Post by MasterEvil on Jun 19, 2016 12:45:43 GMT
chapter 1
chapter 2
The room is black...pitch black. So black in fact that we can’t see a single thing until a form of light sparks up in the room. That light being a large blue sphere with many green blotches across it, except for a white patch on the very top and bottom of said ball. Moments after the ball illuminates a part of the room that the purple haired woman known as Otaki appears from the darkness with some kind of moon print on her head and some kind of cloak around her head as the pale skinned bombshell tilted her head to look directly at us.
“My name is Otaki and welcome to the universe of wrestling and what a World Champion sees...for they only see the World they’re the Champion of. The world...it is so small, isn’t it? So tiny...so helpless...so adorable. A world I seek to conquer as the new World Champion of World Wrestling Headquarters. However, to achieve such glory, I need to go through a tournament of intergalactic warriors...and in my first round match worlds will collide as I take on the planets of Skye Dawkins and Niobe Martin.”
Her voice sounded similar to a monk of some kind as, once the hood wearing bombshell finished her words, the world began to slowly spin around.
“Planet Skye is a world of machines, all set on destruction and devastation of those who get in their way, with each one lacking any form of humanity, except for one…vanity. However, no matter how superior each member of Planet Skye believe they are...there are almost none better than them in doing actions with such excellence. Almost perfect in the rings of combat, with each strike connecting with precision and each technique executed without a sign of error. Planet Skye would definitely be one hell of a nightmare to take on without any preparation or anyone else on the battlefield.
How fortunate that there is another combatant in this war zone. Planet Niobe…a planet that prides itself on being known as a nightmare, so much so that no light has ever touched any layer of said planet. However nightmare isn’t just a comedic nickname but more of a harsh reality with hallucinations and phantasm horrors greeting any guest, friend or foe. And, unlike the other gladiator I mentioned, this one has traveled far and wide to gather chunk after chunk of battle ready experience. So taking one on without an ounce of readiness and experience is, quite frankly, a death sentence.
But neither of them will win this battle…”
Instead of finishing her words the Emo Princess slowly goes down onto her knees. Rather weakly her hands moved forward and place themselves upon the globe in front of her as her face edge close to the ball. Her lips are only mere millimetres away from the planet in front of them.
“Instead I’ll be the winner of this battle.”
The moment those words were whispered put two, smaller, planets - one of pink and the other purple - appear with two masked children. One in the hands of each child. It was when those planets light up that the pale woman turned her head slightly to face us again.
“Technical brilliance is amazing…and being excellent at execution is simply marvelous. But I did say she is ‘almost perfect’...right? Of course I have…but while being ‘almost perfect’ is great for millions, no billions, ‘almost perfect’ is not enough to defeat me. Skye needs to not be on her B or C game…hell even her A game won’t even handle a candle to me. For dear Skye Dawkins she’ll need to be on her A plus, plus, PLUS game…and even then…it may not be enough for her to last in this battle of soldiers. So let her army of machine come…that armada will rust away in their losing battle against time.
What about miss experienced nightmare? Here is a little secret that Niobe may not want to mention…I’ve been in the ring with her in the past and made her my bitch. Sure she may have improved in the three years that have went by since then…but I am a completely different person than who I was back then. Wiser, happier and better…and I know much better now than those years ago about how that combatant fights, from the way she flies to what she’ll do when angry, as well as how to emerge victorious over such an opponent. So she can call forth her hallucinations and monsters of the dark. None of that matters as her nightmares will breakdown and, like she did when I attacked her a few weeks ago, crumble to the remorseless dongs of time.”
The moment her words were delivered the two children dropped the globes, each one crashing and shatter across the floor as Otaki laughs in a joyous but almost silent short of way. She then places the palms of her hands down on the planet in front of her as the Emo Princess’ eyes sharpen upon the world in front of her.
“One by one - from Nick Sanderson to the rest of the people in this tournament - will all learn, starting with Niobe Martin and Skye Dawkins soon enough, is that no one can win against the future and I am The Future of Professional Wrestling. So goodnight dear World Title…mummy’s coming to take you home…”
Her words were delivered with a whisper as the children at the back fade into blackness. Once she finished her words the Highlight of the Night pressed her lips gently down upon the planet to give it a soft kiss…however, as the kiss is being delivered, the ball’s light fades out as if she was sucking the life out of the sphere. With the ball fading out, so does the scene in front of us as - in the end - everything is practically in the dark of the night.
Wrestling in different places sure takes its toll, doesn’t it? On the fourteenth I went to Daytona to lose to someone calling themselves a zombie then, the next day, I went to Miami to lose to someone who doesn’t even mention me by name. And now I’m on the road to Indianapolis for a triple threat match against two other. God, there is indeed no rest for the wary. I guess my shortcomings have most likely been to the ring rust I’ve gather throughout the past year but, two Showdowns ago, I managed to not only defeat the Greatest Man Who Have Ever Lived but also took down both Carmella and Niobe Martin. Yet now Carmella is the top contender for a Championship I looked down upon and I’ve got to fight two women to regain whatever momentum I’ve lost by not even showing up to the last Showdown.
But right now I’m at a gas station…just to buy a snack and a drink. What? A girl’s gotta eat. And this girl is in a mood for some chocolate. Even though I should be in more of a mood to kick some ass and take victory over both Niobe and Skye. Not that such a victory will be easy. On one hand, from what I’ve seen, Skye Dawkins is a technical machine of a woman, a ruthless combatant in the ring and an almost fearsome submission artist in the middle of the ring. Niobe meanwhile is someone I have a truckload of history with...hell it was three years ago I tried to snap her elbow off, only for her to almost wreck my knee right out place. Add in the fact she is by far the most experienced person in this match and she is an aerial ace...it would be easy to understand why she could be a massive problem in the long run. The extra fact that both of these women are bigger than me does any favours.
However I can’t let any of that phase me, at all. I’ve faced tougher odds and prevailed, so I can do it once more. Heck, if the likes of Saraya Waters have a chance to become World Champion then any monkey can become the Champ. So there should be no realistic reason why I shouldn’t be able to become one. I am the Future of Professional Wrestling after all. This triple threat match will simply be me proving myself to all the naysayers by taking on those two bimbos and crushing them. Now that I’ve bought a Mars bar, a Trix and a milkshake I can return to my ride and drive off to Indianapolis. However the moment I unlocked the driver door my phone began to play out the Pokemon theme song. With confusion on my face I pulled my phone out and, after pressing the right button, held it against my ear.
“Hel-lo?”
“Hey Megan.”
“Hi Jericho! Haven’t heard from you in ag-”
“We need to talk, come to mine as soon as possible.”
Before I could say anything else Jericho hung up on me. Having known each other for many years I have gotten use to him hanging up without giving me a chance to make an answer...however he, rather surprisingly, sounds rather concerned when he spoke of needing to talk. Maybe I can make a slight detour to chat with him before getting to Indianapolis to get my next big victory?
But right now I’m at a gas station…just to buy a snack and a drink. What? A girl’s gotta eat. And this girl is in a mood for some chocolate. Even though I should be in more of a mood to kick some ass and take victory over both Niobe and Skye. Not that such a victory will be easy. On one hand, from what I’ve seen, Skye Dawkins is a technical machine of a woman, a ruthless combatant in the ring and an almost fearsome submission artist in the middle of the ring. Niobe meanwhile is someone I have a truckload of history with...hell it was three years ago I tried to snap her elbow off, only for her to almost wreck my knee right out place. Add in the fact she is by far the most experienced person in this match and she is an aerial ace...it would be easy to understand why she could be a massive problem in the long run. The extra fact that both of these women are bigger than me does any favours.
However I can’t let any of that phase me, at all. I’ve faced tougher odds and prevailed, so I can do it once more. Heck, if the likes of Saraya Waters have a chance to become World Champion then any monkey can become the Champ. So there should be no realistic reason why I shouldn’t be able to become one. I am the Future of Professional Wrestling after all. This triple threat match will simply be me proving myself to all the naysayers by taking on those two bimbos and crushing them. Now that I’ve bought a Mars bar, a Trix and a milkshake I can return to my ride and drive off to Indianapolis. However the moment I unlocked the driver door my phone began to play out the Pokemon theme song. With confusion on my face I pulled my phone out and, after pressing the right button, held it against my ear.
“Hel-lo?”
“Hey Megan.”
“Hi Jericho! Haven’t heard from you in ag-”
“We need to talk, come to mine as soon as possible.”
Before I could say anything else Jericho hung up on me. Having known each other for many years I have gotten use to him hanging up without giving me a chance to make an answer...however he, rather surprisingly, sounds rather concerned when he spoke of needing to talk. Maybe I can make a slight detour to chat with him before getting to Indianapolis to get my next big victory?
chapter 2
The room is black...pitch black. So black in fact that we can’t see a single thing until a form of light sparks up in the room. That light being a large blue sphere with many green blotches across it, except for a white patch on the very top and bottom of said ball. Moments after the ball illuminates a part of the room that the purple haired woman known as Otaki appears from the darkness with some kind of moon print on her head and some kind of cloak around her head as the pale skinned bombshell tilted her head to look directly at us.
“My name is Otaki and welcome to the universe of wrestling and what a World Champion sees...for they only see the World they’re the Champion of. The world...it is so small, isn’t it? So tiny...so helpless...so adorable. A world I seek to conquer as the new World Champion of World Wrestling Headquarters. However, to achieve such glory, I need to go through a tournament of intergalactic warriors...and in my first round match worlds will collide as I take on the planets of Skye Dawkins and Niobe Martin.”
Her voice sounded similar to a monk of some kind as, once the hood wearing bombshell finished her words, the world began to slowly spin around.
“Planet Skye is a world of machines, all set on destruction and devastation of those who get in their way, with each one lacking any form of humanity, except for one…vanity. However, no matter how superior each member of Planet Skye believe they are...there are almost none better than them in doing actions with such excellence. Almost perfect in the rings of combat, with each strike connecting with precision and each technique executed without a sign of error. Planet Skye would definitely be one hell of a nightmare to take on without any preparation or anyone else on the battlefield.
How fortunate that there is another combatant in this war zone. Planet Niobe…a planet that prides itself on being known as a nightmare, so much so that no light has ever touched any layer of said planet. However nightmare isn’t just a comedic nickname but more of a harsh reality with hallucinations and phantasm horrors greeting any guest, friend or foe. And, unlike the other gladiator I mentioned, this one has traveled far and wide to gather chunk after chunk of battle ready experience. So taking one on without an ounce of readiness and experience is, quite frankly, a death sentence.
But neither of them will win this battle…”
Instead of finishing her words the Emo Princess slowly goes down onto her knees. Rather weakly her hands moved forward and place themselves upon the globe in front of her as her face edge close to the ball. Her lips are only mere millimetres away from the planet in front of them.
“Instead I’ll be the winner of this battle.”
The moment those words were whispered put two, smaller, planets - one of pink and the other purple - appear with two masked children. One in the hands of each child. It was when those planets light up that the pale woman turned her head slightly to face us again.
“Technical brilliance is amazing…and being excellent at execution is simply marvelous. But I did say she is ‘almost perfect’...right? Of course I have…but while being ‘almost perfect’ is great for millions, no billions, ‘almost perfect’ is not enough to defeat me. Skye needs to not be on her B or C game…hell even her A game won’t even handle a candle to me. For dear Skye Dawkins she’ll need to be on her A plus, plus, PLUS game…and even then…it may not be enough for her to last in this battle of soldiers. So let her army of machine come…that armada will rust away in their losing battle against time.
What about miss experienced nightmare? Here is a little secret that Niobe may not want to mention…I’ve been in the ring with her in the past and made her my bitch. Sure she may have improved in the three years that have went by since then…but I am a completely different person than who I was back then. Wiser, happier and better…and I know much better now than those years ago about how that combatant fights, from the way she flies to what she’ll do when angry, as well as how to emerge victorious over such an opponent. So she can call forth her hallucinations and monsters of the dark. None of that matters as her nightmares will breakdown and, like she did when I attacked her a few weeks ago, crumble to the remorseless dongs of time.”
The moment her words were delivered the two children dropped the globes, each one crashing and shatter across the floor as Otaki laughs in a joyous but almost silent short of way. She then places the palms of her hands down on the planet in front of her as the Emo Princess’ eyes sharpen upon the world in front of her.
“One by one - from Nick Sanderson to the rest of the people in this tournament - will all learn, starting with Niobe Martin and Skye Dawkins soon enough, is that no one can win against the future and I am The Future of Professional Wrestling. So goodnight dear World Title…mummy’s coming to take you home…”
Her words were delivered with a whisper as the children at the back fade into blackness. Once she finished her words the Highlight of the Night pressed her lips gently down upon the planet to give it a soft kiss…however, as the kiss is being delivered, the ball’s light fades out as if she was sucking the life out of the sphere. With the ball fading out, so does the scene in front of us as - in the end - everything is practically in the dark of the night.