The previous match had ended to the sound of the ringing to the bell as the winner walked out triumphant and the loser staggered out a minute later clutching their injuries. Sure the second guy was playing up his pain but that's what not mattered. Real or Fake, bodies were thrown cross the mat and arena every Tuesday night to the roar of the crowds. It was electric to feel, it was a buzz he could never get enough of at least at first for Orion.

Five minutes had passed and the arena darkened to that before his music began to play. Right away, boo's filled the arena causing the Liger to grimace and lower his head backstage. He was the star of the show but not in the way most would think. His eyes popped open as he furrowed his brow and gave a cocky smirk. "Showtime.." He muttered before bursting through the curtain as the roar of boos increased. He outstretched both hands while walking down the ramp, even giving a spin on one heel while doing so. The crowd was hating every bit of it and that was the point. Once he made his way to the ring he brought out his hand as a microphone came down from the ceiling for him to grasp.

The music cut off and the boos and jeers settled down before he opened his mouth. "Nice reception as always folks." The boos came back in full force as he made a motion with his coming motion with his hand as if challenging anyone to come into the ring right now. "Ah, stow it. Besides I'm not here for you anyway" The boo rose to a fever pitch before settling down as he soon continued. "Last week, I beat what was the eh.." He shrugged before giving an unimpressed look. "What was your contender for the world title and let's be fair, that was not even a fight. Not even a good warm up. That was just cold lesson in reality. Honestly I don't even know why we keep him around. I would've fired him after that pathetic display he calls wrestling."

The crowd was flat out hostile at that point as he only gave a "Heh" to egg them on further. "But not talking about him anymore no, my sights are set higher on the grandest stage on them all. And you all get to witness the changing of hands when I pin your champion unconscious body for that one...two...." He paused letting the crowd be caught in the moment as well before he hissed out "Three"

His face was almost eating the mic before he pulled it away "And after that, there's only" With that he thrust his finger high in the air above him. "The stars themselves to conquer. For I am Orion. And I am a" And with that he whispered out in a strained manner. "Sssstar!" And with that his music played again as the crowd was throwing all manner of things as they could at him. He walked backwards, appearing unphased by their reaction. Once he was backstage the smirk dropped on his lips and he only sighed. One day, one day, those boos would be pure cheers instead.

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And this is another character I been neglecting for a while. Orion. A wrestler that dreamed of being a smash hit of a hero in the wrestling circuit but instead got stuck as a heel in a minor circuit show. He has the fire and passion and knows a bit about ki control. Not enough to fire blast but enough that his strength is enhanced enough to lift those much bigger then him. Will he one day be able to reach the stars? Or will his villainy follow him everywhere forever?

This is the second piece also done by  Chocobir . I really enjoy the look of Orion as he feels more mature in this pic. If you like what you see, please consider checking out her profile and know that as of time of writing she is currently doing half body sketches like this for cheap.