Shadow Lord calls out the one that doesn't seem to exist...

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A few weeks after the...multiple things that happened in the match between her and Raquel Masters, Clara Gaster was getting ready at the Gorilla Position for to call the one who ruined her match out...as well as the potential match up, wearing her usual gear underneath her hoodie.

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Two minutes later, and an ominous fog descended across the LAW arena, alongside the creepy theme song, as a lonely, masked figure appeared from the mist, and went down the entrance ramp, holding a mic bearing a similar picture to the mask the girl was wearing. She solemnly entered the ring, without the usual mad laughter that followed her entrance in LAW, to show everyone how serious she was about the entire situation...

But then, as she entered the ring, and stood in the middle, she spoke into the mic, as a unnatural, modulated deep voice came over the PA:

"A couple of weeks ago, a strange fiend interfered into my great battle against a Master, ending it without a clear victor. And I assure you, that my I will get my due and destroy her!"

"But, today, I hoped to summon the beast that dared to defile my battle with her cowardly attack. But as I went through the sacred scrolls of this dimension (also knwon as profiles), I have discovered, that the beast calling herself "Laura Leiner"...does NOT EXIST!!!"

At that moment, Clara realized that she forgot to ask the sound department to add the "Dun dun DUN" chord.

"As such, I came to the conclusion that "Laura Leiner" is in fact, a ghostly being, unable to rest after dying in this dimension. As such, I am summoning her out right now, to banish her to the depth of neatherworld!!!"

With that, GASTER would stand in the middle of the ring, to see whether Laura would answer her call...even though she didn't make the profile on LAW page yet...

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With little moment given for the crowd to take in the spectacle of the figure before them, another theme song would blare down the arena speakers. No theatricality besides a blazing set of lights would attach this introduction, as the figure attached to it was the very definition of eager to come out. Saying Laura was waiting for one of the two women she attacked to call her out was a understatement. It was the only thing she was waiting for!

"HOLLA, IF YOU HEAR ME!"

Open palms collectively hitting the faces of many of the crowd members in attendance tonight, Laura's arrival tonight would not be the second appearance for all tonight. In LAW, yes, but given the self titled 'Genetic Freak' had committed atrocities on the microphone in wrestling brands now worldwide, the figure was not alien to all.

"SO LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT..."

With the blazing sirens of Laura's introduction quickly cutting off as the toned heavyweight made her introduction, those in attendance tonight who had yet to see the figure in action on the microphone would be getting something of a full course tonight, it seemed.

"I BEAT YOUR ASS, YOURS AND RAQ-A-LACKA OR WHATEVER HER DAMN NAME WAS, AND YOU THINK YOU HAVE THE BALLS...THE BALLS TO CALL ME OUT?!"

Quickly lowering and raising her microphone to add effect as she spoke, the mask-clad figures emotions were somewhat apparent even with only her lips on show.

"YOU WEREN'T BEGGING FOR MORE WHEN I WAS STEPPIN' ON YOUR EIGHT-POUND HEAD! YOU WEREN'T CRYING FOR A SHOWDOWN WHEN I WAS KICKING YOUR BODY ALL OVER THE DAMN PLACE LIKE YOU WERE MADE OF COWSKIN! WHAT, YOU HAD A BIG GLASS O' MILK AND THINK YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO GO ONE-ON-ONE WITH BIG MOMMA PUMP?"

Once more lowering her microphone, those in attendance would find themselves questioning how the muscle bound figure had never suffered from a loss of voice, given that Laura seemingly only had one, extremely loud volume.

"AND WHAT'S THIS NOW, YOU THINK I DON'T EXIST? WELL LEMME TELL YOU SOMETHING YA LITTLE IMP, GUNS LIKE THESE FORTY INCH MONSTERS MIGHT BE A DREAM TO SOMEONE LIKE YOU, BUT TO THE ONE AND ONLY LAURA LEINER, THEY ARE REALITY. MAYBE YOU'LL FIND OUT JUST HOW REAL I AM, WHEN I COME DOWN TO THAT RAMP AND STICK MY BOOT SO FAR UP YOUR ASS, THE WATER ON MY HEEL WILL QUENCH YOUR THIRST...!"

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Thankfully, the Shadow Lord's hunch that Laura Leiner was in the building tonight was correct, as a very loud voice sounded before literal police sirens sounded over the PA (did Leiner actually commit a robbery of some kind?). And soon enough, the masked woman herself made her way to the entrance ramp of the LAW arena. The sirens slowly died down, putting a kebosh on Clara's theory that police was after the masked woman for whatever reason.

She was taken slightly aback by Laura's loud, booming voice as she spoke, her anger disappearing and being replaced with confusion as the "Genetic Freak" as she was known online spoke.

Once Laura left a fairly long pause between her lines, the SHadow Lord thought it was her turn to speak: "I----"

But after only muttering a single letter, the loudmouth heavyweight continued, finishing with something that sounded like a threat, before finally giving the Shadow Lord a turn to speak: "If thou doest, in fact, exists, ghost, why isn't there anything about you in the sacred wrestler profiles of LAW, which contain the information on every being that has been in this dimension, even those who haven't even been in a battle?"

"As per whether I have what it take to beat you, ghostly freak, know, that I am the Shadow Lord GASTER, conquerer of 1000s of dimension, and I will not lose to a simple phantom, no matter how powerful!", she finished, as some people in the crowd actually cheered her promo over Laura's...while others gave just as bad of facepalm over the cheesy promo...

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Laura usually heard what she wanted to hear as to select her own replies carefully. That was and has always been the way of a woman who would happily put down a wrestler even for standing silently. But the situation before her was most certainly a new one. She was hearing selective words, but this time not by choice. Simply put, her brash, simple mind combined with the self titled Shadow Lord's elegant, dramatic speech left the Genetic Freak in a bit of a muddle!

"DOEST? DIMENSION?! PHANTOM?!?" As ever lowering her microphone for added effect, Laura's confused shaking of her head would for a change, be absolutely genuine. She was not however, left speechless.

"I SEE THE WEED IS GOOD TONIGHT IN TOKYO..." Finding herself in a rare change, laughing at her own comments in part to a few small cheers from the crowd before her, Laura soon but her giggle aside as her Genetic Freak persona took over fully yet again.

"I TELL YOU WHAT. WHY DON'T WE MAKE THIS SIMPLE. I COME DOWN TO THE RING. STEP ON YOUR HEAD, AGAIN. THEN YOU CAN SPEND THE NEXT FEW WEEKS IN BED, LEARNING HOW TO TALK TO A REAL WOMAN!"

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Clara could only puff her cheeks underneath the mask for the weed joke, of course invisible to everyone in the audience, including Laura herself.

However, it seemed like the Shadow Lord would, in fact, get her wish, and get the Phantom Heavyweight to fight her one on one tonight!

"MWAHAHA! Yes! Fight me, phantom, and I'll show you how big the mistake you made when you even considered of crossing THIS Shadow Lord, and it shall be you who will learn how to talk, you bufoon...IN PURGATORY!"

At that point, the masked lightweight would throw her voice modulated mic on the floor, to quickly take off her hoodie to reveal her yellow sports-bra, fully prepared to fight Laura!

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To all those in the audience, besides the younger attendees, and of course the ditsy powerhouse at the top of the ramp herself, GASTER's act was precisely that. A character act, a gimmick, or whatever apt description. But where as the beauty in the ring had something of a more eccentric performance, which made humour and fun of the obvious falseness of the gimmick, Laura's was somewhat less subtle. She was loud, boisterous, and simply annoying to even listen to. If a little entertaining. But unbeknown to nigh everyone in attendance, Laura too was playing a character. Namely, one with confidence.

Such a fact was made easy given Laura's monstrous size. The woman was simply huge, with biceps and thighs that often added weight to her hilarious overstatements. But where as it was not apparent to anyone, nor could it have been given Laura had not been given chance to have been 'exposed,' there was one notable downside to playing a character filled to the brim with confidence.

Namely the fact, that Laura Leiner...

Could not wrestle for shit.

And she knew it.

"Oh fuck..." Voice unheard amongst the masses as Laura lowered her microphone as to not hear her words of concern, the actual possibility of a fight against a figure however small sent a tremble into the giants voice. One she barely managed to contain, as ever in the attempt to bury it under theatricality and showmanship.

"Oh..OH I BET YOU'D FUCKING LIKE THAT, YOU THREE FOOT SCRUB. LAURA LEINER COMES DOWN TO THE RING, AND YOU SOCK HER RIGHT WHEN SHE'S CLIMBING IN. WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING YOU HALF-A-FRY. BIG MOMMA PUMP DOESN'T FIGHT WHEN YOU TELL HER TO. SHE DOESN'T PERFORM WHEN YOU TELL HER TO. THIS GENETIC FREAK, IS THE MAIN EVENT. AND SHE'LL BE DAMNED IF SHE'S GONNA BE CALLED TO THE RING LIKE SOME LAPDOG BY SOMEONE WHO BARELY FILLS OUT A SIZE THREE SHOE!"

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In all honesty, Clara herself was slightly intimidated to fight the heavyweight. The beauty of LAW's division system is that, she could usually fight someone close to her size, with her style working the best in that regard...in addition to that, Laura was allowed to appear on LAW without a profile, making it feel like the management had big plans for Laura. But she swallowed her fear with a gulp, and prepared to fight...

...but instead of walking down the ramp, Laura would outright refuse to fight this time!

Scrambling for her mic, GASTER continued in her comically deep voice: "N-n-no! I won't jump you. I am a fair lord, I am above such things! If you feel you need a bigger stage than to simply fight the Lord of Shadows, I could ask the Ancient Ones of LAW for this great battle to be moved across time and space to 168 hours later, as the main event!

...or, mayhaps, you are simply scared to fight GASTER the Ominous One?!"

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Crap.

Crappity crap.

A misstep here on the microphone by Laura, and the entire game would be given away. All attempts at being a serious presence in the future would be out-right dashed infront of an audience that would forever remember the hulking giant as running away from a tiny figure.

Once more, seemingly just like GASTER, Laura put on her expertly worked facade, coughing what little air was stuck in her throat, as she too prepared her powerful voice.

"YOU DON'T GET IT. MAYBE THE AIR DOWN AT YOUR HEIGHT JUST AIN'T THE SAME AS WHAT I BREATHE." Raising her hand, Laura once more forced herself into a fury, pointing her finger now with every word.

"YOU. DON'T. CALL. ME. OUT! LAURA LEINER WRESTLERS WHEN SHE WANTS. LAURA LEINER SPEAKS WHEN SHE WANTS. LAURA LEINER GIVES TRASH LIKE YOU THE TIME OF DAY, ONLY WHEN SHE WANTS. AND RIGHT NOW, LAURA LEINER IS DONE DOING THAT!" Finally finding a way to seemingly exit the scenario with her fake-pride intact, Laura would haplessly throw the microphone she held down upon the ramp, before stepping forward but once. Screaming what was most likely further words of profanity in excess, a quick final flex of her self-titled 42-inch guns would signal the end for Laura's appearance tonight, as she backed away slowly without breaking eye contact once with GASTER. The moment the curtains of the entrance were close enough, the giant slipped through, and thanked her lucky stars things didn't turn physical.

For when they did, the jig was most likely up.

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After Laura finished and went away, the lonely Shadow Lord stood in the middle of the ring, completely confused over her opponent's attitude. She definitely had a similar question to those in the crowd on her mind: "Why did Laura come out to taunt GASTER if she wasn't going to accept a potential matchup?"

Puffing her cheeks underneath her mask, the Shadow Lord would say one last word into her mic: "THIS ISN'T OVER! I WILL DEFEAT LAURA LEINER EVEN IF IT COSTS ME MY SHADOW-Y EXISTANCE!!!", a line that caused the arena to give a good pop to GASTER, as she rolled out of the ring, with her hoodie and mic in hand, knowing that before she went home for today, she had one last place to visit, to ensure that she would have a match with the Genetic Freak - Booker's office...