Wrestling - OUTSIDE OF THE RING

#40 - LIV MORGAN HELLOWEEN ADVENTURE

In the chaotic heart of MA1-Verse, where the line between sanity and madness was not just blurred but utterly obliterated, Halloween had descended like a sugar-fueled hurricane. The streets were filled with the sounds of shrieking laughter, shrill screams, and the unmistakable clanging of a chainsaw—albeit a plastic one, wielded by the ever-enthusiastic Liv Morgan.

"Tonight's the night we unleash pure chaos!" Liv yelled, her hair a wild mop of neon green and purple that looked like it had been styled by a caffeinated raccoon. She bounced on her heels, her eyes glinting with a mix of mischief and mania. "Let's show this city what Halloween is all about!"

Dean Ambrose, who had earned the affectionate moniker "Dumbass," was lounging against a wall, wearing a costume that resembled a hobo chic ensemble mixed with an extreme lack of effort. "Chaos? I brought a flip-flop!" He held up the most unremarkable piece of footwear with the pride of a child showing off a finger painting.

"Great, Dean. A flip-flop will save us all," Liv replied, deadpan. "But I don't think it'll cut it against the horror we're about to unleash."

Roman Reigns swaggered in next, a makeshift crown of tinfoil perched atop his head. "I am the Tribal Shithead!" he declared, raising his hands dramatically. "Bow to my pizza supremacy!" He threw a slice of cold pizza into the crowd, which landed unceremoniously on a passerby.

Liv sighed, eyeing Roman with disdain. "You mean we should toss toppings at you? Because that's exactly what you deserve for that nonsense."

"Better than being a dumbass!" Roman shot back, sticking out his tongue like a six-year-old.

Seth Rollins entered the room, the only sane person among this merry band of misfits. Dressed as a corporate zombie, complete with a tie that looked like it had been chewed on by rabid squirrels, he rubbed his temples. "Can we focus for two seconds? We need a plan, or we're going to end up scaring ourselves to death."

"Who needs a plan when you have the spirit of Halloween?" Liv exclaimed, doing a little twirl as if her energy could be bottled and sold.

The door swung open dramatically, and in walked Bayley and Bay Ley, the infamous twin sisters who could not be more different if they tried. Bayley floated in, dressed as a sparkly fairy with rainbow wings, while Bay Ley strutted in like a punk rock star, her leather jacket adorned with pins that proclaimed "F*** You, I'm Fabulous."

"Ugh, why are you always so extra, Bayley?" Bay Ley rolled her eyes, glaring at her sister's glitter explosion. "Unicorns are so last year!"

"Maybe if you stopped cursing, you'd actually have a nice costume!" Bayley shot back, her voice a mix of annoyance and exasperation.

"I think she'd look better in a ball gown," Jade chimed in, leaning against the wall with a smirk. She wrapped her arm around Bay Ley's waist. "But then again, what do I know? I'm just here to support my girlfriend and drop F-bombs!"

"Enough with the lovey-dovey crap!" Bayley yelled, flapping her wings for emphasis. "This is supposed to be about fun, not whatever weird relationship dynamic you have!"

Becky Lynch entered next, dressed as a fierce pirate, complete with a plastic sword. "Well, well, what's all this then? A family reunion gone wrong?" she quipped, brandishing her sword like a true badass. "We look like a bunch of idiots."

"Exactly!" Liv clapped her hands, excitement radiating off her. "And that's why we're going to create the best Halloween ever!"

Gunther stomped in, a permanent scowl on his face. "What is this nonsense?" he grumbled. "Why are we wasting time on this absurdity? Halloween is for children!"