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Post by "Arcane" Klusa White on Dec 5, 2011 18:07:43 GMT -5
Klusa enters.
I really need to work on a template entrance. I hate using one sentence entrances but never feel like writing a unique entrance every time.
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Post by Jaggeroth's wench. on Dec 5, 2011 23:43:16 GMT -5
Wolfie enters
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Post by Brad Windsor on Dec 8, 2011 8:57:18 GMT -5
Shortly after the introduction of the second participant, a member of the backstage staff indicated so by the black “staff” T-shirt, appeares from behind the curtains and starts running down the ramp towards the ring. Soon he reaches the squared circle and climbs up the steps but still remaining on the apron of the outside; he travels over near the ring announcer and whispers something in his ear. The announcer looks up and beckons to the referee who moves towards the duo. To apparently conclude the short discussion that resulted from the small gathering, the referee shrugs his shoulders and walks back to his corner. The announcer takes a couple of strides away from the ropes as the member of the backstage staff jumps off the apron.
Charlie Coors: Ladies and gentlemen, by the direct decree of the TNT’s General Manager this bout will now be fought as a three way.
Big Al: What! Oh come on, how is this fair! These two were preparing for a one on one match against each other for weeks now, readying themselves to undisputedly resolve their differences once and for all, and now we find out there is going to be a third participant! This is ridiculous! Colin: This is exciting! What are you talking about! We’re going to have a mystery opponent! Everybody loves those!
The lazy silence through the arena is suddenly reinvigorated by the mass murmuring amongst the fans who seem bemused and to some extent delighted. Entirely reacting in the opposite way are the two competitors within the ring. Both Wolverina and Klusa simultaneously decide to rage at the official for this sudden change in events. However, all that the referee has to say about the matter is to hold his hands up and shake his head reminding the athletes that this is not his doing; therefore it is out of his power to do anything about it. This only helps to further frustrate Wolfie and Klusa, causing the rivals to start jabbing fingers and trash talk to each other. The official is forced to intervene.
The suspense in the air having reached its maximum following a minute of pause post the announcement, the arena darkens and the screen above the entrance comes alive. The moment the picture of a small five-rung ladder comes up, the arena explodes. The starting riffs of “Jesus of Cool” by Skew Siskin are momentarily drowned in the explosion of noise. The frantic cheering continues while the flickering sliver and blue lights within the arena prime up the stage for what promises to be the third coming of one of the most controversial competitors to ever set foot into a GHW ring.
“I didn't get laid last night and I'm gonna take it out on you! I'm starting me a religion and everyone's gonna get screwed! Yes they will! Oh yes they will!”
Big Al: What!? Colin: Oh boy!
The upper half of her facial features hidden in the shadow of a hooded, flimsy jacket designed in intricate shapes of various types of snakes, Kahlan walks out onto the stage. The Ladder Queen unceremoniously strikes a pose by upholding an unusually straight posture. A couple seconds later she throws the hood back revealing her characteristic cold and emotionless expression. Her eyes icy cold, she sweeps a calculated glance over the crowds within the arena before she begins her descent towards the ring.
“I wrote me ten commandments and the first one's all about you Thou shalt spread your legs honey, It's time to try something real new, Real new!”
Whilst on her way, striding purposefully towards the squared circle, an epic chant spreads like wild fire through the arena bringing the event to new dramatic heights. “WE WANT LADDERS! WE WANT LADDERS! WE WANT LADDERS!” The support for the unanimous chanting increases as and in no time at all almost the entire population of the spectators join in. The Special one however doesn’t even lose a beat on her march to the ring and quickly slides herself in. She springs up to her feet and turns to climb up the buckles of the nearest corner to stand up tall and once again throw a cold look at the chanting people below her. Colin: Listen to the fans Al. These people know what they want!
TBC
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