

Johnny: Sounds exciting.

Necra looks over at Johnny and sighs.

Necra: I'm afraid you won't be joining us. You see it's Darkside only and...

Johnny: No, no I understand.

Necra: If I could take you I would.

Johnny: No, no, it's alright. I get it. You guys go and enjoy yourselves.

Necra: Well I better get ready then.

She looks down at Ex and sighs.

Necra: Same goes for you. I know you've been sitting here all day, but you need look half way decent for tonight.

Ex: Ah man! It won't take me long...

Necra sighs and shakes her head, as she turns and heads back toward their room to get ready. She closes the door behind her and sighs as she walks to the closet and starts pulling outfits and tosses them on the bed, and looks them over.

Necra: Well not only do I have a party to get ready for but I have to get ready for one of the biggest matches that I have been in for a long while. I know I have to face off members of the Darkside but the way I look at it... We have a better chance then most do in that case. Now lets see... Mr Creed, Dario, Lilith, and Anna the so called Apocalypse have been nothing but a thorn in everyone's side since you came in. But then again, I don't have to worry about any of you when NCW fully opens or do I? If I do we'll make sure that you are put out of everyone's misery once again. I mean I've taken all of you down at least once, if not more. And this time won't be any different.

She smiles as she turns and picks up a long black dress with silver patterns running through it. She steps in front of the mirror and looks at herself before tossing the dress back to the bed.

Necra: Damn it... It's not right!

She turns and walks back to the bed, and picks up a deep blue with golden patterns winding through it.

Necra: As for Fathi, Brian Kennedy, Thayne, and Cross, the so called Thug Revolution... Do you really think that you are going to stand against the Darkside? You've held titles but we will not let that happen again. I know all of you are going to do whatever you can to get to the end of this, but tell me which one will it be in the end if you somehow get to the end of this match in one piece? That should be interesting if nothing else.

She soon grabs the dress and heads into the bathroom, and we soon hear the sound of water running. Steam soon rolls across the floor, and we see Necra standing under the hot water falling down her back. She soon finishes in the water, and it is turned off and the steam is no longer rolling across the floor. A slender hand is soon seen moving across the mirror and we see Necra standing in front of the mirror with her long black hair pulled back from her face, and slicked back.

Necra: To all the others outside of the Darkside, I know you will do what needs to be done to win, but you have to realize that we are the best of the best. All but one of us are former champions and know how each other handle themselves in the ring. But we have one thing that most of you don't. Someone watching our backs. Now I know what you're all thinking, but only one of you can get to the end. And you're right. But the way I see it, is that if one of us wins then all of us will. I'm going to do what I have to do to get there but I have my work cut out for me. But I will fight and claw my way to the top to get that spot! This is where a lot of careers end and where others will be made. When you face one of us in the Darkside, you face all of us. An we are family and that is stronger than anything anyone can throw at us. I am the Goddess of Death, Queen of the Dead, The Lady in Black, The Reaper of Souls, The Angel of Death, The Crawling Chaos, The Creeping Death, The Child of Heaven and Hell! Fear me; for when you look upon me you will see your end. See you soon and good luck, you're going to need it!

Her eyes glow as she looks back at herself in the mirror. She closes the bathroom door so she can finish getting ready, as the scene fades to black.

[bondic]

Curtis is seen sitting alone on a park bench. Thinking to himself.

Damn. Shiv hasn’t returned my calls. I wonder what is going on. Why hasn’t he returned my calls.

He stands up pacing around he looks at the camera.

Mitchell: “So, the battle bowl is finally here. After all these months of waiting NCW is reopening. Well I haven’t forgotten about you Brian. I still remember what I promised you Fathi. The targets on your backs haven't went away. There are so many in this match. The question that remains in my mind is this. All of these groups in this match. If it comes down to the Darkside which of you will allow your teammate to win? Apocalypse? Thug Revolution? Which of you will allow your brother or sister to win? This will be good. That is if you don’t get eliminated first.”

He chuckles.

“I doubt any of you will just let someone take what you want. I know I wouldn’t. I’d never lay down for anyone. This brings me to my next thought. With that being said. I want to say a few things of my own. You all need to hear this. As this serves as my warning.

He looks deep in the camera.

“I made it here on my own. I don’t have a group of people watching my back. I walk alone there for I have no need to please anyone. I give two shits about anyone else’s feelings. Or thoughts of proving anything to anyone. I will win this battle bowl. You are looking at the future of NCW. You think that I can’t make it here on my own but that’s just the case. I am better than you all. So many promises have been made. Souls have been promised to this entity or that. But in the end. I’m just that damn good.”

He takes out his sun glasses putting them on.

“So, I’ll see the lot of you at Battle Bowl. And, this last thought. I don’t care to address this person by person. I’m making a statement that fits you all in one group address. I don’t care who or what you think you rep. I don’t care who you think you are. My mission for me coming to this company was to serve one purpose. That was to get me to Brian Kennedy. So any of you thinking of getting in my way. Incase the memo didn’t get to you since I arrived here. Don’t get in my way. Don’t try to interfere. And if I get a title along the way great. But titles mean nothing to me. I have one goal in mind and holding a title is nothing short of a distraction. Right now I feel like it’s the hell with titles. I will have that chance soon enough after I rid NCW of its trash.”

The scene fades to a NCW logo

[Emily Riley]

Act 1: Flirting and Training


The scene opens on the beautiful du Lac estate. The sound of a raven cawing somewhere in the distance and the smell of wild flowers and roses seem to drift on the air, as we head into the interior of the home passing by the strange looking fountain that was turned on and red colored water flows from the jars that the women held. The camera passes through a long hallway heading toward the back of the house where a private gym could be found. A treadmill, punching bags, and weights could be found around the room with a ring in the middle of the room. Emily stands in the middle of the ring, She goes to the top and comes off hitting a moonsault onto an invisible opponent. She rolls to her feet, and hits a drop kick putting herself to the mat. She gets to her feet once again, as she runs and bounces of off the ropes. As she comes back to the other side of the ring, she sees Seph standing in the doorway. She leans against the ropes and smiles softly.

Emily: How long have you been standing there?

He smiles shrugging in his own practice garb as he steps forward

Seph: Long enough. I was just admiring the view. One must appreciate grace and poise when one can after all.

She blushes brightly as she sits on the edge of the ring.

Emily: Thank you... Why don't you get in here with me so you can get a better look?

He laughs a bit before sucking in air as he chastisingly but mockingly tsks at her three times.

Seph: Shouldn't you be getting ready for the party tonight?

Emily: I will. I wanted to get a bit of training in before hand. That's all.

Seph: Well great minds do think a like. Though I was more looking to work the practice mannequin. Still I'd rather touch you then some stiff wooden striking post.

He says walking up to her laying a hand gently on her thigh as he looks into her eyes.

Seph: I suppose we could work out a bit of our frustrations before we must entertain our guests.

Emily: Well then, get in here, and we'll see just how much frustration we can get out.

He chuckles climbing up the ring steps as he shrugs acceptingly and wipes his feet before stepping between the ropes and stepping in. Offering a hand to her to stand as he does.

Seph: After you.

She takes his hand and gets to her feet, and smiles as she steps into the middle of the ring. He tilts a respectful bow to her as she does and then stands still as he rises.

Seph: Well, you have me in your web, little spider. Now whatever will you do with me?

She moves in close smiling all the while, before she goes for a drop kick. He steps back with a swipe of the hand letting her fall but not following up as she scrambles to her feet. His smile never leaving as she does. She lands and looks back at him, and runs to the ropes, and comes bouncing off with a clothesline. He ducks underneath running to the ropes himself. She goes for a wheel kick but he quickly rolls ducking underneath the blow as she lands and he hops to his feet. She follows in kind turning with frustration as he just turns slowly and nods at her. On her face was a look of frustration and anger, as she hits him with a big boot to the midsection. He takes the blow sucking in air but chuckling afterward as he feigns a serious blow.

Seph: Ohh... bad form, love. Why leash your venom on poor me?

Emily: Don't give me that. You're toying with me.

He feigns insult as he falls back to the ropes leaning on them as he holds his hands up mockingly surrendering

Seph: Toying with you? Why whatever would give you that idea?

Emily: You're holding back. I don't want you to hold back.

Seph: I just want you to feel like you have gained a sense of accomplishment.

She goes for roundhouse kick. His eyes go wide as she comes at him. He ducks under the roundhouse, and as she turns he grabs her arms. She flips up and puts her legs under his arms. She rolls him up into a school boy pin and ends up on top of him on his chest.

Emily: Now what do you say?

He still smiles at her gently as a low humming almost purring like sound escapes his throat.

Seph: Mmmm what can I say? It seems I am beaten.

Emily looks down at him and smiles.

Emily: You're no fun.

Seph: Oh, darling. Don't you understand? I can't hurt you.

Emily: Were in a match together. You can't hold back on me in the ring.

Seph: Darling, when I'm in a match I let the bloodlust take over. I won't hold back then. But here? In this place? You ask the impossible. I could no more strike you here as I would destroy a stainglass window. To hurt you would tear my heart in twain. What happens in the ring happens. But this is our home and it should always feel like our home for you.

She smiles softly as she starts to get to her feet. She extends her hand to him.

Emily: Thank you love.... I will always feel comfortable here.

He takes her hand and rises holding her hand as he does.

Seph: Darling, there will always be matches and times to battle between us. You are my Queen and regardless of the outcome if we work together toward our goal it matters not if either of us wins. Provided I'd still like to claim the victory myself however. If it comes down to the two of us then make no mistake then you will have your true test between us.

Emily: I know I will but like you said no matter which one of wins it doesn't matter. We both win in the end. Now I guess I better get ready for our guests.

He leans in and kiss her hand gently.

Seph: As you wish. I'll be here. I need to get in some actual training aside from testing my alacrity.

Emily: No, you have to get ready too!

Seph: Well darling, no offense but it takes me far less time to get ready then you.

Emily: What are you trying to say?

He smiles stepping back a bit as he folds his arms matter of factly.

Seph: Well, let's face it, dear. A woman's acceptance of time and a man's are quite different. Plus I have certain... advantages.

He says as he smiles his fangs showing at her this time as he does with a wink. Emily sighs as she climbs out of the ring.

Emily: That you're going to pay for.

He simply calls back to her as she leaves.

Seph: I can't wait...

She heads out the door, leaving Seph alone as the scene fades to black.


The scene reopens on Emily sitting in front of a vanity. Her hair was pinned and piled high on her head, filled with curls, and small braids that wrapped around the mass of curls. She finishes her makeup, and looks at herself in the mirror one last time. She smiles softly, as she opens a box that now laid on the dresser and opens it revealing a blue sapphire necklace with diamonds in between. She places it around her neck, before she starts to walk along the long hallway.

Emily: Tonight is one of the most exciting nights of my life. All of our friends and family will be here tonight to celebrate with us. Then in just a few days I will be facing off against the man I love, our friends, and others in a match that will be one of the best of that night. I know that it's not going to be easy but I will fight everyone that stands in my way, even if that someone is my beloved. I know that he doesn't like to see me in pain or come to harm but in the ring, it's a different story. We lose ourselves in the moment of the crowd, the music, the thrill of it all. You see the Darkside will never falter , nor will we fail in what needs to be done. I know only one of us can be left standing in the end, and I will make that it is me in the end.

She passes by one of the rooms where the door had been left open slightly. The sound of a little girl laughing catches her attention, and she turns walking back toward the room.

Emily: I've held the Eternal title before and you know it would be wonderful to hold it again. But first, I have to get through a lot of other people don't I? I'm going to go through all of you, just for the simple most of you are not worth my time. Most of you are just fodder, losers. Yes I know some of you have held titles, but I've held the big one... Along with two others in this match. But the rest of you even that doesn't mean anything to me. You see I'm out to get to the top once again, and no one is going to stop me from getting there. I know you're thinking but your fiancée is in this match... I know he is... And yes if and when it comes down to us, I will stand and I will fight to get to the end. But once everything is said and done, we will be happy and one step closer to getting the titles that we rightfully deserve.

She smiles as Emily walks into the room. It was a nursery. Inside was dusty, and seemed like it hadn't been used for a very long time. All of the furniture was covered in old sheets, but in the middle of the room sat a full length mirror that sat by itself. Emily walks to it and looks at it smiling all the while.

Emily: I don't think there is anything else that I can really say to any of you. My beloved knows what I will do and I know what he will do. It will come down to the two of us in the end. Even if it doesn't... We still have two others in the Darkside that will have a chance at it. Just know no matter what any of you try to do to stop us there is very little that you can do against us. The new power couple is coming your way and will climb to the top no matter who stands in our way. See you soon.

She laughs as she turns away from the mirror. Her high heeled shoes click on the wooden floor as she walks out of the room and heads back down the long hallway as the scene fades to black.

[Dean Tyler]

The scene is seen taking place inside of the locker room of the man who is known in the Neo Championship Wrestling federation as " Dangerous" Dean Tyler. He was seen wearing the brand new Dean and Merxy: Dangerously Sexy shirt, a pair of black jeans and black shoes. He noticed that a camera crew was seen approaching him so he decided to stop at what he was doing and say with a ice cold look seen seeping through his eyes.

"Dangerous"Dean Tyler: Well hello there, you pricks! I have noticed that my love, Merxy Black, decided to enter into the Battle Bowl royal rumble match so I have decided to enter into the match too. I was given the names of the people who will be victims and standing in my way of winning the match, so here we go!

He was seen pulling out the list of participants who was going to be in the match. With him still looking into the camera, he lists off the soon to be losers

The Ladies Man" Michael Maddox: So, they call you the ladies man? You have definitely lost your fire to be wanting to be the best. I'm going to make sure that your face will be black and blue so ladies sure don't want to date you ever again

Mr. Creed: I remember you! We was in a fed together but you took your balls and left me behind. You definitely fucked up on that. You are trying to reunite with me? Not a damn chance in hell.

Nidrah: You are one big woman who is thinking that you can make it in a MAN'S universe! Keep dreaming sweetheart!

"The True Native" Thayne Bell: I can't wait to do a Indian rain dance on you and send you back to your ancestors in a body bag.

Curtis Mitchell: NEXT!

Rene Volkov: It's high damn time that you need to fight your own battles instead of relying on others.

Ice Queen: Winter has come and I plan on putting any chances of you trying to beat me on ice. You will have no damn choice but to bow down to me, you peasant.

"Spoiled" Summer Page: Your daddy's money and your ugly looks will not buy your way into winning against me.

Dario Arturo Cortez: You are simply a rich prick looking down on the poor just to laugh at them.

"The Goddess of the Dead" Necra Octavien Kane: You call yourself The Reaper of Souls? You sure as hell will not be taking my soul and add it to your collection.

Wallace the Windy City Weirdo: Freak!

Anna Raven Jade: You are not that impressive to me!

The Executioner: The old relic who costed me the chance to move forward into the Champions Run here. It's time for me to cost you the opportunity to win the Grand Prize.

"The Rabid Cur" Fathi: I have respect towards you. You hate the system and so do I. Good luck to you!

Emily Riley: NEXT!

"The Sanguine Assassin" Sephiroth Du Lac: Keep the Bloody Hardcore Championship title warm for me you Vampire. Why, you may ask? It's coming home to me! I'll take a bite of you, throw Holy water and see you burn into the hot as hell lights

Hex Girl: Try to put a spell on me but you won't succeed. I know how to use magic so don't even try!

Road Dawg: This is NCW, not WWE! Your generation will crumble and fall.

"The Extremist" Tyler Cross: There's only one extreme superstar and I am that person! Time for see you be nailed to the cross so I can give you vicious lashes like never ever before.

"The Living Legend" Brian Kennedy: Legends deserve to die so I want to make sure of that

Lilith "Epitaph" Payne: I'll definitely give you pain because I am the master of that. Put that on your tombstone

"The American Alpha Wolf" Adam Gatner: Time to hear you howl in sheer knockdown pain, wolfy!

Benjamin Maddox: Another Maddox wanting his 15 minutes of Fame? Time's up for you;

Daniel InJustice: You have my respect too but my loyalty is with my Merxy!

Jay Karnage" Williams: Who are you exactly? NO ONE!

Lance "Anarky" Williams: Another Nobody.

Martha "Jezebel" Venegas: You are a great wrestler who gets put to the side because there's favorites according to Management here at NCW. Stand up for what you believe in!

Hector "El Diablo" Venegas: The same goes for you too. You should be a Hall of Famer but you don't get treated as such.

Merxy Black: My love! I do love you so very much. I am thankful that you came into my life. Let's create anarchy and eliminate everyone else. Let's rock!

To who ever decide to enter in the unique match, my name is Dean Tyler and Dangerous is my middle name. It's MY time to shine. If you excuse me, I see someone coming in here. You can leave now!

He sees his love walking inside of their locker room with a smile on the person's face. They give each other a passionate kiss as the scene is seen fading into black

[Uh Oh]

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Bran Kennedy RP

[Apocalypse]

We can see an arena which looks very dark. Dark as though done intentionally. As we get closer to the door we can see the lithe Anna Raven Jade opening the door. She steps inside, and there is a mat just inside the door with a logo on it. The logo is a glowing jack in the box with a question mark. It says Pandora's Playground in dark blood red writing. Anna walks through the halls and finds a bench press. This bench press is obviously the property of a young woman. It was bright pink and the weights weren't very heavy. Although even with them not being heavy one could get a decent workout if they did enough reps. Up until now either Anna had noticed the camera crew, or she just ignored them. She laid out on the bench and started to press the bar at first she seemed to be having difficulties lifting the weight, however after a few presses she started to do better.

"Hey, I know you're out there. I know that every member of Apocalypse has someone tailing us, even though N.C.W. fired us, and was closed. So just get your asses out here so I don't look like I'm laying here talking to myself."

The camera crew and the interviewer step out from the shadows, and move closer to the bench.

"So Battlebowl is quickly approaching. Most of Apocalypse have found themselves in the match. Myself, Lilith, Creed and Dario. There are a few impressive competitors in this match. I mean we have "The True Native" Thayne Bell, Curtis Mitchell, Rene Volkov, Ice Queen, "Spoiled" Summer Page. I know that each of these athletes desires to win and go on to the match for the Eternity Championship. However NONE of them need this match. None of them BLEED this industry, none of them feel their air drawn from their lungs when they fall short of their goal. You thought Apocalypse was dangerous before? You thought you needed to FIRE us? All you've done is made us stronger. Apocalypse is like a Hydra, you cut one head off two more rise in its place. You FIRE use, now you have no contractual protection. We don't have to be gentle on your little kittens and puppies you call superstars. Firing us means if I want to send Tyler Cross to the hospital . . . I do it. If I want to put the Executioner, or Fathi in a grave and END them then I WILL. I will not worry about any repercussions, or any threat of retribution. There is somewhere where the light does not shine without the assent of the Void."

Anna returns to her lifts. She ignores the camera as the crew leaves.

[Uh Oh]

Fathi RP

[Dario Arturo Cortez]

* Scene opens up as we see Dario and a lady our viewers don't know. they are sitting on a L shaped furniture. inside a nice penthouse. His back to the end while she is right besides him. They are both dressed in appropriate attire for a person of his caliber. Dario yawns and stretches as she cozies up to him. he looks at the camera *

Now Necra,: You said of apocalypse that, and i quote, " I've taken all of you down at least once. if not more. And this time won't be any different" you have never taken me or mr.creed on. So clearly your perception of reality has been skewered. and so shall it be again. you sounded all nice saying that even if you don't win so long as one of your group wins then you all win? wow. bravo that deserves an oscar. you know you want the win as does everyone else.

Say, how are you shoulders and fingers feeling? granted it's been 20.. 21 days?. but you never know these days. sometimes muscles spasm randomly after taking such a beating. or perhaps your used to getting beaten? If you don't recall i can play a clip for you.

Chastity Muse: The winners of the match and going onto the BattleBowl… “The Goddess of the Dead” Necra Octavien Kane and Dario Arturo Cortez!!!!

Necra raises her hands high as Dario leaves the ring he returns with a chair and nals Necra across the back. He hits her across the back several more times before pulling her arm straight and standing on her fingers and driving the edge of the chair into her arm and shoulder repeatedly. He then drops the chair next to her and smirks at the camera as the show fades to black.

Now on to the others that are worthy or slightly worthy to speak of individually.

Dean Tyler: after hearing what you said, ahh..that's all that you could come up with? i was not aware that you could give one sentence replies to people's names. ? i thought that you actually had a vocabulary despite your hardcore neiche that you have made out for yourself. You know i saw Creed's promo as well..he did say what happened and yet you claim that he simply took his ball and went home. sounds like someone is, how does it go again? humm...butthurt that he could not return. He spoke highly of you when i first meet him in the last promotion that we were in. we did not travel in the same circles there. as a matter of fact we faced each other more than a few times. but regardless of who his promo was being directed to, he did speak fondly of you from time to time in reference to anyway in his promo's. As for what you said about myself, really? That much like your iq is short sided. If you get in my way i will eliminate you as any one else. If you are seeking to eliminate any one person in particular, don't worry. i won't stand in your way.

Creed: I heard what you said old friend and you are right. most of us are or could be double booked if we won wrestlebowl. I know i am willing to be double booked for a shot at holding two belts. mind you i will not be distracting myself from a possible bamf title win. that is the title that i have been hunting for and i have a plan for my first title victory. i hear you when you say do not expect you to save any of apocalypse. i feel the same for myself.

To everyone in apocalypse. although i am your horseman of death , i will not let any of you get by me or take me out. due to my failure to win the champions run tournament despite having my win taken from me by thug revolutions, the enforcer, that setback while upsetting is forcing me to do what i must in order to get what i want. and even at the cost of getting kicked out this is a risk that i am willing to take. to win this. i already have my bamf title opportunity . but another opportunity for more gold. again, i will do what i must to get what i want.

Thug revolution : You thieving jackals who do live up to your groups name. i do expect you to use your numbers, minus one enforcer of course. even with him out of the way you still pose a threat. actually, if we are being honest here your group as a whole always poses a threat. this is a match that you will not win. You had better hope that you have eyes in the back of your heads. you are going to need them.

Seph..uhh i apologize but your last name eludes me right now. you seem interesting. you let the blood lust take over when you are in the ring you say? I would expect no less from one who is with the darkside. i myself do the same. though blood is not what i crave. i crave the fight, i crave the torture that my moves deliver to others. fortunate for everyone else this is a battleroyal. while there will be a fight in order to determine the winner.it does not give me the opportunity to make others feel the pain that i enjoy inflicting on them. seeing the pain come across their face, will be denied to myself in this match. even though i see you as interesting it would not be beneficial for you to get in my way.

he sighs

as for the rest of you. i know that i cannot guarantee victory then again neither can anyone that is in this match. but as i was denied my victory at the champions run this will only fuel my fire for victory even more. I have been a bit ruthless, even reckless at times but this will thrust it up to 11. I Dario Arturo Cortez, will use, do..anything that it takes for me to win. i know that i can because I..am..a..fighter.

he swishes them away. fade to black.

[Allura Desmonds]

Act 1: A woman of few words

The scene opens on the arena where the last Champions Run would be held at. The city itself was full of life, and the lights were cast on the streets below. The camera pans to the interior of the arena where it is still quiet and the stage hands moved about quickly getting everything ready for the show. The camera passes through the long hallways and we soon come to a stop on of the locker rooms, where we hear voices coming from within. We see Rene sitting with Ragnarok watching the few promos that had been done for the big match that was to come. She turns off the lap top and leans back against the lockers.

Ragnarok: They really think they're going to stand against the odds don't they?

Rene: Yes... But even with the groups in this match they still to get through a lot of others but I don't plan on going down that easy. I'm going to win this for my sisters, but most importantly for myself!

Ragnarok: You are the only one of the Covenant that has made it into the Battle bowl. At least for now that is. They still have a chance in the 3 on 3 before the Battle Bowl happens.

Rene smiles softly as she looks over at him.

Rene: It will be good to stand at their side once again. This is where we see which one of us will carry on and defeat Leon Dread for the Eternal Title. I would love to have my hands on it.

Ragnarok: You will. I won't be able to help you in this one. There will be enough people in that ring for you to deal with, without me being out there getting in the way.

Rene: I know. I'm going to stretch my leg for a bit. I'll be back in a few minutes.

Ragnarok: Do you want me to accompany you?

Rene: No, I'll be alright. But thank you for watching out for me.

She kisses him on the cheek and walks out of the locker room passing by the stage hands that either stare after her, or whisper to the other about the rumors about her that had been passed around. She smiles to herself as she passes by them, not letting their whispers get to her.

Rene: I have to admit this match is almost as big as Genocide. Almost... Not enough people, or victims as I seem them. This match has every last thorn in my side within it. Lets see the rabble from Thug Revolution, and Apocalypse... The Darkside I don't have to much issue with. After all I gave them back one of their own in the end. Anna you made me a deal but when I learned about what you gave me it didn't strike me as something I wanted to be involved in. Science will always out shine magic. I know it exists and I believe in it but it has no place in my world. They would have never listened to you anyway. I would have made sure of that. Tell me though, how does it feel to be despised by everyone in the world? I mean no one truly has any sympathy for you did, or will do. If you think you can this match you better think again. This is my time to shine and leave all of Apocalypse in the dust and behind me where you all truly belong. AS for Thug Revolution... Please... Just shut up. All you do is run your mouths and never know when to stop. You are pathetic and will say anything to please whoever it is you are speaking to in the crowd. You don't have followers, you have lackeys, which are just as bad as you are. Losers.

She walks down the long hallway passing by a few more stage hands that seem to be hard at work getting the arena ready.

Rene: Necra, Emily I have nothing against either one of you or the men in your life. I have respect for those that are willing to stand by their own knowing what is to come. I know it has to be difficult. I feel the same way about Dean and Merxy for the simple fact that they seem to be a couple. That has to be hard to face those demons and realize only one of you will walk away with the chance to face off against Leon Dread for the Eternal Championship. But I don't have that problem. I'm going in there with or without my sisters and going all the way to the top. I know this fight will not be easy, let alone to be one that I can win in just a few minutes. I will claw and scratch my way to the top, no matter who I have to stop and get rid of in the end. Don't let love blind you, or let your feeling get in the way of what is important and what is in front of you.

She rounds the corner and heads toward the main part of the arena. Her high heeled shoes click on the cement floor as she moves to the steel ramp way that had been set up.

Rene: To the others that have yet to truly prove yourselves in any type of match or something like this, you will have your chance to show the roster and the world what you can truly do in the end. But you have to work for everything that you want, and this match is no different. I will put you through your paces and show you what it means to be a true warrior in all of this. This is where it all begins or ends for you. Enjoy your stay. See you soon.

Rene smiles as she walks toward the ring, and the scene fades to black.

[Sephiroth du Lac]

*The camera opens on beautiful baroque music playing over a stereo as the camera pans from an empty living room of elegant furnishings and the latest in recreational electronics through a set of double doors into an elegant ballroom. The walls done in barogue black with gold leaf fields the curtains that adorn it a heavy dark purple velvet as guests stand and talk amongst themselves in small clusters. A banquet table lies strewn with various elegant and rich foods and as the camera pans by we see Ex in a well tailored suit stuffing his face as an annoyed Necra stands beside him chastising him for being a glutton. Denise and Ambrose talk amongst Venus and Phoenix. Others we see we don't recognize and yet feel familiar. A woman in full black doctor garb stands nearby a plague mask adorning her face hiding her features chatting with a young asian woman in a black princess dress. A man with pencil thin mustache and slicked back hair kissing the hand of two woman, both just a bit younger then the hostess of the party. And lo among this crowd standing amid the crowd the camera spins and centers a close up of Sephiroth du Lac standing in an elegant if old fashioned suit looking very much the distinguished aristocrat among the crowd of faces.*

---

I hate happy occasions. That is not to say that I do not enjoy mirth. Heaven's no, I enjoy a smile and a laugh as much as anyone. But these affairs we find ourselves in remind me of too many I've seen before. Dancing, celebration, merriment, only to end in tragedy. Such is the cycle of things. Matches such as this "Battlebowl" are very similar. Cram as many people in a room as you can and tell them you have a shot at some grand design. Watch the chaos begin. Such it is now that I find myself in such a way. Not just in a match of future promises and empty hollow words from inane opponents I don't respect but here a captive of social convention in my own home. A carnival of painted faces I recognize and a few hangers on and of course me with my usual burdens.

---

*Suddenly his thoughts are interrupted as a figure moves into frame violating his personal space causing him to lean back with revulsion as we see the magnanimous Sothren lean in with a jester's grin.*

Soth: Helluva shindig, eh brother? What do you say we throw on some "chicken dance" and get the place jumping huh?

*Suddenly a hand wrapped in an elegant white silk glove comes from behind him slapping Sothren hard and pulling him back as Cleopatra Kane stands by his side and angry look on her face as she admonishes her husband as Seph sighs bringing a palm of frustration and embarassment to his face.*

Cleo: Sothren! What did I tell you when you got here?!

*Sothren sighs frustratedly rolling his eyes*

Soth: Not to be an embarrassment tonight.

Cleo: AND?!

Soth: That I should not be seen nor heard.

Cleo: Good! Now...

*She turns to face to the side of Seph and holds out her hands pleadingly.*

Cleo: Let me see it! Oh I bet it's gorgeous.

*With that the camera pans beside Seph as Emily stands right by his side in a beautiful dress holding out her hand proudly showing Cleo her ring as Cleo gushes over it. Seph just smiles at Cleo then turning his head he looks at Emily with a gentle smile.*

---

But I don't do this for me. I do it for her. Her whom I would lay the world at her feet. Her whom I would steal the very moon for. She who even now wields my heart like dragon's fire. And now we face each other in combat and competition all for a prize that any man would kill for. The chance to be labeled "the eternal one". The true heir to the great title. It is a tempting prize. As tempting as the muse which stands beside me. To be the best once more. Do I have it within me though to do what is necessary? To let the monster out just this once and risk the health of my allies and my beloved? Or refrain myself to the man who even now ponders if he has the fortitude for such endeavors?

---

Cleo: Oh, darling. I can't wait we have so many things to plan of course. The china patterns, the venue, the bridesmaids dresses. By the Gods you must let me do your wedding dress. I insist it will be the talk of the entire town!

*The sound of Cleo's sudden rapid fire listings of responsibilities snaps Seph back to attention as he glances over at her then back to Emily who looks at Seph a bit overwhelmed but Seph just smiles and glances over at Cleo as he steals a glass of champagne from a tray carried by a woman wrapped in a white togalike dress and begins to drink knowingly.*

Emily: Well honestly, Cleo, I... I mean Seph and I... we were thinking that maybe it would be a small private affair.

Cleo: WHAT?! No! The Black Queen of the Darkside Society deserves only the best. This won't do... this won't do at all.

Soth: Um, dearest wife. Perhaps you should let them decide how they want their wedding?

*She quickly snaps back at Sothren giving him a dirty look which causes him to shrink back*

Cleo: You shut up! No one cares what you think!

*She quickly turns back to Emily with a quick gentle reassuring smile as Emily looks taken aback and Seph just sips his Champagne trying to almost keep his head low.*

Cleo: His idea of romance was getting me drunk, proposing with a cracker jack ring and marrying me in Vegas!

Soth: Ah, memories.

Cleo: SOTHREN! GROWN UPS ARE TALKING!

Soth: Yes, dear.

*Cleo then looks at Seph who nurses the champagne gently as she addresses him.*

Cleo: Well, what do you think?! Are you just going to let your Queen great the world like a peasant girl? With daisies in her hair and a discount white dress? Or should she great us in finery like she deserves?

*Seph nearly chokes on his champagne at the sudden accusatory questions and looks for a moment uneasy like a deer caught in headlights. He quickly recovers however as he looks at her and his eyes and smile soften.*

Seph: I think really it's up to Emily. It's her big day after all and I think we should honor whatever wish she desires.

*Suddenly all eyes are on Emily and she looks at them somewhat taken aback by it all as it overwhelms her.*

Emily: Well... I mean.... I suppose we could...

Cleo: Splendid! Oh there is so much to plan! Come! Come!

*She quickly grabs Emily's wrist as Emily gives a pleading look to Seph. Quickly Cleo ushers her away marching with purpose away as Seh just grins at Emily's pleading desperate eyes chuckling a bit as he does so but then a slow somber look appears as she disappears in the crowd and he brings the drink to his lips pretending to sip once more but lost in his own contemplation.*

---

Whatever she desires. That's what I tell her. The lies that are spoken with Judas kisses and silver forked tongues. I have never been one to give up my own ambitions. I know what people say of me. Washed up. A shadow of the former self. This new generation this young blood has no respect for those who came before. And I came like a titan mowing through all that stood in my way. A human monster spreading misery and hatred and jealousy. So many times I stood on that mountain. A champion. A legend. A king. But what am I the king of now? I look around this room and I see shadows of the past. One cannot look just to the past one must always move forward. That is my curse sometimes however the past always seems to follow me. It haunts me and begs me to focus on it. Sometimes it's siren song wins and I'm lost in it again. Like a shadowplay I've been trapped in before. And even now as I look at my allies there is a part of me that sees only enemies. The daughter of a Goddess. Her lumbering beau. And there is her, my Queen, even now a part of me chastises me for saying it for if she knew the truth that lies in my memories she would not take such a title so lightly or even at all.

---

*Seph stands his eyes fixated on the far end of the room but his thoughts are broken as Sothren leans in again his chin almost an arrow as he smirks. Seph's eyes squint with disdain as he looks at his violating approach.*

Soth: Penny for your thoughts, brother.

Seph: Sothren, if I asked you for the same there would be change involved.

Soth: Ooo careful with that barb, brother. It's an antique.

*As Sothren mocks Seph's eyes glance to the doorway and he sees a familiar sight, Joanne Canelli, dressed in a fine black mini dress with Uh Oh by her side in a smart suit. Seph's eyes light up a moment but then a vile voice rings in his ear.*

Soth: Still it's not as old as you and AAIIIEEE....

*Seph grabs Sothren's bottom lip pulling it down with force causing Sothren to flail a bit as Seph just smiles a polite mocking smile at him.*

Seph: Would you excuse me, Sothren, I do hate to run but I must find people who... well that I actually want to talk to.

*he lets go of Sothren's bottom lip with a jerk as he walks toward the newly arrived couple leaving Sothren grabbing his lips and simply saying...*

Soth: OW! Rude!

---

Ah, Joanne. As I said the past often times calls to me and mocks my attention and even now it taunts me with other times. Other parties. Small hidden ceremonies and quiet lovers words. But before that we were rivals too enemies. She can testify to anyone of my ambitions. Of what I could do even to a loved one. An ally. A friend and lover. Eighteen hours she lay under a knife all because of my hands. The very hands I held her with. Even now I think of other victories, other matches, names long since past. Fierce battles that resound in my memories forever lost to time. Big Boa, Tempestad, Michael Wise, and... "him". I quickly push the thought out of my head. Some memories are not worth keeping. And yet I wonder. Could any of this new blood hold a flame to such men? Could someone as simple minded as Michael Maddox face the ferocity of Big Boa? Could Tyler Cross hold a candle to the speed and faith of Tempestad? Could Fathi stand toe to toe with the tenacity of Michael Wise? Perhaps in our private valhalla's at journeys end there is a place for such warriors. Who really is to say?

---

Seph: Joannie!

*He greats her with open arms and a gentle hug as she smiles at him. he then kisses both her cheeks welcomingly before releasing and addressing her husband with a hearty handshake.*

Seph: And Uh-Oh! Good on you, man. A pleasure to see you both. I fear you wouldn't come all things considered.

Joanne: And what's that suppose to mean?

Seph: Well considering you have a match coming up as well and with your business and such...

Joanne: I always make time for my friends. You know that.

*he just smiles proud at her as he has said a similar phrase to her in the past nodding at her knowingly.*

Seph: I do.

*They share a look between them one only those most intimate friends understand between each other before they both hear a quiet cough as Uh-oh stands nearby. Joanne just blushes slightly as Seph just sort of chuckles at the man.*

Seph: Uh-oh, old boy. Why don't you grab us some drinks. There is punch, champagne, wine, plenty of food. Please help yourself. I'd consider it rude if you did not.

*Uh-oh looks as if he's about to say something but Joanne gently takes his hand and pats it re assuredly.*

Joanne: Relax, honey. It'll be fine. You go mingle. I'll catch up.

*Uh-oh looks at her gently then at Seph nervously not saying a word he heads for the table in a b-line as Seph just grins.*

Seph: I'm surprised you brought him.

Joanne: Eh, he looked like he needed a night out.

Seph: Well, if he didn't before he might need one tonight considering the guest list.

*Joanne folds her arms looking back at Seph with an almost insulted demeanor.*

Joanne: Now, what the hell was that 'thought you weren't coming' crap?

*Seph holds up his hands trying to calm her fiery look of annoyance.*

Seph: Nothing. Nothing at all.

*She doesn't buy it keeping her arms folded and the look transfixed on him as he sighs in defeat.*

Seph: I just thought considering our past relationship that you might not want to attend considering the circumstances of our... departure.

Joanne: You know for the smartest schemer I know thats stupid you know that? Of course I'm coming. I wouldn't miss you and Emily's big day for the world.

*he stands almost shocked with the explanation and nods impressed.*

Seph: That's very mature of you. I... didn't mean things to end so quickly.

Joanne: Seph, I forgive you for what happened. Hell, I even kind of get it, you know?

Seph: Oh?

Joanne: Yeah, I mean I was pissed at first. I mean I shot off more than my mouth a few days if you get my meaning. But I get it. All this time you talked about her painted pictures and then there she is staring you in the face. I mean I'd have to be blind not to see the writing on the wall. I was out... she was in and so I'm moving on. I like Uh-oh. He's like a cuter version of you.

*Seph just chuckles at the statement mockingly.*

Seph: What? A house cat instead of a Tiger?

Joanne: Yeah, plus he doesn't scare people when he answers the door.

*Seph just chuckles at the joke as she just drops her eyes down to the floor.*

Joanne: Seriously though, I didn't want to get in the way of your perfect love.

*Suddenly his face drops and almost snapping he responds quickly and directly.*

Seph: I never said she was my perfect love.

*Joanne stands surprised at the revelation folding her arms matter of factly.*

Joanne: Oh? Why is that? You holdin' out on me?

*Seph looks around suddenly almost ashame of what he said but shakes his head 'no' dropping it as if a school boy were confessing his failures to his parents.*

Seph: No, god no. I'd never betray her. No. It's just. There was another a long time ago when I still drew breath. Too long ago. She was the first I ever felt love with.

Joanne: Well, is she bangin' on her crypt to join us?

Seph: No, she died a long time ago. Before I even was turned.

*Joanne scoffs flippantly as Seph just looks up at her surprised.*

Joanne: I guess it's true. You never forget your first.

*Seph just smiles and shakes his head trying to laugh it off as she hits his shoulder playfully.*

Joanne: See thats the problem with you.

*he raises and eyebrow curiously at her as she backs up to join Uh-oh at the buffet.*

Seph: What's that?

Joanne: You're never satisfied.

*She smiles and walks away as Seph places his hands in his pockets watching her as she walks away admiring her both as a friend and beautiful woman but his smile fades as he ponders her words.*

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Never satisfied. Is that really my problem? Have I merely clinged to my past too long? Held onto dreams of glory past my prime? This match it's an oppertunity to prove to everyone including myself that I am the pinnacle of this business and yet. Can I honestly say it would be enough? My allies stand ready to join me I'm sure to claim vicotry for our alliance but I know my ambitions. I won't be satisfied with that I want the belt myself. Some of my enemies I respect. Ice Queen, Hex Girl their talents would give strength to us but they have allegiances of their own. Even if they did side with us it would not be enough. And those that have raised my ire Anna Raven Jade and her apocalypse foolsseeing them defeated and yet coming up short myself even that would not be enough. No, I have ambitions greater then this match. Then even the title. Few could know nor few could think the unholy plans I have even now. My ambitions. But can I be satisfied? No... not even if the entire world were in my iron grip would I be truly satisfied...

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*As he stands there he feels something enter his pocket and slip a hand into his pulling it from it's place and as he stirs he looks up and sees Emily smiling there and as he does their eyes meet. They don't say a word and yet time around them seems to slow and all they can see is each other.*

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And yet there is a strange contentment in her eyes. It qwells the clawing beast within and soothes the heart of a man that seemed to be without hope. How is it this woman who holds me even now can stir a heart to flame that doesn't beat? Could I find the satisfaction I crave in that? Perhaps.... one never knows the future save for the seers and they whisper their secrets in cryptic words and phrases. It is not for man, even an immortal such as I, to know one way or the other.

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*"Another Life" begins to play as the cd switches in the stereo and Emily pulls him into the center of the dance floor as the crowd begins to form a circle as she smiles at him placing his hands on her hip as they begin to dance.*

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And yet even in this moment of bliss the past erupts in my mind like echoes showing me similar dances similar, promises made of satisfaction in the arms of others. Such things such as this often conjure such images. Matches to. Enemies transform before my eyes as do lovers.

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*As they dance the camera pans and suddenly the room grows black all the guests seem to fade away as he spins her and instead of her it is Joanne in her mini dress. They dance gently*

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Some grow to be great friends...

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*She raises and suddenly it is a woman in a black and red lace spanish dress her features are pale behind the veil even as the hint of latin features show her beauty through her black mourning veil.*

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And some become fierce enemies...

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*She sambas slightly against his hands and then as the camera closes in the dress changes to black fabric as a beautiful blond woman so alive and beautiful dances with him in lively movements.*

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And some... become casualties...

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*As the dance goes on the blond hair becomes black and he holds Denise in his arms this time spinning in a beautiful ball gown no one has ever seen her wear but him.*

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Some even become the greatest of allies... willing to fall at a moments notice...

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*As she sways in his arms the camera pans again showing this time the dress as black lace a wedding dress of victorian make and the woman before him looks like Emily and yet with longer hair and a more confident demeanor.*

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But most end up as they are... memories. Phantoms in my mind.

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*And as they hold hands and come together in dance the camera pans around him and suddenly his own appearance changes. His eyes shine blue, his hair is brighter more blondish yellow and his skin is ruddy and flesh toned as he marvels at his partner as she stands in a beautiful medieval dress of rose pink her hair shining golden like the sun as the dance brings him to pull his hand away from hers he still reaches out as if trying to hold on as long as possible and as his partner pulls away he drops his head a single tear falling of crystal clear saline and yet as the camera watches it hit the ground the droplet turns crimson.*

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And usually in the end it ends up the same... I am alone. No matter what. It's always just me. The last one standing.

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*Suddenly his features are normal again as two small hands grip his face and it's her, Emily staring into his eyes again the crimson tear trail still on his cheek as he looks at her almost forgetting where he is. The crowd reminds him applauding their exhibition as he closes his eyes and nudges his cheek against her hand lovingly. She just smiles in response wiping the trail away from his porcelain visage.*

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But who knows what the future holds? Maybe this time will be different? Maybe I can find satisfaction. Maybe just maybe... I don't have to rule alone anymore.

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*With that they turn to the crowd and he tilts a bow as she curtsies as the scene fades to black.*