Post by Mischa Killings on Apr 21, 2018 19:13:55 GMT -8
THE DEATH NOTE: Prologue
Circus freaks and neon paint are all that are visible. Like a scene out of Batman Forever, the freaks have indeed made their appearance at night. One freak in particular has caught our eye of course, the one and only Mischa Killings. The abstract neon paint looks like bolts of lightening against her long hooded trench coat. The neon eyes stare deep into the cameras while walking amongst the flaming garbage cans and neon colors in contrast with the blacklit warehouse.
"California Wrestling Division doesn't have the proper tools to weather the storm."
"California Wrestling Division doesn't have the proper tools to stop the killings. Death is inevitable, and stepping up against someone such as myself is considered the signing of a death waiver. Your life is no longer in your hands Talia."
"You're entering the danger zone Talia. You can clearly see that this is not the realm you are used to. I was not cut from a cloth, I was merely ripped from the coat tail and sewn onto the patch of a suit coat. Where I was once seen as a weakness, I am not a strength. A missing piece. I make CWD solid."
Mischa removes the trench coat completely now, draping it onto a steel rod hanging out of a piece of concrete. Dressed in jeans over a white singlet she stands confidently in front of a door leading to an unknown room.
"Not only do I make CWD solid, I make the roster three times as competitive. I will not be stopped. The death of many will come from the blackened soul."
