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| PlayerOne | May 11 2018, 02:22 AM Post #1 |
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Backstage Caledonia, Eris, Amber Ryan and the Forsaken come together in preparation for Cali’s match against Ourboros’ Cassandra. Cali, taking up the position of authority within the august group of would-be saviours locks eyes with each of her allies, sharing in the solemn moment, before turning back toward the entrance ramp beyond the curtain. ???:Oh wow. The Avengers really have assembled. What could have otherwise been a tense prelude to a heroic moment is ruined by the interjection of the CWF’s resident Black and Green Power-Ranger, Impakt. Caledonia: Sorry kid, no time to talk. Impakt: Actually that’s kinda why I’m here. The Shadow: Beg your pardon? Impakt: I want to join this fight. You know take the battle to the bad-guys and save the day. All that jazz. Amber: Since when are we babysitters? The Shadow: Calm, let’s hear the boy out. Caledonia: We haven’t got the time Shadow. Sorry Impakt but this isn’t for you. Impakt: But I’m ready to switch the difficulty to Hard mode and go all out. Caledonia: You’ve got heart, and some in-ring talent, we can all agree on that. But out there against Ouroboros there are no cheat-codes, or quick-saves. Or any of that nonsense. They are out to hurt us, and we are out to hurt them. I’m sorry but you are not ready. Impakt: But- Amber: C’mon kid, outta our way. We’re here to kick arse! Impakt stammers, struggling to find the right words as the group pass him by, all going their way while Cali disappears beyond the entrance curtain. Some clap the boy’s shoulder and give him a look of sympathy, but Impakt’s gaze is downwards, unable to meet their eyes. When the last of the group has disappeared Impakt clenches his fists. Impakt: ‘Not ready…’ Ain’t nobody got time for that! I was born ready! They’ll see! Guess it’s gonna be a solo mission! |
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