Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2014 20:47:06 GMT -6
”What happened to all of us
The things we say, our evil ways
Who could we really trust
Our lies and betrayal is why we fall
Can you believe in love
Lost in this world
Can you believe in love
And it’s not too late
End of days and there’s a full moon rising
End of days and there’s a full moon rising again
Who are you, do you really know
What you’ve become, hollow and numb
A sickness, it eats away
All of your dreams led by your fear…”
# Fozzy – End of Days
[/center]The things we say, our evil ways
Who could we really trust
Our lies and betrayal is why we fall
Can you believe in love
Lost in this world
Can you believe in love
And it’s not too late
End of days and there’s a full moon rising
End of days and there’s a full moon rising again
Who are you, do you really know
What you’ve become, hollow and numb
A sickness, it eats away
All of your dreams led by your fear…”
# Fozzy – End of Days
”It’s funny what a bunch of whiny bitches will say about you when you don’t say anything at all. I’ve been biding my time, waiting and watching the fun happen between the competitors in this match and it’s making me laugh. Their all more concerned with each other than the one person who has been completely silent through this whole thing. There’s a saying out there that they should remember.
Watch out for the quiet ones.”
The skies above are bleak and gray, no sunshine can be seen in its depths whatsoever. It’s a sure sign that winter still has its icy grip over the area and doesn’t plan on letting go anytime soon. Below people mill back and forth on the sidewalk, bundled up in their winter warmest, trying desperately to stay warm in this chilled weather for whatever reason. Cars zoom up and down the street, providing a rather interesting background noise to this little city that we find ourselves in at the moment. The view shifts from left to right as if looking for something in particular here. It stops upon spotting a building in the distance, lit up like a Christmas tree that people were coming and going from at the moment. Moving forward, faster and faster until it reaches the building lit up so bright. There’s a pair of dice on either side of the sign of this building as we enter, getting out of the cold.
There’s a cacophony of noise the moment you enter the building, an overwhelming sensation of bells, people talking, and the music playing over the speakers. People are walking back and forth over the floor, either drinking or carrying cups full of coins to another slot machine, desperately trying to get lucky and hit the big one so they can go home finally. The music playing over the speakers sounds like some jazzy affair, something that you’d find at a laid back club. But this place hardly seems to be the laid back type. Everyone in some form or fashion is trying to find their own sort of luck to go home with.
The view darts and weaves through the crowds as they part like the red sea. It seems we are on a bit of a journey to find not something but someone in this sea of people. Someone very specific in this place. Towards the back where a few of the blackjack tables are situated, the view stops and slowly focuses in on one person in particular sitting at the table with a few other people. There’s a drink sitting besides this person, this woman, and a serious look on her face as she calls for another card. She smiles and motions to hold as she eyes the other people sitting there, secretly hoping that they lose out on this hand so she can have the table to herself for the time being. When the dealer’s cards are revealed, there’s a series of groans from either side and she smiles, gathering her winning chips closer as she waves bye bye to the departing people.
She looks up, finally noticing the camera’s eye on her and grins, beckoning it closer.
”It seems that Lady Luck is being rather kind to me today. I’ve been having all kinds of good luck since I stepped into this place so it’s got me floored for this big elimination match coming up rather soon. But really, I don’t need any sort of luck to get through that. All I need is myself and my skills and that’s it. Luck is just an afterthought in this really. The rest of these girls however are going to need more than a bit of luck to win over someone like me. They’re going to need a whole lot of guts…and whatever else they think they have to bring to the ring to try and face me.
You know over the past few days, I’ve been training and preparing myself for this. I’ve also been watching the utterly delicious chaos that’s been happening between the other four competitors of this match happen. And let me tell you it has been hilarious to witness. I’ve had a good laugh over the past few days. I swear you bitches remind me of a bunch of angry cats, claws out, hissing and all of this shit. I’m waiting for the dust to settle, to find out which one of you are left after that hissing match. The way it sounds, I don’t think anyone will be. Easier time for me to pick you guys apart one by one. I haven’t been quiet because I don’t care, I’ve been quiet for a reason. And I just explained it so deal with it.
Oh don’t think I like taking it easy in the ring because I don’t. I like a challenge, I like people to push me to my limits and beyond because that’s just how I roll with things. I am one tough chick and I’m someone that you really, really don’t want to piss of or push the wrong buttons with because you’ll end up in a really bad spot with yourself. I think that’s what Danny Stevenson liked in me, the fire, the passion, and my heart that I brought to the ring. That’s why he signed someone like me to this place. He knew that my talent would be a welcome addition to the roster with the rest of the…ladies here, if you could call them that.
Now I can finally move on to taking apart each of the ladies one by one since they’re all so curious about the ‘quiet’ one, the one who hasn’t said a god damn word. I have my reasons and like I said before I already explained it and if you can’t understand it then too bad for you.
Kat, you are one angry fucking woman. Who in the hell rained on your parade so bad? Oh wait, it was that other one Julliet wasn’t it? That’s all I seemed to hear out of your mouth throughout your whole promo was your utter hatred for this one woman. Obsess much? Or maybe it’s not hatred at all, maybe you have a thing for you. Some unrequited obsessive love deal. That’s fine, I don’t judge. I just hope that when it comes to the match that you can focus yourself on what’s really important instead of some deep seeded grudge you have. I got the memo about the match you backwards reject, I’m just choosing this moment to show up because I want to make a grand entrance into this and break up the little cat fight you are having with everyone else. And don’t presume to judge me either, you don’t know me at all. You have no idea what I can do to you. Perhaps you should of really looked into me a bit closer, because you won’t be so flippant with your words when I break your ass in two and I will toss your used up body to Julliet to finish off. Watch your back.
Julliet I’ve already begun doing something about this. I’ve been biding my time to do this because it’s like I said, and god I hate to repeat myself, I’ve been watching the cat fight happen before me. I chose now to make my entrance because I can so why don’t you back off, sit down, and listen to someone for once. I gave your little rival Kat her marching orders, and if I feel generous after having fun with her, I’ll let you pick at whatever’s left. If I decide to at all. I don’t play the nice quiet girl in the ring lady. I am so far away from the nice girl, it’s not even funny. I stopped playing nice, stopped playing the hero ages ago when I started doing things for me. When I realized that people out there were puppets and did things just to kiss the proverbial ass of everyone else. So don’t lump me in with the ‘nice’ people because I am far from it. I won’t be so nice to you in the ring if I find you however. I’ll show you how bad I can be, why viciousness is my game.
Shawna, I like how you think. You’re straight forward, honest, and to the point. You don’t hide anything or sugar coat things, you tell it like it is and I love it. I wonder how intense you will be in the ring though, I am curious about that. I wonder what lies beyond the words that you speak, beyond the intensity that lies behind them. You’re going into this with one thought; winning. Well so am I, and I’m going to do whatever it takes to get there, to be the last two standing in that ring. Hell if it’s you and me standing in that ring at the end, I’ll take that as a good sign. I think I’d like taking someone like you apart and showing you the truth of things, tarnishing the crown of the Queen.
And then finally we come to the Blue Haired vixen, the blue haired blunder herself Lyric Pettis. Quite the background you come from. Niece of a HoF and a promotion owner. And what, you think that this makes you better than everyone else just because you have that behind you? You can’t rely on simply that to get you through anything. You won’t have family at that ring to back you up. It’s like you said you’ve got to step out of your family’s name’s shadow and go on your own. In your first match in a promotion company no less. My god you really are a new fish in a way. And I hate new fish. I take people like you and rip them apart, throwing you back into the pond that you came from. I am about as real as you can get Lyric and you won’t find anyone else like me in this world because I run in a class all my own and I don’t play nice to anyone who gets in my way. I walk alone and I don’t play nice with others. Who am I? I am your judge, jury, and executioner all rolled into one. The way you talked, rambled, makes me laugh because it sounds like you have no idea what you’re doing. Perhaps I will show you how to do it right. I don’t care who you are or what family came from, all I care about is teaching you a lesson. Never turn your back to your enemy.
My dears, I am Autumn Raven. I am viciously intent on making sure I am one of the two that move on to the supercard to fight for that title, and I will make sure I make a good impression on you all as I send you to hell.
Game on bitches.”
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