Post by Zoe McDraven on Mar 18, 2019 3:01:44 GMT
// Somewhere in the depths
The time for deeper revelations is upon us
Children of destiny, awaken….
Awaken and know your fate… \\
It was semi silent as Zoe sat down on the floor of the backstage area, concealing herself behind some giant metal crates used to haul the equipment from show to show each and every time they were on the road. People passed her by without even knowing she was there, which was exactly the way she wanted things. She wanted to have her own little corner of the world for the time being while she let the music pounding in her ears carry her through the night until it was time to get up and reveal herself to the rest of the world. The fans were no doubt excited and ready for the show to begin. From here she could hear the din of noise that was the crowd outside. It was definitely going to be a hell of a show, a barn burner as JR would so put it. Everyone was looking forward to the main event, however, where a new world champion would be crowned. After Blaise was put out of action, the title was empty and up for grabs. This saddened the ‘Supernova’ because she wanted that one match against Blaise, just to show her what the hell she was all about once and for all, just to be able to rub the title in her face and tell her she wasn’t this all mightly bad ass that she thought she was. Now she was put into this match with four other figures just to be able to put her hands on that strap of gold.
Why any of them were there, was their own reasons and theirs to know. Zoe only wished she was looking at Blaise, and not four other faces that she either knew or didn’t care to know. In short, this wasn’t how it was supposed to be but she was going to have to deal with it and make this little shoot a good one.
“Even if I lose tonight, it’s not going to stop me. I’ll still make the new champions life a living hell. This match shouldn’t even be happening in my opinion. Blaise should still have that title, and this should be the night that we have it out for it. But unfortunate events have placed her on the shelf like a broken toy for who knows how long and now us five unlucky, or lucky souls get to fight it out in this scramble for the vacated title. One of us will walk out with that gold at the end of the night and be the envy of the whole locker room. One of us has to survive the 20 minutes in that ring long enough to hold onto the belt and be declared the one. The champion. I want that to be me, as selfish as that seems. What a way to rub it in some faces huh, if I were to win.
I don’t know what else to say, trying to speak of my opponents in this match. I’ve got no qualms against them, it’s just their obsticles in my way towards my goal. I don’t want to push the biggest obstacles out of the way, that’s not my thing. All I want to do is push the person who steps to me the wrong way out of the ring and out of the match. It’s one less body to worry about when the 20 minutes are up. I’ll do whatever the fuck I have to to get that belt but I won’t cheat to get it. THat would just tarnish the belt and everything that it stands for.
The Rissi’s are in this match. Good god almighty, I never thought I would hear or see a Rissi again, much less two of them….three...my bad. If I went through all the reasons, I’d be here all night. I could write a book on that family, but then again no one would care to read it. Michael Rissi….geez what’s he doing in this match. He barely beats Kai and he gets plopped in this match? Come on give me a break. He’s a man of standards...ish...and he can fight on his own...but his ego...his ego needs some work. I dunno.
Then Brianna. Heard of her, never really ran into her way back. I’m hoping she’s got the good end of the talent stick and can show herself out there without taking it too much to the head. At least she had the knowitall to not bad mouth me so I gotta give her some props for that. I just hope that all that special training after hours with good ol’ Michael is going to be worth it in the end otherwise it’s just going to mean nothing at all. Hey but good luck to either of us out there eh? I can’t wait to see what you’re really all about...a Rissi.
Poor Rory, still complaining about his short comings, still complaining about how he got screwed out of his chance way back. Like seriously get it together dude. Y ou sound like a broken record at this point. SUre you’re a giant strong guy, but dwelling on the past isn’t winning you any brownie points with the crowd. Show us why you really deserve the win out there, and not why people should pity your sorry ass. Seriously I should break you and put you on the shelf myself.
In the end, I want this to be my night. I want this title to be mine. Out of the whole group of people, I have the experience under my belt. I am a former champion in more ways than one. Former Hardcore champion, former tag team champion. I know how to handle myself out there, and I know how to survive 20 minutes just to prove myself to others who don’t give a damn.”
The time for deeper revelations is upon us
Children of destiny, awaken….
Awaken and know your fate… \\
It was semi silent as Zoe sat down on the floor of the backstage area, concealing herself behind some giant metal crates used to haul the equipment from show to show each and every time they were on the road. People passed her by without even knowing she was there, which was exactly the way she wanted things. She wanted to have her own little corner of the world for the time being while she let the music pounding in her ears carry her through the night until it was time to get up and reveal herself to the rest of the world. The fans were no doubt excited and ready for the show to begin. From here she could hear the din of noise that was the crowd outside. It was definitely going to be a hell of a show, a barn burner as JR would so put it. Everyone was looking forward to the main event, however, where a new world champion would be crowned. After Blaise was put out of action, the title was empty and up for grabs. This saddened the ‘Supernova’ because she wanted that one match against Blaise, just to show her what the hell she was all about once and for all, just to be able to rub the title in her face and tell her she wasn’t this all mightly bad ass that she thought she was. Now she was put into this match with four other figures just to be able to put her hands on that strap of gold.
Why any of them were there, was their own reasons and theirs to know. Zoe only wished she was looking at Blaise, and not four other faces that she either knew or didn’t care to know. In short, this wasn’t how it was supposed to be but she was going to have to deal with it and make this little shoot a good one.
“Even if I lose tonight, it’s not going to stop me. I’ll still make the new champions life a living hell. This match shouldn’t even be happening in my opinion. Blaise should still have that title, and this should be the night that we have it out for it. But unfortunate events have placed her on the shelf like a broken toy for who knows how long and now us five unlucky, or lucky souls get to fight it out in this scramble for the vacated title. One of us will walk out with that gold at the end of the night and be the envy of the whole locker room. One of us has to survive the 20 minutes in that ring long enough to hold onto the belt and be declared the one. The champion. I want that to be me, as selfish as that seems. What a way to rub it in some faces huh, if I were to win.
I don’t know what else to say, trying to speak of my opponents in this match. I’ve got no qualms against them, it’s just their obsticles in my way towards my goal. I don’t want to push the biggest obstacles out of the way, that’s not my thing. All I want to do is push the person who steps to me the wrong way out of the ring and out of the match. It’s one less body to worry about when the 20 minutes are up. I’ll do whatever the fuck I have to to get that belt but I won’t cheat to get it. THat would just tarnish the belt and everything that it stands for.
The Rissi’s are in this match. Good god almighty, I never thought I would hear or see a Rissi again, much less two of them….three...my bad. If I went through all the reasons, I’d be here all night. I could write a book on that family, but then again no one would care to read it. Michael Rissi….geez what’s he doing in this match. He barely beats Kai and he gets plopped in this match? Come on give me a break. He’s a man of standards...ish...and he can fight on his own...but his ego...his ego needs some work. I dunno.
Then Brianna. Heard of her, never really ran into her way back. I’m hoping she’s got the good end of the talent stick and can show herself out there without taking it too much to the head. At least she had the knowitall to not bad mouth me so I gotta give her some props for that. I just hope that all that special training after hours with good ol’ Michael is going to be worth it in the end otherwise it’s just going to mean nothing at all. Hey but good luck to either of us out there eh? I can’t wait to see what you’re really all about...a Rissi.
Poor Rory, still complaining about his short comings, still complaining about how he got screwed out of his chance way back. Like seriously get it together dude. Y ou sound like a broken record at this point. SUre you’re a giant strong guy, but dwelling on the past isn’t winning you any brownie points with the crowd. Show us why you really deserve the win out there, and not why people should pity your sorry ass. Seriously I should break you and put you on the shelf myself.
In the end, I want this to be my night. I want this title to be mine. Out of the whole group of people, I have the experience under my belt. I am a former champion in more ways than one. Former Hardcore champion, former tag team champion. I know how to handle myself out there, and I know how to survive 20 minutes just to prove myself to others who don’t give a damn.”
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