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Post by Admin on Sept 20, 2021 12:11:18 GMT -6
 Tag Team Match
"War Queen" Leah Aguero and "Trauma" Gabriel Ohio vs Chris Mosh and Anastasia BaudelaireRoleplay Limit: ONE per handlerRoleplay Deadline: Saturday, October 2, 2021 @ 7AM Central |
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Post by anastasiabaudelaire on Oct 1, 2021 13:43:19 GMT -6
Anastasia Baudelaire has finally gotten the match she has been asking for for so long. By talking about Skrabz and Leah Aguero in her roleplays, she has been obviously only getting herself closer to a match that she probably never wanted. But, being Anastasia Baudelaire, the beautiful supermodel who isn't afraid of anyone, she will obviously be saying otherwise.
Today she is once again on the sofa that seems to be her favorite, as she is always sitting on it. She has a magazine with her face on it beside her, and a tray of cheese and crackers on a table in front of her that she is eating from. Also there is one servant on each side of the sofa fanning her. And of course, a mirror sits next to the tray on the table and she occasionally looks at herself in it.
When she finally notices that the cameraman is recording her, she puts the cracker that she is holding down and rolls her eyes while groaning.
"Is it possible that you can be any more annoying? It seems you follow me everywhere. I thought my days of being chased by paparazzi were over. I should be the one calling you to record me for my promos. Instead, you just barge into my mansion to record me. Yes, and that really sounds creepy. Unless.."
Anastasia looks at her servants that are fanning her.
"One of you are letting the cameraman in?! This is MY home! This could be considered illegal if you want it to be! I understand that I absolutely love to talk about my opponents, but I could easily just tell this cameraman to come over to do my promo, since he obviously knows where I live."
Anastasia gestures for her servants to leave angrily. They obviously know what to do. Instead of just leaving, they clear off the table, put it away and then leave. Anastasia waits patiently for them to finish. While they are cleaning up Anastasia has time to calm down and she has time for her red face to return to it's original color. Then she finally starts talking.
"I was actually pretty happy with what had been happening lately. Pursuing a singles career is definately what I wanted but I wasn't getting when teaming up with Chris Mosh. Mais maintenant ? Now I am teaming up with Chris Mosh for the second or third time, I don't even remember because I don't even care. I mean, we won our match against The Cross, but I'm the one who sent them packing, I'm the one who pinned Anthony, Chris Mosh was not. Come to think of it Chris, have you won any matches without me? I know for sure you couldn't beat me because we've fought before, and I won. Also, I can't trust that you'll be helpful this week because you lost your last match. So on ThrowDown I won't be doubting that we'll lose - we may be fighting two of the top people in MHW, but I think we'll win, it just won't be Chris Mosh pinning one of our opponents, it'll be me."
Anastasia points at herself with a big smile on her face.
"One of those opponents is Leah Aguero. You call yourself the war queen, and I've seen why you think you are. I don't know why, but I feel like that idea of yours to be the queen of MHW isn't completely original."
Anastasia puts a finger on her chin before making a big smile.
"Oh yeah, because I'm the real queen of MHW! Pas toi!"
Anastasia begins laughing and after she's done she pauses to flip her hair behind her.
"And the way you want everyone to kiss your boot is disgusting. You're feet probably stink so bad I would probably have to have my face at least 3 feet away from it. Even with the boots on."
Anastasia plugs her nose and makes a face.
"In fact, you are probably smell to begin with. Since you think you're a queen or whatever, you probably think you can't draw your own bath water but since you're not really a queen you don't have anyone to do it for you except for that red headed woman and that man with the giant beard, who are probably busy drawing bath water for their precious championships so that they stay shiny. And for your information, I have servants drawing my bath water because I'm so rich. Anyway, I'll have to buy some nose clips at the store on Sunday so that I won't be able to smell you."
Anastasia laughs and then pauses again to flip her hair behind her.
"And then I am fighting Gabriel Ohio. Tu es effrayant mais je n’ai pas peur de toi. I mean you're scary to other people. You've beaten Skrabz, but everyone doesn't even realize that I've beaten someone who's beat Skrabz twice. Isn't that close enough? I've beaten Azurine Vebbins, and Azurine Vebbins has beat Skrabz two times. And when I beat you and Leah on Sunday, I would have beat two people who have beat Skrabz twice. I mean, Skrabz isn't all that great, but everyone considers him great, so I suppose it's still an 'honor.'"
Anastasia shrugs.
"But it doesn't matter anyway, because even though I'm not scared of you, I know you'll do more than just chip my nails, which is already bad enough. And I'm too pretty to be stepping in the ring with you, so I'll leave that to Chris Mosh. If I was any other woman on this roster I would step into the ring with you without a bit of hesitation though. But Anastasia Baudelaire is way too beautiful to fight you. Chris Mosh isn't, so you don't have to worry Ohio, you'll have someone to squash. Because you may be scary on the outside, but I know that deep inside you're probably very scared of me. Vous êtes probablement terrifié par moi. And you wouldn't be able to beat me."
Anastasia is pointing to herself as she says this.
"And the great thing is I'll be celebrating all by myself because hopefully Gabriel Ohio would have knocked Chris Mosh out or something, and I will be number one contender for the Ultimate Championship, and I will be the person that beats both Azurine Vebbins and Gabriel Ohio, who have both beat Skrabz twice, and of course, I will be the beautiful supermodel that I am. Ahhhh, it will be the best day of my life. I can't even wait until Sunday."
Anastasia gazes up into the sky. Then she looks back down with a smile on her face.
"Because on Sunday, not only will my match be on the headline, which is great, but on the headline it will say, 'Anastasia Baudelaire and Chris Mosh defeat 'War Queen' Leah Aguero and Gabriel Ohio', and no one will pay any attention to the words Chris Mosh, but instead everyone will be looking at my name and they will all call me the queen. And then two weeks later, I will get a title match and I will win and I will be called Ultimate Champion and it will be me versus Skrabz at Black Magic...It will all happen just because of what I will do to Leah and Ohio on Sunday."
Anastasia sighs with an even bigger smile on her face.
"I can't wait till then. So I'll see all three of you on Sunday - but I will be the one standing tall."
Anastasia smiles as she reclines back into her sofa and closes her eyes, still smiling as the camera fades.
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leah
MHW Superstar
MHW Ultimate Champion
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Post by leah on Oct 1, 2021 13:58:10 GMT -6
The scene opens up inside the home of the Queendom in Chicago, Illinois. The ever present throne of The War Queen sits in the background as Leah Aguero walks past. She passes by the MHW Ultimate and Tag Team Titles as well as the NFW Trios Titles. She takes a seat at the bar where Mighty J Jed Coffey is already standing shirtless with a bow tie around his neck.
Jed Coffey: The usual, my Queen?
Leah Aguero: Let’s change it up a bit today, no? You decide.
Jed Coffey: Right away.
Jed turns to a wall of liquor behind him and grabs a bottle of Teremana Tequila. He fills a tumbler with ice, pours the tequila in and tops off with a spritz of tonic water and lime. He slides the glass across the counter where Leah takes a sip. She tips her head to Coffey before turning around to the camera.
Leah Aguero: So many of you feel that you can just step up to the Queen and walk away unscathed. Hell, you think you can come at the Queendom in general but the end results are always the same. Eavan Maloney believed she was worthy to stand before the Queen and yet where is she now? Begging and pleading for someone to sign her out of her own mandated retirement. How quickly the tides change with only a few passing months. El Diablo Blanco, the luchadork, thought he could step before the Queen as well. He put up a valiant fight but just like so many before him, he too was slain at the hands of the War Queen. The Wild Hunt took a shot at the Queendom but the Second City Riot Squad beat them time and time again. Today, they are no longer a unit. Kara Carter lost her smile, picked up her bags and went home. Don’t give me some bullshit about how your 4 month contract with Mile High Wrestling was up and you decided not to renew. No matter your reasons, another one bites the dust. The Queendom continues to stand tall while so many others fall at our feet.
The War Queen grabs her glass from the bar top and takes another sip.
Leah Aguero: We’ve already come to see our next challenger to the throne. It comes in the form of a whiny, manipulative, no talent hack of an artist known as Skrabal Stanzas. His time will come but, for now, we have two more souls that have stumbled upon our path. Christopher Mosh and Anastasia Baudelaire. It’s actually quite sad the more I think about it. These two hapless souls, ones that don’t even care to actually team together other than to make a feeble attempt at notoriety, have drawn the unlucky card of going against my former Coven mate, Gabriel Ohio, and myself. There have certainly been questions afoot about our current relationship or lack thereof. When Mile High Wrestling returned, we didn’t see the return of Jansen Myrrh. We didn’t see the return of Double Team Ihari. We didn’t see the return of Alastair Frost. Emily Falls found a new calling in the form of referee and we hadn’t quite seen the reemergence of Gabriel Ohio. The War Queen Leah Aguero was the final Coven member standing. That is, until Gabriel Ohio made his return. Still, it was not until two weeks ago that the world saw Ohio and myself trade a nod. It left the world wondering: Is there a Coven reunion? The now Emily Mack has led many to believe this is so by scheduling this pseudo reunion for Throwdown. Only time will tell what our true intentions are.
The War Queen winks at the camera as if there are cards she isn’t showing.
Leah Aguero: So that leaves the two ill-fated souls that must find a way to contend against the powerhouse that is your Queen and the omnipotent Gabriel Ohio; the only man to ever defeat Skrabal Stanzas twice. The ever confident Christopher Mosh, a man who’s greatest accomplishments have been the sidekick partner of Ripley or the guy that was banging a referee. It doesn’t matter what you call yourself, Mr. Mosh. The Party Boy, Mr. Ammo, VIP. Your fate has already been sealed. Your confidence, while admirable, does not hold a candle to what my dear friend, Gabriel Ohio, and I have to offer. You are dismissed.
The War Queen waves her hand dismissing the very thought of Chris Mosh.
Leah Aguero: Then there’s Anastasia Baudelaire. I’m not going to lie. I actually kind of like Anastasia. She’s got spunk and, unlike Christopher Mosh, she doesn’t need to rely on manipulating female referees in order to get what she wants. It’s that toxic behavior that makes me sick and I will not have that among my Queendom. Still, Anastasia Baudelaire drew the short straw this week. No matter how much talent, no matter how much spunk, she has to deliver, her fate was sealed the moment the match was signed. Anastasia, you have but one option to redeem yourself from teaming with Christopher Mosh: S’agenouiller devant la reine.
Leah stands up from her seat and gives an unenthusiastic curtsy before grabbing her glass of tequila once more.
Leah Aguero: Now, to our final bit of business. As you are all aware because you follow my social media presence ever so closely, the Queendom will be having a special guest with us this Sunday. The ever gracious Queen that I am held a drawing for those that would feature a handpicked Meet and Greet with yours truly. The results came in and one Charly Santos will be joining the Queendom for the day. Yes, the merciful Queen that I am has hand selected a peasant to join the ranks and live like royalty for the day. So I expect each and every one of you to behave accordingly. Especially you, Gabriel Ohio. Long live the Queen and bend thy knee. The Queendom has arrived.
The War Queen swallows the last of her drink and slides it down the bar top. Before it can go flying off, Jed steps in and grabs the glass. In the background he winks at the camera before all goes black.
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cmosh
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Post by cmosh on Oct 1, 2021 20:38:37 GMT -6
*Cameras come in on Chris Mosh as he is laying back as he has a pretty, Asian lady giving him a manicure and another one giving him a pedicure as he looks over at the camera a smirk*
Mosh: welcome MHW followers as you get to see how a true V.I.P lives and not how a fake, wannabe, French model. Now before I got on about her and everyone else is this match, I want to talk about how Robby Mac is finally stepping down from some of the duties and put Genral Mangers in charge of Ammo and Throwdown, which is something I see as an improvement but again we will see how that turns out.
*Chris still laying back with the ladies doing work he has another girl walk over a give him a drink as he takes it with his free hand and take a sip of it*
Mosh: Now I’m going to talk to my good, old friend Emily Falls or as she is now Ms. Emily Mack. Now Emily are you crazy for putting me in this match or did you forget what happened to me at Ammo. I mean you’re putting me in the ring with Mr. Gabriel Ohio and The Queen of MHW right now, Leah Aguero. Now Emily, I don’t know if this is payback for all the time, I kicked your head off or what but as a friend I don’t know why you would do this and not only that you are following your mother’s idea as you are keeping me and that old, French, trying to like me Anastais Baudelaire.
Now Emily I’m not mad at you due to you still being new to this GM job but you do something like this again and we might have to have words, little lady.
*Chris takes another sip of a drink which is in his free hand*
Mosh: Now on to my partner, Anateriasia Baldlare. I see you want the glory or a death wish but I know you are going to want me to stay out of your way and I will do it for this match. You want to do this by yourself, I agree with you and you can do this by yourself. I will gladly be at ringside a watch you get killed and maybe help my manager, Marsol Vilaró, give out some protein bars, with a pamphlet about how to apply for the Vilaró System. I hope that is the team player you want because I’m going to do that for you Ms. Allantiasis Bordwine.
*Chris laughs as the Asian women doing his manicure moves to the other side of his chair as she is going to start his other hand*
Mosh: Ok now I guess I start about the Champ and Ohio, but what do I say about two of the top 3 superstars on this roster. I mean we have the Queen who is the champ and has been the champ from day one and then we have Mr. Ohio who as beaten Skrabz not once but twice. I look at this and see why would I want to do this beside maybe beating the Queen and maybe getting a shot the Mile High Championship but she is the Queen for a reason, so my partner is going to say about how she doesn’t care about that but they will kill her and I will enjoy that.
*Chris looks at his free hand as he then smirks*
Mosh: so, Emily I do apologize if I don’t do what you wanted me to do in this match but I have a life to live still.
Mosh Out
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Post by Gabriel Ohio on Oct 1, 2021 22:40:12 GMT -6
~:...The Prophecy Fulfilled...:~
Just like that.
The illusion of grandeur...shattered.
Both incarnations of Ohio have defeated the “Man Like Skrabz.”
No fluke.
Undeniable.
Undisputed.
Man like Skrabz…
Man?
Nah.
Ohio’s bitch?
That…
...was inevitable.
~:...The Hors d'oeuvres…:~
The sound of calming and subtle piano music soothes the ear drums. The table in front of Ohio is adorned with a white tablecloth, ornate with a duo of candelabras, each housing five red candles, lit with a warm flame dancing on their wicks.
Sitting in all their glory, several elegant Hors d'oeuvres showcase the talent of the chef.
The nasal senses are caressed into life with the delicate scent of freshly cooked snacks such as Figs with bacon and chilli, Savory Mushroom with parmesan palmiers, Smoked Salmon Rillettes and many other classy dishes to get the palette drooling.
Ohio’s hand dances slowly to the delicate beat from the piano, his eyes are closed and he smiles humming the sounds, and his other hand delicately adjusts the napkin tucked into the front of his neck collar.
A peaceful scene it would be if not for the blood stained bandages that hide his face.
Ohio chooses to sample a couple of the dishes on offer, audibly showcasing his appreciation of the taste.
“This is one of many things in life that people take for granted. The ability to chew food for example. Having the ability to walk is another. Skrabz was denied these basic capabilities by my hands but relax, this is only temporary. Skrabz is too stubborn to allow a title opportunity to pass him by and thus Mack’s big money match for his beloved pay per view revenue will remain unaffected.
Technically Robert, I probably just saved you another million dollars in revenue by not ending Skrabz for good.
That is at least two million dollars that you should thank me for, when you did not have to pay the bounty and recent events previously mentioned.
Now I eat like a king, or perhaps, a queen.”
Ohio slumps back in his chair. His smile fades and the tension in the room rises. A few seconds pass that feels like many minutes, before Ohio shatters the silence with his words.
“Now I wonder just what is left for me here in this cesspit that the Warqueen calls her kingdom? This barren land where daughters hate their mothers, sisterhoods are fragile and underdogs get whipped back into their kennels.
Yet here I stand, a gladiator in a colosseum, I am the one gladiator that was hated but with each passing moment, each passing bath of brutality I run, they turn. Slowly they start to cheer.
Did you know that when a gladiator of old is successful in the arena he is often rewarded, more often than not by a noble, or sometimes royalty.
Their reward?
More often than not was to bed them.
So I wonder?
War Queen Leah, when do your legs open? Where is my reward?”
Ohio leans forward, placing his arm on the table, his look is still stern and unblinking.
A wry smile eventually appears.
“I jest. I have no interest in rewards or the appetites of the flesh. I am not so easily bought with what simple minds and simple people commonly need.
All you have to do is continue what you done have so far this season. Be it as Coven members or that killer instinct that inhabits your body. Your methods have unquestionably brought you results, you bring that side of you and we will have no issues but tell your puppets to stay out of this otherwise I cannot guarantee their safety…”
Ohio picks up a glass of wine, he swirls it in the glass before inhaling its aroma and then drinking it with a delicate poise we are not accustomed to with Ohio before he replaces the now empty glass.
“So this is the life you chose Anastasia. Dining on delicacies while you look down the nose of those you employ or perhaps those you are stepping on. I know your type very well and I have dealt with oh so many of you in the past.
Every single one of them….were screamers.
There is a lesson that you will learn come Throwdown and it will be a hard lesson for you to accept and that is that beauty is only skin deep and we all look the same when the flesh comes off.”
Ohio smashes the glass off the side of his bandaged face, the wounded side. Some of the shards stick into the bandages and a small amount of blood seeps through.
“You have no idea do you?
By the end of the night…
You will.
You showcase such provado, not afraid of anything, then I ask you this question.
How can you possibly make such a statement when in your young life, you have not seen or felt everything? By the end of the night, you will fear something.
ME!
Anastasia Baudelaire.
By the time I am finished with you, the beauty will become the beast.
Your flesh is just so ripe.
And just like a freshly picked fruit, I am going to peel the flesh from your body.
That's right.
PEEL!!
Can your mind truly comprehend just what it takes to be able to peel the flesh off a human?
We will see just how long your mind holds before it breaks. What will break first, the mirror with your new look or your sanity?
I long to find out, I long to test just what makes you tick!
You looked down the end of your nose at us, the tables will turn as society always shuns the deformed and we will see how humble you become when your money maker is no longer an option.”
A waiter arrives. He places the remnants of the appetisers on the trolley and wheels it away as a second waiter arrives carrying two silver plates covered by silver cloches.
Ohio continues, not acknowledging the waiters.
“...then there is you.
V.I.P Chris Mosh, a former Tag Champ.
Finally you get what you have asked for and campaigned for.
An opportunity.
The chance to showcase yourself and play in the upper echelons of Mile High Wrestling.
Oooh so exciting!”
Ohio fakes shaking with excitement.
“Time to get your opportunity! McCamish Pavilion, in Atlanta. Teaming with Annastasia against the Warqueen Leah and Trauma Gabriel Ohio.
What do you do?”
Ohio goes from exaggerated excitement to a look of disappointment.
“You bitch and moan about it!
I find it so ironic that before this came to light you and Anastasia hate each other but yet are so alike, looking down at people and showcasing narcissistic traits.
Yet where you differ is that she actually is showcasing some courage while you are a coward.
You asked me if you could watch as we destroyed Anastasia.
My father used to watch and enjoy seeing my mother suffer.
You are just...like...him.”
Ohio is beginning to shake, despite the bandages it is fairly obvious his rage is consuming him, he regains his composure...barely.
“You want to enjoy watching her suffer?
You are eager to witness her downfall yet you have condemned yourself to a worse fate.
You are nothing more than an insect that I am going to enjoy stepping on and the crunch of your spine will be music to my ears as you do not deserve to have one.
I will make you scream for me to stop and I will make you realise that regardless of V.I.P status you bleed just like everyone of us and it is the exact same colour, the only difference is yours will escape from your body as I open the doors that are your veins.”
Ohio removes the cloche’s to reveal the main course. On the plates, one per plate, is the head of Chris Mosh with the top half of the skull missing, showcasing an exposed brain.
The other plate contains the peeled flesh, the face of Anastasia, make up, lipstick and all.
“The Main course…”
Ohio picks up his fork and jams it into the brain of “Mosh.”
The brain comes away from the skull and is on the end of the fork. Ohio looks at the brain and chomps deep into it and rips chunks out with his teeth. A minute or so passes.
“I told you Mosh that you can showcase some brains and not turn up. You have not heeded my warning. So you clearly do not need this."
Ohio points at the brain briefly and then Ohio tosses the brain away. He slides the plate with the face closer to himself and begins to use a knife and fork to cut pieces of the face flesh and eats it in the same way someone eats a pancake. When he is done he dabs the corner of his mouth with the napkin delicately and the piano music continues to add to the ambience of the scene.
“Let us see how many posters you sell Anastasia when the main reason they photo you is no longer available, permanently.
La belle devient la bête et aucune rose enchantée ne restituera ce qui vous a été enlevé, Anastasia.
But who knows?
I hear the hunchback of Notre Dame needs some company and he can be the attractive one of the two of you.”
Ohio laughs that evil cackle. He becomes serious again shortly after and points directly into the soul of the camera.
“There is only pain and suffering that awaits both of you. There will be no pity or remorse but if you are lucky you may be spared a worse fate, if you kiss the queen's boot.
If she lets you...you might not be worthy by the time I am done with you.
There are fates worse than death. Let me introduce one to you.
Gabriel Ohio, at your service.”
Ohio smiles once again before mouthing the words ‘tick tock tick tock’ as the scene fades to black.
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