"Are you seriously gonna suggest that I rap off against Jayce." Vi deadpanned.
"Why, what other means of deciding this here debacle do you possess?" The River king smiled.
"You have issues." Vi sighed, "Besides, the Douche of tomorrow here doesn't even know how to rap." Gesturing with a thumb.
"Now hold on here, I can rap. In fact, I'm quite good at it, and I bet Caitlyn's company for this evening that I can rap better than you." Vi was certain the world was going mad.
"You know what? Fuck it. Fine Jayce I will slaughter you and then Caitlyn comes with me." Caitlyn had presently had enough of not having an opinion on who she was going to spend the evening with.
"Please, I can m-"
"Shh shh, not now cupcake I'm about to kick the debonair dick-head's ass." Vi said silencing her with a finger. Caitlyn went red with anger.
"Vi, don't yo-"
"Don't worry Sheriff, I am willing to beat her in the name of good manners and your valuable time." Jayce silenced her with a finger. Caitlyn growled in exasperation, and angrily threw her hat on the table before stomping off in the direction of the bar.
"Ah see that the decision to continue has been made." Tahm licked his lips. "Right then Sona, could Ah have you at your designated position." Sona looked over from where she was sitting with Lee Sin, shoulders slumping as she downed her drink. It wasn't often she got a night off. Tonight was no different.
"Right then you two, Ah don't suppose Ah have to explain the rules?" The contestants shook their heads. "Who wishes to go first?"
"Ladies first." Jayce said with a flourish
"Works for me, I prefer going second anyway." Vi smirked. Jayce was not impressed.
"If you refuse to be treated like a lady I shall treat you like the disrespectful cretin you are. I shall go first."
"Sona, Let 'em have it." Kench lobbed a mic to Jayce. As the beat started the whole bar grew silent to listen in.
Jayce smirked as he counted himself in
Prepare yourself to be styled on by Jayce
Cause I rock the mic and I smash the bass
now when I suit up you know I go full metal
Cause I'm legendary when the dust clouds settle
You can't match my cool and you can't touch my class
When I take to the skies I'll put you on your ass
I crush my rhymes like I crush my lane
when you come to gank you'll feel the pain
Better start drinkin pots when I take my shots
cause the damage I deal feels all too real
I'm a role model and tomorrow's defender
Put you in a coffin and return to sender
"My, My so the Gentlemen came armed to this fight after all" Tahm leered. Vi snatched the mic off Tahm.
"Mother fucker prepare to die" The Verse came round and Vi began.
This isn't Mortal Kombat but prepare for Fatality
put you in a daze then punch you back into reality
my words hit you hard like fists call em denting blows
I spit hot fire dunk this got the illest flows
When'ya start shit ya get hit fuckin' quit now
Enforcer's gonna get'chu it's your pride Imma hit now
Wavin' round that hammer but'cha not foolin' anyone
you got a big rifle but fuck that's a tiny gun
right about now you must be feeling quite jaded
as a hero you're fuckin' badly overrated
put you back in your place at the end of my fist
already forsaken so you wont be missed
Vi extended a middle finger at Jayce. Jayce had turned a light shade of red some of the leagues ladies laughed at him, but he kept his glare fixed on Vi. Vi threw the mic low at him, so he almost dropped it.
"You really are a despicable creature" Jayce hissed at Vi. The crowd went quite as Sona cued him in.
Sit the fuck down Vi, please be seated
Face the Future, where you're defeated
Unrivaled in my eloquence while I'm on the mic
Always standing in my shadow from the skies I strike
Its time to stop oh cause its hammer time
I'll knock you back with how I slam a rhyme
you can't handle me or my damage
and like my shocks my rhymes are savage
I pave the way for fools like you
cause I'm motherfucking king of solo queue
I'll break your face so brace for the ace
you get second place when you rhyme against Jayce
A collective Ooooh came from the audience, clearly impressed at his mastery of rap.
"Oh shut the fuck up" Vi stormed over and snatched the mic off of Jayce.
"lets fucking go already, Sona" Vi yelled angrily over to the DJ, who seemed to snap out of her daydream and being to ramp up to a verse.
Here comes Vi bitch, you're gonna get rolled
Now I know that'cha rich but you're feeding me gold
come in for the gank and leave for the bank
I'm rolling in coin look like Gangplank
Bitch you need to stay in line, your out of position
'Cause after my rhymes you're gonna need a physician
in this verbal slaughter I feel no remorse
Imma demon on the mic, and I rap with excessive force
I'm eatin' squishies for break-fast lunch and dinner
got you so starved I can see you getting thinner
its too late now, don't gimme your flattery
cause now its time to hit you with assault and battery.
Jayce wanted to let Vi have it with a shock blast, Vi wanted to Punch Jayce so hard He'd be the defender of last week. The pair were practically growling at each other, Completely ignoring the bystanders votes.
"Ladies, Gentlemen, and beings from neither of those categories, I can announce the winner." Tahm Kench smirked. _
A/N:
holy shit you would not believe how fast and how severely your life can go wrong.
anyway, 8 months late we have the next installment. This will be a weekly thing now I hope providing nothing else spontaneously decides to hit the fan.
Vote for the winner and who you'd like to see next, all criticism and comments are appreciated.