Morgan smirked as she slurped on a slushie while watching the entrance of her opponent backstage. Sat on a bench she had her feet propped up on a ominous black duffel bag with a black and white gibson electric guitar next to her while she watched.
"Hehe this outta be fun." She said to herself with a unhinged smile on her face as she thought about the match ahead, her favorite type of match. Hardcore af meaning she could
cut loose. After her disappointingly easy debut she was looking forward for the chance to cut loose.
"Well guess its time to show this lot what hardcore is all about." She said to herself as she stood up off the bench and threw the half finished slushie she was drinking over her shoulder uncaringly. Grabbing the guitar at her side and resting it over her shoulder the white haired girl also grabbed the bag and hefted it up before marching towards the entrance ramp. Without waiting for her cue the living dead girl would walk out onto the entrance ramp with her music just barely turning on before she made it out.
Standing and smirking at the crowd Morgan would turn to the side so her hand holding the guitar was fully visible... just so she can extend her middle finger flipping the bird not only to the crowd but her opponent as well! Receiving a chorus of boos mixed with some cheers Morgan stuck her tongue out uncaringly as she practically skipped her way down to the ring. Wearing her black tights with bones on the legs, black top with jagged red lines and black jacket Morgan looked the part for the match type she had so gleefully walked into.
Reaching the ring side Morgan let her guitar and duffel bag on the outside before grabbing the middle rope and hauling herself up before sliding her way into the ring. Standing herself up the moment she was Morgan would climb the corner and throw her arm out, one hand flipping the bird and the other giving devil rock horns as she posed for the crowd to a thoroughly mixed response. Hopping down from the corner Morgan grabbed what she had dropped and turned to face her opponent with a smirk.
"Oi ya sure yer a lightweight biggun?" She asked sarcastically towards the woman who towered over her by more than half a foot. But even so she didn't let it wipe the smirk from her face.
"All well. Don't matter either way I suppose. Imma knock you're bloody head in which reminds me..." While saying this she lifted the duffel up.
"You a fan of that terrible movie hunger games? If so..." As she said this the english girl would throw the bag forward which was apparently open so when it landed in the middle of the ring several items spilled out. Namely a baseball bat, the end of a chain, a bag of thumbtacks, the handle of a kendo stick could also be seen along with who knows what else Morgan had managed to pillage from the supply closet before hand.
"Consider that our cornucopia."
Saying that with a manic grin Morgan swung the guitar she came in with once in her hand before letting it rest against the ropes next to her as she stripped off her jacket and tossed it outside the ring.
"We're gonna have a bloody good time!" Finishing her statement with a pun Morgan requipped the guitar, holding it with both hands as she eyed the weapon her opponent had also brought into the ring. 'Fuck yeah.' She thought to herself while bouncing on her heels waiting eagerly for the bell to ring and start the match.
