Post by Deleted on May 23, 2020 21:54:46 GMT -8
AIRING IMMEDIATELY AFTER TRAUMA GOES OFF THE AIR, EXCLUSIVELY ON THE NFW NETWORK
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The camera is shaky as screams can be heard. NFW crewmembers come running by, looking back over their shoulders. Something is coming.
"RAAAAAAAAAWR!"
Dokueki comes around the corner, launching a chair over her head and through a monitor, sparks showering the hallway and walls. Yuka Hirata struts behind Dokueki, who is also followed by Charlie Grace. The Poison Dragon rips the ruined monitor off the wall, throwing it down the hallway.
"BAAAAAAKER!"
Dokueki grabs a stagehand, who cries out for help, begging the Asian woman to put her down. Charlie puts a hand on Dokueki's shoulder, whispering in her ear. The Dragon snarls, but puts the man down, shoving him into the wall. She spots an interviewer, grabbing the microphone and shoving the employee away. Dokueki stares into the camera, rage apparent in her face as she begins to speak.
"Gah-rahm Bay-kurr..."
The Poison Dragon exhales forcefully, Yuka and Charlie standing behind her at each shoulder.
"You may have beaten me... but that... you did not win with honor. So. At the next Trauma..."
Dokueki's lip curls into a snarl.
"You will not face me Gee-low-teen. No. I have a different opponent for you. The Dragon's Apprentice..."
Dokueki turns, jerking her head as if to motion someone over. A hooded figure appears, easily more muscular than the Dragon herself. The Japanese woman gives her frightening grin, reaching up and grabbing the hood.
"At the next Trauma, as chosen by Sahn-tee-ah-go, you face..."
Dokueki pulls pack the hood. The tanned skin and snarling countenance cannot be mistaken.
"Mai Blackman."
Dokueki throws the microphone down, turning and walking away, the others following her. Mai is the last to leave, staring at the camera without blinking before turning her back to reveal the symbol of the Hatchet Dragon on the back of her vest before the screen fades out as Blackman walks away.
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The camera is shaky as screams can be heard. NFW crewmembers come running by, looking back over their shoulders. Something is coming.
"RAAAAAAAAAWR!"
Dokueki comes around the corner, launching a chair over her head and through a monitor, sparks showering the hallway and walls. Yuka Hirata struts behind Dokueki, who is also followed by Charlie Grace. The Poison Dragon rips the ruined monitor off the wall, throwing it down the hallway.
"BAAAAAAKER!"
Dokueki grabs a stagehand, who cries out for help, begging the Asian woman to put her down. Charlie puts a hand on Dokueki's shoulder, whispering in her ear. The Dragon snarls, but puts the man down, shoving him into the wall. She spots an interviewer, grabbing the microphone and shoving the employee away. Dokueki stares into the camera, rage apparent in her face as she begins to speak.
"Gah-rahm Bay-kurr..."
The Poison Dragon exhales forcefully, Yuka and Charlie standing behind her at each shoulder.
"You may have beaten me... but that... you did not win with honor. So. At the next Trauma..."
Dokueki's lip curls into a snarl.
"You will not face me Gee-low-teen. No. I have a different opponent for you. The Dragon's Apprentice..."
Dokueki turns, jerking her head as if to motion someone over. A hooded figure appears, easily more muscular than the Dragon herself. The Japanese woman gives her frightening grin, reaching up and grabbing the hood.
"At the next Trauma, as chosen by Sahn-tee-ah-go, you face..."
Dokueki pulls pack the hood. The tanned skin and snarling countenance cannot be mistaken.
"Mai Blackman."
Dokueki throws the microphone down, turning and walking away, the others following her. Mai is the last to leave, staring at the camera without blinking before turning her back to reveal the symbol of the Hatchet Dragon on the back of her vest before the screen fades out as Blackman walks away.
