Morgan groaned softly as she stretched her arm over her head, preparing herself for the match at hand. It was a big one, part of Alice Gaster's event to show case the most brutal and hardcore of hardcore wrestlers that existed in LAW. Frankly Morgan was quite excited about the whole thing. Even watching the matches up to her own was quite the legitimately pleasant experience by being able to see what her fellow hardcore heads were capable of and in truth she was definitely getting hit with some inspiration for not only her own match, but for future bouts as well.
Yet in spite of all of that Morgan didn't have a smile on her face. Let alone the wide manic one she usually wore when she was excited. No instead her thoughts were lingering on her recent loss to one Sanae Saitou in a match last week. But not just any loss no. Normally it was easy for her to let such things go, after all who cared about a loss here or there? But no... this loss had been against some dainty, bight and cheery idol girl, in a no dq match. HER type of match and she had somehow lost due to a damned missed aerial attack... into a table.
Ever since Morgan could practically feel the hit to her reputation. Even today she was SURE some were casting looks her way, accusatory and condescending. Again Morgan normally wasn't the kind of woman who let such things get to her... But in this case she felt as if her pride as a hard core wrestler was hanging by a thread. Hence why she had gone to Alice and personally asked for this match to be changed to one of the most brutal and dangerous types there was. An Exploding Barb Wire Deathmatch. In her mind the pinnacle of violence in wrestling. So she would be damn sure to win this and remind everyone here who. the fuck. she was. Getting a que from the stage hand to go Morgan would merely respond by flipping him the bird before marching out onto the ramp.
With her music playing Morgan would come out to a chorus of boos mixed with some cheers. But rather than her usual prematch crowd taunts or jokes Morgan opted for something a bit more... different. Crouching down, her black leather and whited piped pants and combat boots stretched before she suddenly threw her head back.
"GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" She roared animalistically, even pounding her chest as she did so causing her jacket to flail around wildly as she did so. Speaking of...
"TAKE DIS!" She snarled out almost improhensibly while stripping her jacket off and throwing it into the crowd, leaving her in just her sleeveless black and red striped shirt.
Breaking out into a run Morgan would leap through the opening provided for her to safely enter the ring before leaping in without fear or hesitation at all.
"Lets go bringem out!" She demanded, pounding the ring with a manic look in her eye, the same wild smile she had become known for finally splitting her face as she stared at the entrance ramp, waiting for her opponent, the adrenaline finally kicking in for Morgan as she bounced from foot to foot, waiting in anticipation to get bloody!