Post by MasterEvil on Jun 14, 2017 21:42:28 GMT
“Harlow fought hard and Harlow has fallen down beside her sword. Stained by her own blood in the middle of Dallas Texas. And now, like in Smash Brothers, a new challenger approaches in the form of Destiny Hunter. So...Destiny...what makes you any different from Hardin? Is it because you are a hunter? Heh, the last time I was in the ring with a hunter I didn't merely beat them. I mutilated them. I decapitated them. I decimated them. I took that huntress out without being hit once. So you think you're any difference from that hunter? You actually think that you'll fare any better than her in front of the people of Tulsa Oklahoma?”
She laughs rather dryly after saying her words, her eyes sharpening a little right afterwards.
“How thick are you Destiny? No, seriously, did Lame Samantha Tolson suplex you so hard that you have gone loopy? Or have you always been rather loopy? Then again, the latter wouldn't surprise me at all, first because anyone who loses to Sam Tolson isn't worth taking seriously and secondly because someone like you must be loopier than a Hot Wheels set to think you have any chance of interrupting my cleansing process. Harlow Hardin thought she has what it takes to prevent my cleansing and she was simply executed for such a foolish effort...a fate that you and many others will share as I purge the Showdown of the filthy Bombshells that plagues across the entirety of World Wrestling Headquarters. Who are these filthy Bombshells? Well the only example of filth that you needs to know, Destiny, to a stupid wannabe huntress who is stupid enough to stands in the middle of ring, thinking that she can hunt me down.”
Venomously departs from the mysterious woman's fully covered mouth as she rolls her eyes for a mere moment before glaring back towards us.
“Do you even though who I am, Hunter? For a true hunter knows the prey they're after. They research said prey. They observe said prey. They take note of any and every move or motion said prey makes, be it when in harmony or when backed into a corner. Why am I question so much? Because that is what I did. As I sat above the ring I researched your entire wrestling style. From above the ring I observed every crack in your armour. Hell I even took mental notes about every movement and action you made in your failing attempt to overcome some Lame Sam Tolson. If anything I am more of the hunter and you are more the prey than the other way round.
Does my words hurt you? Do they feel like daggers piercing your very being from the inside of your bone marrow? That is what honesty feels like, you useless piece of filth. For I am not merely some other Bombshell, nor some outspoken enigma. Instead the moon has helped me realised who I really am...
I am the voice that will never be silenced.
I am the one Showdown as been desperately needing from the very moment WWH reopened.
I am the truth in human flesh.
And I am the one who'll cleanse this world of the scum that infest it...which, unfortunately for you Destiny Hunter, includes you. So...see you soon...'hunter'.”