Post by MasterEvil on Sept 17, 2016 2:24:39 GMT
We’re on the road to the Batelle Hall and we’ve just managed to catch the last bus of the day we could afford, in time, to take…though this bus is, to simply put it, crowded. Nearly all the seats are taken by variety of people, from families of many to people with enough shopping bags to remake Mount Everest. Fortunately, ever so fortunately, we manage to find ourselves the only empty seat left in this public transport…
“I want to be the very best, like no one ever was…”
Eh? Where did those words come from? We glance around before looking towards the very seat next to us…to find the Purple Haired Dynamo – known as Otaki – sitting there, with a pair of headphones over her ears and her eyes looking out the window. But what the hell is Otaki doing here instead of already being at our destination getting herself ready? However, when we were about to ask our question, her eyes perk up and immediately she begins to speak up…is she using the reflection on the window to tell where we are?
“Yes, those are the first few words of the original Pokémon theme…but it can also be relevant to other things. From acting, to the Paralympic Games and even to sports like professional wrestling itself. For, from the moment I signed to FSW in mid-April, I wanted to be the very best in EWC. I even dared to call myself The Future of Professional Wrestling just to be taken seriously…what a joke. From the moment I stepped into the ring I was beaten up, stomped down and trampled all over time and time again.
Yet, when I finally got it all together, I managed to not only secure my first ever victory but I also followed that with my first ever EWC main event and then followed that with a standout performance against someone people have thought would be FSW Champion before the year is over. So now, after five gruelling months of clawing and fighting and clawing and fighting over and over and over again, I’ve now been given the chance to get the opportunity to fight for contendership for the FSW Championship that I originally, ever so arrogantly, thought I could win without breaking a sweat.
What would I need to do to claim said opportunity?
Face and defeat one Eve O’Connell…”
Was that disappointment leaving the lips of the Emo Princess? Is it even safe to dare such a thing after seeing how dominating the Japanese-trained Irish fighter was in her victory in her debuting match?
“Sorry if I sound relatively dismayed by this revelation but to say that I feel rather let down by the identity of my opponent in what is supposed to be my biggest EWC match to date…would be a horrifyingly ginormous understatement of the exceedingly dumbfounded kind. Yes Eve has experience –let me rephrase that – rather successful experience in different forms of martial arts, from kickboxing to even mixed martial arts, but how long has dear Leanan Sidhe been in ‘Future Stars of Wrestling’ for – or better put, how matches did she have – before being gifted this chance of potential glory?
One match.
One…fucking match.
Oh yeah, it was a triple threat match against two future stars, but to have only one freaking match and then to be immediately handed this kind of opportunity…personally…makes blood in my veins boil in anger for I had to struggle, struggle and struggle my way through tons of people, overcoming thousands of critics and even being at the receiving end of two beat downs to even be considered for this match up. Yet someone like Eve O’Connell literally just walked in and has been put in a situation where it could end with her being higher than me in the FSW roster. What a piss poor joke! What about people like Khaos, Hatchet Gully and even Gyasi? I personally can’t stand the last guy but all three of them have been working their hearts out, from the very moment they stepped foot into the ring, just to be thrown aside in favour of the new flavour of the month. How disrespectful.”
Those last two words left the Emo Princess’ lips with an obviously annoyed sigh. Could it be possible that this purple haired woman has been bottling this opinion inside and have been waiting for a moment to get this off her chest?
“You know what? I don’t care if this gets misunderstood or gets me somewhat hated by this so-called ‘Angel of Violence’…do you want to know why, instead of feeling excited, I’ve been let down by knowing I’d be facing O’Connell? Well here is the answer-”
Otaki actually turns around to face us with her milky-skinned face and her, currently ever so serious, blue eyes.
“-Eve O’Connell doesn’t deserve this opportunity and have practically done nothing to have the spot that people, like the three I previously mention, fought tooth and nail for just a chance at it. Sure years ago someone who made somewhat similar claims ended up having their neck broken by a lazily executed piledriver…but, unlike that Tomoko Nagatsuka I think her name was, I am no bloody idiot and won’t let that waste of an opportunity get a moment to even try her Celtic Driver. Yes, Eve, I have at least done some research on you…not that I had any choice as no matter who I asked, next to no one knew anything major about you, and considering that I’ve travelled across the world many times…that said a hell of a bleeding lot.
Yes, Angel of Violence, while you’ve been prioritising yourself in one area, I’ve wrestled across the globe in many places. From competing in Japan multiple times and battling across my homeland of England to winning the main event a promotion’s first televised event in Chile and even going to Australia to have a mixed martial arts match. Oh yes, I tried MMA too…and guess what? I won. So you aren’t the only one to have tried such a style of combat…but, more interestingly than that, the person I successfully defeated is someone who’ve spent many years training in both boxing and kickboxing. So guess what girl? Not only are you not that special but I’ve also calculated at least three plans on how to both cope with your style and how to conquer you like Oda Nobunaga became the second person to fully conquered feudal Japan. Oh…and, just in case you manage to guess these plans, I’ve already thought of three backup plans in the span of this sentence.”
Those words ever so smugly left The Emo Princess’ lips as smirk quickly follows suit. Is it wise for the Highlight of the Night to even dare look down upon such a threatening opponent ? Either yes or no it didn’t stop her from continuing to speak onward to us.
“Because, to quote a Texan that I’m a fan of, that is what I do. Or, to quote my second favourite Canadian wrestler, that is how I roll. I am Jack the Ripper among tacticians. I am the Mad Hatter of strategists. I am a creative thinker among madwomen and I am a madwoman among creative thinkers. For madness births creativity and if you think your status as a four time winner of this Queen of Death Tournament hosted in Japan scares me…or better yet, if you think that you scare me in general…then you have another thing coming sunshine. You do not scare me at all. If anything our match could be easily summarised into one simple sentence:
Queen of Death’s ass meet Emo Princess’ boot, Emo Princess’ boot meet Queen of Death’s ass.”
Even though sounding completely serious through her words, the milky skinned woman couldn’t help but giggle and momentarily breaks out a sweet smile after saying her summarised sentence.
“Oh Eve is stronger than you Otaki, Eve trains much harder than you Otaki, Eve is bigger than you Otaki…that is what I keep seeing, throughout the past two weeks, whenever I look at any fan made forum. But yeah, though it may possibly surprise some people, I do accept and admit that Eve O’Connell is quite damn good. Not good enough to deserve he spot she has been practically handed on a silver platter but she is definitely good enough to achieve glory at a decent pace. And yes – considering that Eve is bigger than me, stronger than me and definitely more motivated in a gym than me, also adding in how dominant she was in her debut and how relatively inconsistent I’ve been throughout my career – I can perfectly understand why loads of people, from the rest of the FSW roster and the fans to the bookies and even the rest of EWC themselves, would all say that you are the favourite for our matchup.
But there is a reason why I ain’t scared of you, Little Miss Deathmatch…
And the reason for that is this…
I ain’t locked in this with you…
You’re locked in this match…
With ME!
You wanna break my neck? Well, to quote a very good friend of mine, break me! I don’t care. There is literally nothing you can possibly do to alarm me. To shock me. To sway me off my plan of attack. For while you have battle hardened experience and toughness the reality of why I will beat you is this…
I am tougher than you.
Yes, I know that I’ve never been in a Deathmatch nor have I had more than one MMA fight so far, but there is much, much, more to toughness than being able to walk around with bruises and scars like they’re medals of honour. Oh sure fighting on the streets as a little girl could be pretty tough. But what about the scars of the mind? They never heal, no matter how much time has passed by. I’ve fallen off ladders, fallen off steel cages, had my nose practically explode twice and even suffered at least three concussions in the past three years. But none of that matters to the fact that, no matter what I can do, I struggle to sleep without visually seeing what the likes of Sebastian, Chad and Gem-”
A sudden stop of speech definitely caught us by surprise yet the way Otaki moved one of her hands to cover her mouth made it pretty obvious that she couldn’t bring herself to say what could have left a horrible thought within her mind. However, knowing that she has a promo to finish, Otaki forced herself to calm down – not fully but just enough to not become unresponsive – before speaking up.
“Anyway…to cut my rambling short…the scars remain, in body and soul. Yet while you, Eve O’Connell, are probably stronger than me in a physical sense. But you will never, and I mean never, be able to mentally cope with what I have to go through for the rest of my life while my mind, and soul, are just tough enough to keep going on and it will be that toughness that’ll not only keep bringing me back up to my feet, no matter how blooming hard you break me, but will also ensure my victory over you.
For, in this battle between warriors, it is who outlasts the other who wins and in that kind of battle the pen is mightier than the sword…no matter how much stronger, bigger or how much the sword trains.”
Softly left the lips of the Purple Haired Dynamo as the hand that was originally over her mouth move up to check her eyes for any wetness. Her eyes were clearly damp but, maybe luckily for her, no tears are going down her cheeks as – after saying her words – the twenty two year old competitor glances down at the Pokéball in her other hand.
“I want to be the very best, like no one ever was…”
A light smile appears on The Emo Princess’ lips once more after she softly said those words before looking up at us.
“You are very good, Eve, probably going to rather bloody brilliant in the near future. But that is then, this is now and tomorrow night I’m going to be the one who steps ever so closer to the FSW Championship with victory.”
Confidently, yet not so arrogantly, escaped Otaki’s lips as she even mouths the words ‘good luck’ before smiling lightly. Before we could think of something to say the Highlight of the Night gently rests her head against the window and, like a Snorlax after eating over eight hundred and eighty pounds of food, went to sleep rather immediately. Maybe fighting such a sad emotion back is tiring to the girl? Either yes or no, she does look a little cute the way she is sleeping while cuddling a Pokéball to her chest.
“I want to be the very best, like no one ever was…”
Eh? Where did those words come from? We glance around before looking towards the very seat next to us…to find the Purple Haired Dynamo – known as Otaki – sitting there, with a pair of headphones over her ears and her eyes looking out the window. But what the hell is Otaki doing here instead of already being at our destination getting herself ready? However, when we were about to ask our question, her eyes perk up and immediately she begins to speak up…is she using the reflection on the window to tell where we are?
“Yes, those are the first few words of the original Pokémon theme…but it can also be relevant to other things. From acting, to the Paralympic Games and even to sports like professional wrestling itself. For, from the moment I signed to FSW in mid-April, I wanted to be the very best in EWC. I even dared to call myself The Future of Professional Wrestling just to be taken seriously…what a joke. From the moment I stepped into the ring I was beaten up, stomped down and trampled all over time and time again.
Yet, when I finally got it all together, I managed to not only secure my first ever victory but I also followed that with my first ever EWC main event and then followed that with a standout performance against someone people have thought would be FSW Champion before the year is over. So now, after five gruelling months of clawing and fighting and clawing and fighting over and over and over again, I’ve now been given the chance to get the opportunity to fight for contendership for the FSW Championship that I originally, ever so arrogantly, thought I could win without breaking a sweat.
What would I need to do to claim said opportunity?
Face and defeat one Eve O’Connell…”
Was that disappointment leaving the lips of the Emo Princess? Is it even safe to dare such a thing after seeing how dominating the Japanese-trained Irish fighter was in her victory in her debuting match?
“Sorry if I sound relatively dismayed by this revelation but to say that I feel rather let down by the identity of my opponent in what is supposed to be my biggest EWC match to date…would be a horrifyingly ginormous understatement of the exceedingly dumbfounded kind. Yes Eve has experience –let me rephrase that – rather successful experience in different forms of martial arts, from kickboxing to even mixed martial arts, but how long has dear Leanan Sidhe been in ‘Future Stars of Wrestling’ for – or better put, how matches did she have – before being gifted this chance of potential glory?
One match.
One…fucking match.
Oh yeah, it was a triple threat match against two future stars, but to have only one freaking match and then to be immediately handed this kind of opportunity…personally…makes blood in my veins boil in anger for I had to struggle, struggle and struggle my way through tons of people, overcoming thousands of critics and even being at the receiving end of two beat downs to even be considered for this match up. Yet someone like Eve O’Connell literally just walked in and has been put in a situation where it could end with her being higher than me in the FSW roster. What a piss poor joke! What about people like Khaos, Hatchet Gully and even Gyasi? I personally can’t stand the last guy but all three of them have been working their hearts out, from the very moment they stepped foot into the ring, just to be thrown aside in favour of the new flavour of the month. How disrespectful.”
Those last two words left the Emo Princess’ lips with an obviously annoyed sigh. Could it be possible that this purple haired woman has been bottling this opinion inside and have been waiting for a moment to get this off her chest?
“You know what? I don’t care if this gets misunderstood or gets me somewhat hated by this so-called ‘Angel of Violence’…do you want to know why, instead of feeling excited, I’ve been let down by knowing I’d be facing O’Connell? Well here is the answer-”
Otaki actually turns around to face us with her milky-skinned face and her, currently ever so serious, blue eyes.
“-Eve O’Connell doesn’t deserve this opportunity and have practically done nothing to have the spot that people, like the three I previously mention, fought tooth and nail for just a chance at it. Sure years ago someone who made somewhat similar claims ended up having their neck broken by a lazily executed piledriver…but, unlike that Tomoko Nagatsuka I think her name was, I am no bloody idiot and won’t let that waste of an opportunity get a moment to even try her Celtic Driver. Yes, Eve, I have at least done some research on you…not that I had any choice as no matter who I asked, next to no one knew anything major about you, and considering that I’ve travelled across the world many times…that said a hell of a bleeding lot.
Yes, Angel of Violence, while you’ve been prioritising yourself in one area, I’ve wrestled across the globe in many places. From competing in Japan multiple times and battling across my homeland of England to winning the main event a promotion’s first televised event in Chile and even going to Australia to have a mixed martial arts match. Oh yes, I tried MMA too…and guess what? I won. So you aren’t the only one to have tried such a style of combat…but, more interestingly than that, the person I successfully defeated is someone who’ve spent many years training in both boxing and kickboxing. So guess what girl? Not only are you not that special but I’ve also calculated at least three plans on how to both cope with your style and how to conquer you like Oda Nobunaga became the second person to fully conquered feudal Japan. Oh…and, just in case you manage to guess these plans, I’ve already thought of three backup plans in the span of this sentence.”
Those words ever so smugly left The Emo Princess’ lips as smirk quickly follows suit. Is it wise for the Highlight of the Night to even dare look down upon such a threatening opponent ? Either yes or no it didn’t stop her from continuing to speak onward to us.
“Because, to quote a Texan that I’m a fan of, that is what I do. Or, to quote my second favourite Canadian wrestler, that is how I roll. I am Jack the Ripper among tacticians. I am the Mad Hatter of strategists. I am a creative thinker among madwomen and I am a madwoman among creative thinkers. For madness births creativity and if you think your status as a four time winner of this Queen of Death Tournament hosted in Japan scares me…or better yet, if you think that you scare me in general…then you have another thing coming sunshine. You do not scare me at all. If anything our match could be easily summarised into one simple sentence:
Queen of Death’s ass meet Emo Princess’ boot, Emo Princess’ boot meet Queen of Death’s ass.”
Even though sounding completely serious through her words, the milky skinned woman couldn’t help but giggle and momentarily breaks out a sweet smile after saying her summarised sentence.
“Oh Eve is stronger than you Otaki, Eve trains much harder than you Otaki, Eve is bigger than you Otaki…that is what I keep seeing, throughout the past two weeks, whenever I look at any fan made forum. But yeah, though it may possibly surprise some people, I do accept and admit that Eve O’Connell is quite damn good. Not good enough to deserve he spot she has been practically handed on a silver platter but she is definitely good enough to achieve glory at a decent pace. And yes – considering that Eve is bigger than me, stronger than me and definitely more motivated in a gym than me, also adding in how dominant she was in her debut and how relatively inconsistent I’ve been throughout my career – I can perfectly understand why loads of people, from the rest of the FSW roster and the fans to the bookies and even the rest of EWC themselves, would all say that you are the favourite for our matchup.
But there is a reason why I ain’t scared of you, Little Miss Deathmatch…
And the reason for that is this…
I ain’t locked in this with you…
You’re locked in this match…
With ME!
You wanna break my neck? Well, to quote a very good friend of mine, break me! I don’t care. There is literally nothing you can possibly do to alarm me. To shock me. To sway me off my plan of attack. For while you have battle hardened experience and toughness the reality of why I will beat you is this…
I am tougher than you.
Yes, I know that I’ve never been in a Deathmatch nor have I had more than one MMA fight so far, but there is much, much, more to toughness than being able to walk around with bruises and scars like they’re medals of honour. Oh sure fighting on the streets as a little girl could be pretty tough. But what about the scars of the mind? They never heal, no matter how much time has passed by. I’ve fallen off ladders, fallen off steel cages, had my nose practically explode twice and even suffered at least three concussions in the past three years. But none of that matters to the fact that, no matter what I can do, I struggle to sleep without visually seeing what the likes of Sebastian, Chad and Gem-”
A sudden stop of speech definitely caught us by surprise yet the way Otaki moved one of her hands to cover her mouth made it pretty obvious that she couldn’t bring herself to say what could have left a horrible thought within her mind. However, knowing that she has a promo to finish, Otaki forced herself to calm down – not fully but just enough to not become unresponsive – before speaking up.
“Anyway…to cut my rambling short…the scars remain, in body and soul. Yet while you, Eve O’Connell, are probably stronger than me in a physical sense. But you will never, and I mean never, be able to mentally cope with what I have to go through for the rest of my life while my mind, and soul, are just tough enough to keep going on and it will be that toughness that’ll not only keep bringing me back up to my feet, no matter how blooming hard you break me, but will also ensure my victory over you.
For, in this battle between warriors, it is who outlasts the other who wins and in that kind of battle the pen is mightier than the sword…no matter how much stronger, bigger or how much the sword trains.”
Softly left the lips of the Purple Haired Dynamo as the hand that was originally over her mouth move up to check her eyes for any wetness. Her eyes were clearly damp but, maybe luckily for her, no tears are going down her cheeks as – after saying her words – the twenty two year old competitor glances down at the Pokéball in her other hand.
“I want to be the very best, like no one ever was…”
A light smile appears on The Emo Princess’ lips once more after she softly said those words before looking up at us.
“You are very good, Eve, probably going to rather bloody brilliant in the near future. But that is then, this is now and tomorrow night I’m going to be the one who steps ever so closer to the FSW Championship with victory.”
Confidently, yet not so arrogantly, escaped Otaki’s lips as she even mouths the words ‘good luck’ before smiling lightly. Before we could think of something to say the Highlight of the Night gently rests her head against the window and, like a Snorlax after eating over eight hundred and eighty pounds of food, went to sleep rather immediately. Maybe fighting such a sad emotion back is tiring to the girl? Either yes or no, she does look a little cute the way she is sleeping while cuddling a Pokéball to her chest.