The lights in the arena go out, plunging the crowd into darkness. There is a slow beat that seeps from the speakers. As the main music of The Devil's Rejects hits the speakers, red lights turn on focusing on the stage. Standing in the center of it is a figure wearing a long hooded coat alongside a woman standing off the side and to the back. Rex Kobra, ready for more violence, and his sister accompanying her high priest as she must. He stands for a moment on the stage, staring at the ring. He quickly throws his arms up and out to his sides, prompting a burst of flames to erupt on either side of him. As the flames die down, the rest of the lights turn on all red as well, bathing the entire arena in a reddish glow. He looks from the ring over his shoulder to make certain that his sister was there behind him after all.
I am the bad one Distant and cruel one I am the dream that Keeps you running down
With distraction Violent reaction Scars of my actions Watch me running out
Rex starts down the ramp after refocusing his attention, his sister following along behind. His attention now remaining fixed on the ring. He had heard some rumblings about his sister earlier but after a conversation between them, he was certain that her brain was focused once again on the task at hand. Growing the cult's influence in the hallowed halls of WWF:G. Things were only going partially to plan. Tonight, he should have been in the King of the Canvas finale but instead he was going to face an unknown. He would just have to make certain his new plaything suffered even more for his wrath.
Hell doesn't want them Hell doesn't need them Hell doesn't love them The Devil's rejects
"Introducing first, accompanied by The Vipress Ramona Tyler...he is the leader and High Priest of The Cult of the Serpent, weighing in at 328 lbs...all the way from Salem, Oregon...The Defiler.....Rex Kooooooobra."
Yeah I am the knuckle Bow down and buckle Hold your breath Your world is running down
Live for the family Die with the family All is the family My gun is running out
Rex stops at the end of end of the ramp, and raises his arms to his sides. He can feel the power of the ring. His cathedral to drag people to new found faith. He had both disappointed and elated The Serpent in recent weeks. His first loss was a blow but the way he had let his cult make themselves known and make Erynys suffer for his blasphemy was glorious. Lowering his arms, he makes his way to the steps and stomps up them. At the top, he moves to the middle of the apron and climbs into the ring by stepping over the top rope. In the ring, he moves to the center and drops to his knees. He then lowers his hood. He stares ahead of him, not focusing his gaze on the crowd but instead of the reddish glow of the lights. The red that will fuel him through the match to come.
Hell doesn't want them Hell doesn't need them Hell doesn't love them This world rejects them This world rejects them This world rejects them
Rex stands, removes his coat and aviator sunglasses, and hands them off to his sister who takes them and sets them on the steps in his corner. Then Rex stands still in the center of the ring, watching the ramp and waiting for The Serpent's next sacrifice.
The lights in the arena go out, once again, plunging the crowd into darkness.
"Coming in at one hundred thirty-eight pounds! Standing five foot six! From the exquisitely majestic land of Kawasaki, Japan! The Enigmatic Monster! Emiko! Soooooone!"
In the darkness of glittering cellphones littering the arena, a guitar riff breaks out from the speakers! With the first lyrical line uttered, a spotlight drops onstage, revealing the returning Emiko Sone! Blonde hair, red lips, with a wardrobe change to boot, kicking back to black and white, Emiko Sone smiled in all her bright! So bright, shades donned her face! Fans uproarious welcome grew her smile to sneak peak a glint of dangerous pearls!
Lonely is the night When you find yourself alone Your demons come to light And your mind is not your own Lonely is the night When there's no one left to call You feel the time is right Say the writin's on the wall, yeah
Head held high, hands laying low, behind at her sides. Soaking in admiration, as she slowly stepped her way forward in the next riff of guitar. Arena lights gradually lifted, at every step of Sone, soon blue, purple, and red lights attacked energetically in tune!
It's a high time to fight When the walls are closin' in Call it what you like This time you got to win Lonely, lonely, lonely Your spirit's sinkin' down You find you're not the only stranger in this town
Making way down ramp, she lowered her gaze to now take notice of her in ring opponent. Emiko's smile broadened, halting not even halfway down! Commencing a gleeful stare down from ramp to the man in ring!
Red lights, green lights, stop 'n go jive Headlines, deadlines jammin' your mind You been stealin' shots from the side Let your feelin' go for a ride
In the next bout of guitar riff, Enigmatic Monster put a leg forward in headbanging with the rhythm! Her long blonde locks whipped the floor before her! Throwing her head back a final time, to sooth the strands back into place. Shades thrown off from momentum, Emiko exposed an emerald eye, with the other, was purified white fabric.
There's danger out tonight The man is on the prowl Get the dynamite The boys are set to prowl Lonely is the night When you hear the voices call Are you ready for a fight? Do you wanna take it all?
A sudden sprint down ramp, at upbringing of Billy Squier singing! Monster Sone was soon sliding into the ring, up on her feet and heading straight for Rex! Arms wide open, wrapping what she could around the big man, into a hug! An eccentric greeting of her opponent left brief, backing up to start the match center ring.
Slowdown, showdown, waitin' on line Showtime, no time changin' your mind Streets are ringin', march to the sound Let your secrets follow you down
Entrance song fading away from FG's high expense speakers, Emiko Sone awaited the bell.
Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 4:23 pm
The bell rang and Rex looked over to his sister with a confused look. Looking back to Emiko, Rex cracked his neck. She gave him a hug so he would extend a hand toward her. If she accepted his handshake, he would attempt to pull her into a short arm clothesline.
Hardly batting an eye to the baited hand, being pitted against giant men so far in WWFG, had vastly given her a wiser edge to see a following pattern of a similar trait in all.
Taking a card out of her historical experience with the Freak Fox Faction, Emiko feigns acceptance in a reach out, the other slaps away Rex's rueful offer, to jet out smack up disrespect by the deceptive hand!
Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 5:51 pm
Rex's hand was smacked away. He smirked and looked down at Emiko. He looked over at his sister for a brief moment as he started to laugh. The laugh quickly cut off as he attempted to deliver a massive slap of his own to the side of Emiko's face.
Rex sent Emiko into a fog, still on her feet, turning on a stagger, arms sprawled to hold her balance! Her smile was knocked off course, only for a moment. quick to return, in form of stunned goofy grin!
Posted: Tue Jun 20, 2023 8:37 pm
With Emiko dazed, Rex would attempt to demonstrate his superior power by trying to scoop her up and slam her to the mat in a violent scoop slam.
Ditzing herself into Rex's arms.. Lifted and flipped, Emiko harshly thrown against the canvas, her back smacking off the mat, to sit up, with a hand to her arched back! Still gritting her pained face, spinning on a knee, stepping up to a stand, Emiko would be right on Rex for a flurry of knife edge chops!
Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2023 1:14 pm
Rex backed up a couple steps as he was assaulted by a flurry of knife edge chops, a wicked grin hanging on his face.
After laying out about five chops to Rex's broad chest, Emiko ready to send out a sixth one, but hesitated.. Leaning back on one of spread legs, she gave an inspective leer, taking notice of Kobra's bravado to her offense!
A smile hoisted up her face, in return of the evil grin facing Emiko. "Hey, Big Man! How'ah 'bout ya gander up at me ahfter match!" She taunted in a Southern Belle Drawl!
Raising her arms, Emiko offered a tie-up!
Posted: Fri Jun 23, 2023 1:01 pm
Rex accepted the tie-up and would attempt to transition it to a side headlock. It was a simple and basic maneuver but perhaps if he could get that arm around her throat, he could start squeezing and put her to sleep quick.
Rightly grappled into a side headlock, by the muscle bound Rex! Emiko grimaced to an arm tightening around her jugular, she quickly brought up a hand, pushing the arm! Her other hand held the side Rex, setting and bracing her legs, Emiko would attempt to work hastily in prying her head free!
Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2023 12:47 am
Emiko started to pry the arm free. As she did, another idea came to him, He released the hold and would immediately try to Irish Whip Emiko to the ropes, if he was successful, he would attempt to catch Emiko with a pop-up powerbomb.
Emiko hardly catching whiff of relief, with a yank, she was sent bounding toward the ropes and then up the ropes! Hup! One! Two! Bounding back off the mid cable, aiming a high knee to the temple of Rex!
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