Post by MasterEvil on Mar 31, 2018 4:09:34 GMT
“Stranglemania came, Stranglemania left and now I find myself main eventing the first show afterward as I get to face off against an ever impressive Sebastian Conner. The very same Sebastian Conner who I eliminated from the battle royal a few days ago.”
With those words in our ears we find ourselves in a field of some kind, with a farm not far away. Why are we here? Because sitting on a stack of hay is the Emo Princess herself, Robina Hood, and it appears that she is talking to somebody.
“How did I eliminated him? I showed my genius and tricked him by using shades of my weaker side to throw him out. That’s right, a weaker version of me managed to get the better hand of him when mainly others, including the current FSW Champion himself Xavier Reid, failed to do so since Sebastian joined FSW three months ago. What was that? Why did I eliminate him, a fellow FSW member, from the battle royal instead of working with him against three Brawl members? Because not capitalising on such an opportunity would be stupid. What? Do you expect me to have some extra special reason, like thinking that Sebastian could be a threat to me becoming a two time FSW Champion?
Nope.
The only reason I took him out was simply to get myself one step closer to ending my scene in glorious glory. Yeah, it didn’t end the way I wanted it to but at the end of the day eliminating Sebastian was nothing more than simply bettering my chances. Nothing special at all. But clearly he must have something against that bit of revelation, especially since that I find myself entering the ring against him this Sunday.”
She shakes her head as we move around the haystack to see who the milky skinned woman is talking to…a white sheep who badly needs to be sheared.
“Nonono, I ain’t going to underestimate him. Five other people have made that mistake and each one of them were made to pay for said mistake, which is something I aim to avoid. So, if anything, I’m taking Sebastian Conner as seriously as I can. Why? Because one does not become undefeated for no reason. Magdalena Lockheart has yet to be pinned or made to submit, Xavier Reid has only been pinned approximately once since joining FSW and that was actually to Conner himself. So it would be simply foolish for me to overlook him, right?
Hell, it wouldn’t even surprise me much that people sees this upcoming scene as an unofficial contendership match, since – other than Maggie herself – who else is there that could challenge Xavier for his Title…me, the person people have called ‘Miss FSW’, or the seemingly unbeatable Sebastian Conner.
‘Seemingly’ being the key word.
Why is that? Because, before Stranglemania, I genuinely started to think that I have peaked in FSW. With people like Xavier, Maggie and him popping up like daisies I started to think that my time is long gone. So maybe I should be like the Man with No Name and ride off to the horizon…but the moment of realisation happened, on that Stranglemania night. The moment? The moment I eliminated Sebastian from the battle royal. The very moment his body hit the floor I’ve realised that my curtain call hasn’t come yet, that my finale is not ready yet and that my time is nowhere near over yet.”
At the start of her words the Purple Haired Dynamo sounds calm yet now we can sense a hint of confidence, arrogance even, in her tone of voice as a smile appears upon her face.
“Stranglemania came, Stranglemania left and now I am closer than ever to becoming the first ever two time FSW Champion. And the verse that starts this epic off will be at El Paso as I take advantage of the chink I made in his armour to defeat the undefeated. Don’t believe I can? Who was the person who ended the undefeated streaks of Jeremy Warren, Stephen Kingston and Creed? Oh that’s right…me. So if there is anyone who knows how to perform such acts then that one person would be me. Sure, he defeated Xavier Reid when I couldn’t but, call me whatever you like, I am good at planning and strategising. Hell Sebastian – as well as multiple others – should already know from their own experience how desperate but resourceful I am to achieve victory every time I enter the ring.
Now add that to the fact that I only have until WrestleFest to win back MY FSW Championship…then one could say that there is no limit, high or low, to what I am willing to do to achieve victory. Sebastian is great and I’m sure his time will come…but I’ll be damned by a thousand gods before I let him get there at my own expense. Don’t believe me? You remind me of someone who tried to get success at my expense…Cheyenne her name was…who is she and what happened to her? Let’s just say that there was a public cremation…”
Sickeningly departs her lips before a rather charming giggle comes out while she lets herself slide off the haystack and onto her feet.
“Thank you for listening Reece…”
She smiles at the sheep in front of her before turning to look directly at us.
“But were you listening Sebastian? How much would victory this Sunday mean to you? Are you willing to put everything you have on the line at El Paso? Are you willing to take your final breath, at this upcoming FSW, to hear your name being declared as the winner?
I am.
And if you’re not then let me say this in advance…I am very sorry Sebastian…”
Miss Hood pulls a red rose out from behind Reece’s right ear and sniffs the petals before smiling as she lets the flower fall out of her hand.
“I am very sorry for taking your last breath from you with my latest, FSW contendership earning, performance.”
The moment her words enter our ears the rose touches the grassy floor and everything in engulfed in whiteness. When we regain our vision we find ourselves still in this field…but with Robina Hood, and the sheep she was talking to, nowhere to be seen.
With those words in our ears we find ourselves in a field of some kind, with a farm not far away. Why are we here? Because sitting on a stack of hay is the Emo Princess herself, Robina Hood, and it appears that she is talking to somebody.
“How did I eliminated him? I showed my genius and tricked him by using shades of my weaker side to throw him out. That’s right, a weaker version of me managed to get the better hand of him when mainly others, including the current FSW Champion himself Xavier Reid, failed to do so since Sebastian joined FSW three months ago. What was that? Why did I eliminate him, a fellow FSW member, from the battle royal instead of working with him against three Brawl members? Because not capitalising on such an opportunity would be stupid. What? Do you expect me to have some extra special reason, like thinking that Sebastian could be a threat to me becoming a two time FSW Champion?
Nope.
The only reason I took him out was simply to get myself one step closer to ending my scene in glorious glory. Yeah, it didn’t end the way I wanted it to but at the end of the day eliminating Sebastian was nothing more than simply bettering my chances. Nothing special at all. But clearly he must have something against that bit of revelation, especially since that I find myself entering the ring against him this Sunday.”
She shakes her head as we move around the haystack to see who the milky skinned woman is talking to…a white sheep who badly needs to be sheared.
“Nonono, I ain’t going to underestimate him. Five other people have made that mistake and each one of them were made to pay for said mistake, which is something I aim to avoid. So, if anything, I’m taking Sebastian Conner as seriously as I can. Why? Because one does not become undefeated for no reason. Magdalena Lockheart has yet to be pinned or made to submit, Xavier Reid has only been pinned approximately once since joining FSW and that was actually to Conner himself. So it would be simply foolish for me to overlook him, right?
Hell, it wouldn’t even surprise me much that people sees this upcoming scene as an unofficial contendership match, since – other than Maggie herself – who else is there that could challenge Xavier for his Title…me, the person people have called ‘Miss FSW’, or the seemingly unbeatable Sebastian Conner.
‘Seemingly’ being the key word.
Why is that? Because, before Stranglemania, I genuinely started to think that I have peaked in FSW. With people like Xavier, Maggie and him popping up like daisies I started to think that my time is long gone. So maybe I should be like the Man with No Name and ride off to the horizon…but the moment of realisation happened, on that Stranglemania night. The moment? The moment I eliminated Sebastian from the battle royal. The very moment his body hit the floor I’ve realised that my curtain call hasn’t come yet, that my finale is not ready yet and that my time is nowhere near over yet.”
At the start of her words the Purple Haired Dynamo sounds calm yet now we can sense a hint of confidence, arrogance even, in her tone of voice as a smile appears upon her face.
“Stranglemania came, Stranglemania left and now I am closer than ever to becoming the first ever two time FSW Champion. And the verse that starts this epic off will be at El Paso as I take advantage of the chink I made in his armour to defeat the undefeated. Don’t believe I can? Who was the person who ended the undefeated streaks of Jeremy Warren, Stephen Kingston and Creed? Oh that’s right…me. So if there is anyone who knows how to perform such acts then that one person would be me. Sure, he defeated Xavier Reid when I couldn’t but, call me whatever you like, I am good at planning and strategising. Hell Sebastian – as well as multiple others – should already know from their own experience how desperate but resourceful I am to achieve victory every time I enter the ring.
Now add that to the fact that I only have until WrestleFest to win back MY FSW Championship…then one could say that there is no limit, high or low, to what I am willing to do to achieve victory. Sebastian is great and I’m sure his time will come…but I’ll be damned by a thousand gods before I let him get there at my own expense. Don’t believe me? You remind me of someone who tried to get success at my expense…Cheyenne her name was…who is she and what happened to her? Let’s just say that there was a public cremation…”
Sickeningly departs her lips before a rather charming giggle comes out while she lets herself slide off the haystack and onto her feet.
“Thank you for listening Reece…”
She smiles at the sheep in front of her before turning to look directly at us.
“But were you listening Sebastian? How much would victory this Sunday mean to you? Are you willing to put everything you have on the line at El Paso? Are you willing to take your final breath, at this upcoming FSW, to hear your name being declared as the winner?
I am.
And if you’re not then let me say this in advance…I am very sorry Sebastian…”
Miss Hood pulls a red rose out from behind Reece’s right ear and sniffs the petals before smiling as she lets the flower fall out of her hand.
“I am very sorry for taking your last breath from you with my latest, FSW contendership earning, performance.”
The moment her words enter our ears the rose touches the grassy floor and everything in engulfed in whiteness. When we regain our vision we find ourselves still in this field…but with Robina Hood, and the sheep she was talking to, nowhere to be seen.