Date: February 2nd, 2020 Time: 8:45PM Location: The O2 Arena (Myrrhder She Wrote)
The War Queen Leah stepped back through the curtains to the backstage area completely spent. She had just gone through war with Saoirse “Psycho” Maguire in a hardcore rules two out of three falls match in which she successfully defended her MHW Hardcore Title for what she thought was the final time. Her bell was rung. Hair matted with blood. A stream of red dripping from her forehead down her face and onto her arm. Medics were already on hand as they anticipated complete carnage when those two got in the ring together. It hadn’t taken long for things to escalate as they brawled throughout the arena. Psycho got the first fall after smashing Leah’s head through a window. Leah got the second fall after she nearly took Psycho’s head off with The Endgame. The third and final fall came only after Leah bludgeoned Psycho with a barbed wire 2x4 and dropped her on her head once again with Drop the Bomb. Now exhausted from the contest, Leah could barely even hold the belt up. It just dragged on the ground behind her before she ultimately dropped it. A medic pulled up a seat and Leah dropped like a ton of bricks to get off her feet.They swarmed her, shining a light in her eyes and evaluating any potential concussion. Leah felt a bit of deja vu as she harkened back to after her first match in MHW with Samantha Hamilton. After brutal headbutts exchanged between the two, one was bound to have a concussion.
War Queen Leah: Guys, I’m fine. I just need to sit for a moment. Please.
Leah grabs a towel out of one of the medics hands and wipes away a bit of the blood and sweat from her face. As she does, she notices through the crowd of medics, Psycho has entered the backstage area. She’s being helped by another group of first responders. She was clutching at her midsection but for a brief moment Psycho and The War Queen Leah locked eyes. It was only a fleeting moment but in that time Leah simply nodded her head to Saoirse. The two have been at odds for a majority of her stint in MHW but Leah was thankful for the fight she was given tonight. The moment was broken up quickly as a camera was shoved into The War Queen’s face. With all the lights and commotion around her Leah could barely make out what was going on. She just heard a female’s voice.
Female Voice: That was a hell of a match you just had. You two literally went to war and certainly proved to be some badass warriors. You all fought with everything you had. It’s a shame Rob already announced you’re going to have to defend the belt again at Episode 30.
At that moment everything stopped. The lights. The sound of the medics around her. Nothing else mattered. It was just that one statement. After nearly killing each other in the name of the Hardcore Title, The War Queen Leah would, in two weeks, defend the title once again to see who will be the final Hardcore Champion when MHW closes it’s doors.
Earlier tonight on MHW ThrowDown Episode 26, all hell broke loose between The Shieldmaidens and Coven. The extent to the chaos led to multiple police officers being shoved and assaulted from both factions. The result of the anarchy led to both groups being arrested and taken to different precincts. At this moment, most of Coven had already been processed and being placed individually into their holding cells. The War Queen Leah sat inside the cold six foot by eight foot cell. She sat on the bench/cot with her legs crossed in front of her. She didn’t want her bare feet to touch the floors. Her pants sagged as they took her belt. She fiddled with the hole in her tongue as she was made to remove the ring that has been there since she was 22 years old. She stared at the toilet that sat mere inches from where she was sitting. It was disgusting. Remnants of piss, puke and feces stained the outside. Such animals she thought. Something hit her all at once, though, as she sat on the bed looking over at the bars that kept her sealed in the cell. A smile came across her face as she reached over and slid two fingers along the steel.
War Queen Leah: So silly. They just don’t know what they’ve done. This isn’t my first time inside of a cage. I’d rethink opening the door and letting The War Queen out. You won’t know what will come out.
A banging emerges from the cell next to her. It’s Jansen Myrrh.
Jansen Myrrh: Pipe down over there. I’m trying to get some sleep. What are you even babbling about over there?
The grin widens across The War Queen’s face.
War Queen Leah: Oh nothing really. You know I’ve been in holding quite a few times over the years. Each time I get let out, you smile, say thank you and go about your business. Each time though something tears away from you. Not in a negative manner. It tears away to reveal the real you. Some say almost like an onion. You know, I never quite understood that reference. Peel an onion and you get another layer of yourself. They act like the next layer isn’t going to still be an onion. The truth is you peel away the layers and you end up with getting to the meat of the onion. That aggressor that will leave you with tears in your eyes. I’m that center. At Black Magic, I’m moving from this cell to the other and there’s going to be a lot of tears coming.
Jansen Myrrh: Just sleep on it, Leah. We’ll talk when we get out of here. I need rest.
Just then the outer cell door opened and a guard stuck his head in.
Guard: Pipe down in there. There’s no conversing between the lot of you.
Leah glances at the guard with a smirk.
War Queen Leah: Sorry, Warden.
The War Queen bats her eyes at the guard. The guard just shakes his head and closes the door on his way out.
Date: February 13, 2020 Time: 4:15PM Location: Denver Police Precinct
The War Queen Leah walked down the holding area of the Denver Police Precinct. This was a much different view than what she’s been through previously. For starters, she has her shoes on. Clad in a beige halter top, grey sweatpants and her signature Timberland boots Leah made a visit to the local precinct to draw inspiration. It was inside these bars that The War Queen was finally unleashed unto MHW. Up until one specific night, The War Queen was caged. She was held back. She hadn’t quite pivoted into the Breakout Star she came to be known as in MHW. She walked down the holding block which was empty this time of day. Come night time it would be flooded with drunks sleeping the night off, randoms picked up on outstanding warrants and even the occasional drug possessions. This is Denver after all. It may be legal here but there’s still rules behind carrying and distribution. As she walked past each cell, she drug her hand alongside the cold steel of each doorway. As she reached the end, she stopped and stared inside gripping the bars with both hands.
War Queen Leah: We’ve talked at length about my first night here in MHW. I had a hunger that needed to be fed but I only came up with appetizers against Samantha Hamilton. I won over a core following but I ultimately lost the match. That match helped define what was to come in my career here in MHW. It was brutal. It was violent. It was bloody despite not even being a hardcore match. It caught the ire of a woman I now call my sister. The plan was to go balls to the wall but still hold back who I really was. Talk less. Smile more. Don’t let them know what you’re against or what you’re for. That really can be some good advice. It allowed me to buddy up with those I would go on to wage war against: The Shieldmaidens. Still, I was sheltered; caged even. As much as I wanted to be me, I couldn’t. These bars were still closed upon my soul as I yearned to grow. Match after match, I put myself out there and yet something was missing. Erin Blue, my first win in Mile High Wrestling. It should have been a major moment and yet I couldn’t fully embrace the situation. Teaming with Sports Entertainment Xpress to beat Bandit, Bullet and Samantha Hamilton. I was the one that got the pin. I should have been elated. My candle was no longer burning bright. That hunger grew louder. I remained caged and it did nothing but hurt me. A loss to Becca Maguire. A loss to Saoirse Maguire. A loss to Reaper.
The War Queen leaned forward and rested her forehead against the bars. She let out a deep sigh as she recanted loss after loss.
War Queen Leah: September 29th, the bars to my own personal cell were opened. I was free. Free at last to be me as Coven finally revealed themselves. I felt born anew. Well, almost. The cell was opened and I could see freedom but I was still shackled to the bench. I could taste it. I got back on my winning ways. Another match against Becca Maguire. I got my win back. A first round match against Ripley in the Rise of the Phoenix Tournament. I won and felt the chains start to break free. November 10th…
Leah pulled back away from the cell.
War Queen Leah: November 10th everyone cast me aside as the Queen of MHW Alex “Bullet” Carbajal was destined to go the distance and win the Rise of the Phoenix Tournament. I had something else to say about that. That night, my chains broke free and there was no turning back. El Presidente found out first hand that The War Queen moniker was never just a spry tongue in cheek nickname to get over with some crowd. No, on that night The War Queen exited her cell and no one was able to stop her. El Presidente was slayed. Later that night I lost in the finals of that tournament to Gabriel Ohio. One would think I’d be disappointed with that defeat but I wasn’t. Far from it. Even later in the night, Ohio would show himself to be a member of Coven as we tore into The Shieldmaidens. It was that night that I found myself back inside a cell much like this one.
A smirk comes across The War Queen’s face.
War Queen Leah: Despite once again being seated on a cold bench, no shoes, shivering as you counted down the minutes until you were bailed out I came to a realization that I wasn’t caged. The bars that surrounded me inside that six by eight foot dog crate weren’t holding me back. November 10th the cell opened and the shackles were removed. No steel doors were going to contain The War Queen. Black Magic, Coven ran roughshod over The Shieldmaidens and exposed them; forcing them to say I quit. December 7th, there was nothing holding the War Queen back as I put the tip of my Timbs straight into the face of Saoirse and laid claim to the MHW Hardcore Title. The anarchy continues. EVIL, Emily Falls and myself, destroy Nika Kosov and HeKate. Coven lays waste to the Shieldmaidens in an elimination tag team match that they recognize as a win based on the sole efforts of the Golden Boy Skrabal Stanza.
The War Queen shakes her head in disgust.
War Queen Leah: February 2nd, Myrrhder She Wrote. Many of us were led to believe that this was to be one of the most important nights in MHW history and on some levels it was. Jansen Myrrh was unable to beat Skrabz for the Ultimate Title. Gabriel Ohio retained the Throwdown Title. Alastair Frost silenced that little prick, Ace Starr. Yours truly, The War Queen Leah successfully retained the MHW Hardcore Title by defeating Saoirse Maguire in a hardcore rules two out of three falls affair. It was a glorious night.
The War Queen nods her head and lowers it as she takes in the rush she felt that night.
War Queen Leah: Why do I recant my history here in MHW? February 16th, 2020. It’s the final episode of ThrowDown. It is the night MHW shuts its doors and seals it shut. It is the most important night in MHW and it’s the night my stay here has been culminating to. I’ve been busting my ass since the day I stepped into MHW. I never backed down from a challenge and everyone knows I’m not one to not speak my mind. This Sunday I have been given a chance to make history. Only one other competitor in MHW holds two belts and that’s Robert Mack’s golden boy, Skrabz. This Sunday I get my chance to join him in an attempt to close down MHW holding both the Tag Team and Hardcore Titles. On one side of the coin it can be seen as a punishment for everything Coven has done to MHW and for being as outspoken as I have been over Rob’s maltreatment of his daughter, Emily Falls. Name someone else on the final card that has more opponents than me. You can’t do it. I’m counting five different opponents that stand in my way and making history. But you know what?
Leah laces her fingers together in front of her and cracks her knuckles.
War Queen Leah: Fuck it! I don’t give a damn who you fucking put in front of me, Rob. You try to punish me and mask it as an incentive that I get a tag title shot? You a damn fool if you think I don’t see right through you. Ems and I are coming for those tag titles but I’ll get to that foolishness later. Right now it’s about your bullshit ass means of trying to take the Hardcore strap off me by taking on three different people; including a member of Coven. Like I said, though. Fuck it!
The War Queen starts getting even more aggressive.
War Queen Leah: This Sunday you’re not holding me back from MY destiny. When those doors close for a final time you best believe I’m gonna be holding my strap up high. Don’t matter who you put me against. You got Ricky Stanton’s little fuck boy, Ace Starr. Really, Rob? Ace Starr? You must really have a hard on for Ricky Stanton by granting him a title shot. Who has he beat to earn a shot? Chris Mosh? Well, let me tell you something, “Main Starr”. It don’t matter where your contract came from. You wanna roll with Stanton Enterprises? You do you, boo. History, though, has not proved to do those all too well here in MHW. Ricky was ready to bring his protege, Olivia Areano up in this bitch but she got scared and hightailed it. Ricky himself has walked away with what? A single win against Zombie? I don’t know if you know this but the Shieldmaidens are nowhere what they used to be. Not to mention Zombie’s about to get her face smashed in by that coke head, Tyke Index. Not much to say there. So, how do you think you’re going to fair against two members of Coven? Your bitch ass already tapped out once before. How are you going to do now that Ricky ain’t gonna be there guiding you?
The War Queen begins walking from the far cell slowly making her way down the holding block.
War Queen Leah: Then there’s you, Ripley. Jesus Christ, we’re just handing out title shots around here aren’t we? The Simple Man that’s garnered a bit of success as he randomly won the MHW Tag Team Titles on a house show many moons ago and the inaugural AMMO TV Champion. You’ve done pretty well for yourself over on AMMO though, Ripley. That much I’ll give to you. It’s time to step up to the big leagues. It’s time to enter my realm and well, that didn’t work out too well for you the last go around. When all is said and done, I got a plan for you, Simple Man. Take your ass back out to that cabin in the middle of nowhere. Lock yourself inside and become the recluse you know you want to become. You stand between me and history and I’m not going to allow you to take that away from me on the biggest night in my career.
Leah reaches the end of the hall near the doorway. She pauses, gripping the large metal door by the handle.
War Queen Leah: That only leaves “The Ring-Worn Warrior” Alastair Frost; my brother in Coven. Alastair is a man on a mission and someone I have fought beside in the trenches. No one better sleep on him because, if you do, you’ll end up just like that little pissant Ace Starr tapping out. What Rob is trying to do is turn Coven against one another and it starts with Frost and I fighting each other over the right to be named the final MHW Hardcore Champion. What he fails to realize is Frost and I are on the same page. I mentioned when I came into MHW that I had a hunger. That hunger took a long time to even begin to be filled. Actually, it took Psycho and I beating the fucking piss out of each other at Myrrhder She Wrote to even attempt to satiate that hunger. Alastair shares that same hunger. If you think we have any problem spilling a little blood amongst Coven then you’re sorely mistaken. I will stop at nothing to keep the MHW Hardcore title around my waist. Alastair knows it. Gabriel Ohio knows it. Jansen Myrrh knows it. Emily Falls knows it. Sunday night, we go down in history; some more than others. For me, I plan on going down in the annals of time as the final Hardcore and Tag Team Champion and I dare anyone to stop me.
Welcome to The Endgame, bitches!
With that, The War Queen slams the door shut behind her as the scene goes black.
Alastair had stepped into the main hall of the administrative building of the base in his formal dress. He hated being in the outfit but he knew that he needed to be in it since a gathering of those who held positions of command to discuss matters of the base, including the officers and enlisted personnel stationed there. He placed his hat under his arm as he narrowed his eyes to the operator that was tagging along with him to film his last promotional for MHW.
“The time has come for the world of Mile High Wrestling to come to an end. To be brutally honest, I have to be disappointed that it must end. I understand that the world of wrestling is a chaotic one but it does not mean that I will not cause the end of MHW to be as chaotic as possible by making my last match here a memorable one for everyone that is in attendance and those watching on the SE network.”
Alastair rolled his eyes at Robert Mack’s machinations and possible plans for the final episode of Throwdown in Mile High Wrestling but he kept to himself what he really thought about the company’s owner.
“Speaking of chaos, it seems that our illustrious owner seems to have tapped into a sadistic side that the rest of the world doesn’t know about when it comes to the booking of my match. He must have a death wish in his soul when he decided to make a fatal 4 way match to determine the last ever MHW Hardcore champion with an attempt to put the Coven at odds with each other.”
Alastair shook his head in disappointment about his boss but he knew that he couldn’t focus on the dealings of him.
“The militaristic world that I live in is a life that I have grown accustomed to and a life that will guide me in the violent and bloody world that the hardcore match that I am placed in. The chaos of the match I am wrestling in I adore being around but the strict regimen of my military life may put me at odds with a hardcore match. A blend of violent regiment will give me a strong focus and upper hand in getting what I want, a victory.”
Alastair showed off a sadistic smile as he reminded the world about how he tended to live as a military man and as a wrestler.
“The current Hardcore champion and I may not like the fact that the boss man has decided to attempt to place a wedge in with the Coven before the doors of MHW but that doesn’t mean that Leah and I won’t put on a show for everyone to see. For those who have seen us in the ring, people will know that the Warrior Queen and the Ring-Worn Warrior have violence running through our blood. We both have the necessary ability to tap into our known sadistic tendencies against our opponents in order to claim a victory. We may be opponents this time around but we both know that we will do whatever we must do in order to keep the Hardcore championship title in the possession of the Coven when Mile High finally comes to a close.”
The sadism of his smile turned into a sarcastic one as he brought up the life that he and Leah were living as members of the Coven. It was a rare time that he had a group of allies as a unit and it was something he enjoyed since the other members of the Coven shared the same tendencies inside of the ring and away from it. He shook his head when he took notice of the former Ammo Television was involved in the match.
“Poor Ripley, he has fallen on similar hard time that I had fallen on in recent times. He lost the Ammo Television championship against the dreamer of the Shieldmaidens and when he had the chance to regain the title from her, he failed miserably. I know that I failed in claiming the title myself in the first match that we had against each other but it didn’t stop me in continuing my plans of cleansing the world of the enemies of the state. Ripley, like me, want to make everyone remember him when Mile High closes by walking out of the match with the Hardcore championship but he doesn’t have the sadomasochistic and bloody instinct to tap into the violent nature of this match to claim the victory. The Master Tactician will deal with the enemies of the state in his own way and if it involves doing some killing of a former enemy, I will do it.”
A loud groan is heard from Alastair when he realized who the 4th person was involved in the match. He didn’t care about who were hearing the groans coming from him as he made his thoughts known about the man.
“Why Ace Starr is even involved in this match is beyond reason. He has proved on more than one occasion that he is not worth the time or space that he takes up in any match he participated in. If anyone has forgotten, I took the initiative of removing Ace from the world when I stopped his match with Ransom from happening. The air time of that match was not worthy it and I will gladly remind Ace that his skill in the ring is as pathetic as his skill on the microphone. He is someone that will only be remembered as the person that will be laid a bloody and bruised mess at the end of the match.”
“I hope that isn’t directed to anyone on this base Colonel?”
Alastair heard the voice of a 1 star General that was involved in the meeting.
“No Sir it is not.”
“The Ring Worn Soldier will not be trifled or messed with in such a bloody and violent environment. It is an environment that makes me feel right at home!”
Alastair placed on his hat on and headed to the hall along with the general with a snarl under his breath as he looked forward to the Hardcore title match.
Last Edit: Feb 15, 2020 14:20:40 GMT -6 by Deleted
I watched on my monitor backstage what Alaistair Frost had to say about me, what the 'War Queen' Leah had to say and I already knew what Ripley would say.
I looked into the camera and decided speak my mind for thebvery last time in Mile High Wrestling.
Ace Starr: It has come down to this, the last battle, the final frontier. Tonight, for the very first time in my short and tragic career I enter without Agent Gostaple tonight. Facts are that since Stanton and Mack parted ways, Stanton didn't want to pay us tonight. Mack? He didn't want to either, despite my talent. After a full day of negotiations, eventually I would sit at a table featuring a representative of both Mile High and Stanton. Long story short, we agreed a deal, it's not a deal that measures anywhere near to the market valuation of Ace Starr but for one night only? What's a star to do?
I paused briefly to collect my chain of thought.
Ace Starr: Mile High couldn't afford Gostaple tonight, that's in the hands of lawyers now though. Trust me, you don't want to fuck with Gostaple in a court of law, his lawfully entitled chat is astute and on his best day up there with our very own AMV IV.
Starr picks up a bottlenof water lying on his table, it is a Stanton Enterprise branded label. On the side you can even see Ricky Stanton standing next to a mountain as if he purified the water himself.
Ace Starr: so it's set in stone. My last fight heee, I get to take out a few confused goths and an even more confused Shieldmaiden, you know, it's almost like how it was supposed to be when I first arrived here.
Ace takes another sip of his water before continuing
Ace Starr: I walk out Hardcore Champion tonight, hell, even if I don't I get to take the scalps of some utterly revolting and disgusting people It shocks me that Mile High management would want to try and disfigure their best looking talent. Well actually, it doesn't surprise me at all. Nothing has surprised me here. One thing that will surprise everyone though is when the plot twist sets in snd I leave not only the sexiest star in this terrible town with not only the best looks but also the Hardcore Championship.
Ace takes one last sip
Ace Starr: I wish I could say it has been a pleasure but I would be lying. I will see you tonight you bunch of freaks and bitches.
Scene zooms in on the face of Pretty Ricky Stanton on the side of the water bottle before fading to black.
Admin: Note that the deadlines have changed. I made the change for the convenience of the other judges.
May 17, 2021 15:21:30 GMT -6
Admin: Hope everyone is enjoying their 4th of July weekend/week/day! 💪💯💯
Jul 4, 2021 14:22:58 GMT -6
Admin: Where do yall hist photos? I'm thinking about switching sites, because I'm paying a monthly subscription for Photobucket and they got watermarks back on my images. I'm guessing it's a glitch or something, but it's already been two days.
Aug 7, 2021 6:56:18 GMT -6
The Purge: I use Imgur - and I've never paid a cent for their services, and no water marks
Aug 7, 2021 8:48:13 GMT -6
Deleted: o.o Lord, Rob! Get away from Photobucket ASAP! I’m with Haircin — use Imgur. It’s way better and costs nothing.
Aug 8, 2021 16:28:35 GMT -6
Admin: I appreciate yall! ✊💯💯 Ima look into it this week. Apologies to everyone if some of the images for the show tonight have that Photobucket watermark. I didn't have the time today obviously to make any switches. But I will make time this week. 💯💯
Aug 8, 2021 17:43:04 GMT -6
Admin: Katrina will probably be happy too as she was just telling me I was crazy for paying monthly for a photo host. Lol.
Aug 8, 2021 17:44:00 GMT -6
Admin: ***NOTE*** I moved the deadline up 12 hours to give the judges an extra day to read over the rps.
Aug 10, 2021 15:29:37 GMT -6
Admin: Started messing with Imgur today and confirmed to myself that Imgur was the original photo host I was using for Season One and the beginning of Season Two of MHW. Something made me mad and thats when I switched to Photobucket. I don't remember what though.
Aug 12, 2021 16:08:47 GMT -6
Admin: Ima still switch back to it though, because the Photobucker watermarks are still showing up on some images.
Aug 12, 2021 16:09:19 GMT -6
Admin: ***Just A Reminder*** The new deadline is less than 24 hours away. 💪💯💯
Aug 20, 2021 9:45:58 GMT -6
cmosh: Marisol Vilaró is Spanish, she is from Spain
Sept 14, 2021 22:50:17 GMT -6
Admin: Noted 💪💯💯 So I can get Rrina to teach me how to pronounce her name.
Sept 15, 2021 15:35:32 GMT -6
cmosh: Don't worry I don't know how to pronounce it either. She is actually played by someone else, so it is sometimes hard to do RP's with them due to our work schelduce but I am alound to use the character over here
Sept 15, 2021 19:28:12 GMT -6
Admin: Trying something different with the match writing, based off of research and just to try something new. It's a hit or miss concept, so feedback would be appreciated. ThrowDown will also debut the new layout concept. AMMO will start with that new layout...
Sept 18, 2021 8:35:55 GMT -6
Admin: ...on the following AMMO. This AMMO will just have the new match writing idea.
Sept 18, 2021 8:36:32 GMT -6
cmosh: I want to apologize to everyone for not doing a rp this week. Just been a tough week at work and other things got in the way as well, again I'm really sorry for not rping this week
Sept 18, 2021 21:07:43 GMT -6
Admin: It happens, brudda!
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