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[Wolverina]

As the ring crew finishes their duties after the two man battle royal between Saul and Grock, there begins some commotion in the masses. Some cheering commences, though they are not sure why they are doing it. The source of their celebration is a long white limousine that slinks its way from aside the aisle and onto the main pathway to the ring. More applause picks up and the cheering reaches a fever pitch.



Jimmy

"What is going on here? Who could this be?"



Ray

"Clearly it is someone with good taste and style."



The flashy vehicle slows to a stop and, after a few suspense building moments, the People's Princess pops up from the sun roof of the limo and quickly pulls herself fully to a stand atop it. The Jared Nathan Memorial Coliseum comes unglued with roof obliterating cheers. Their Princess is back. They have a voice once again.



Ray

"Noooooo not her! Uggh!"



Jimmy

"YES! BY GAWD SHE IS BACK! WOLVERINA HAS COME HOME!"



Ray

"Hopefully it's just a brief visit or a small vacation."



Since this is her grand reappearance she has adorned herself in a very classy but form fitting gray suit. Her precious dark tresses are done up beauty queen style and jewels of all colors and shapes can be found on her fingers, around her neck, and dangling from her ears. In short, she looks magnificent, even more so than usual if it were possible. The Modern Day Wonder Woman sprouts her arms out in her trademark crucifix pose and lets out her infamous she wolf howl, which is returned 10,000 fold. After a quick slide off the hood and trot down the path to the ring, she slaps as many hands as she can and doles out hug after hug after hug.



Jimmy

"I still can't believe it. She is truly back. The former world heavyweight champion. Former king of the deathmatch champion. Former tag champion. Former TV champion. Former XWA women's champion. The same woman who was the first person to pin Stalker's shoulders to the mat for a three count and took from him the Television title. She is really, really here isn't she?"



Ray

"For fuck sake Jimmy we already know of her accolades. I know you get a massive erection when she comes out but try to at least not make it so obvious. You dog me out about my excitement, don't you? Hypocrite."



Jimmy

"Ah shut your cock holster, Ray. Let me have this moment."



Once inside the ring she is handed the microphone by Lizzie Morna. The two ladies share a smile, a nod, and a high five. Two friends united once again. It goes without saying. When she turns around and takes center stage, the famous two tone dueling chants are loud and charged... "WEL-COME HO-ME! SHOW YOUR BEWBS! WEL-COME HO-ME! SHOW YOUR BEWBS!" That brilliant blinding smile explodes across her features and she lets out one more she wolf howl and pose. While she does this she slowly moves in a circle in place, immersing herself in the adulation. Her enchanting sea blue orbs come to a rest upon a large banner with Jared Nathan's picture on it located at the northern section of the venue. She stops. Some tears are seen welling in her eyes. She mouths "I Miss You" while giving the man a nod of respect and admiration, followed by a blown kiss and wave.



Jimmy

"What a class act. We need that around here."



Ray

"Oh puh-leassse."



When the crowd finally dies down enough for her sweet-honeyed, southern belle voice to grace them she speaks.



Wolverina

"Hot diggity hot dayum! What a welcome back that was! I've got goose bumps. It does appear that y'all have missed me and are eager to see me back in action. How does next week sound? Right here on WNG? Then how about the week after that, then the week after it, so on and so forth to infinity and beyond?"



It's a resounding yes from the congregation of Wolfie lovers.



Wolverina

"Well by golly I've got only one thing to say about that...."



She removes a pair of sunshades from her suit pocket and slips them on her eyes cool girl style.



Wolverina

"... Nah"



At first the fans yell in approval because they are just used to doing so when it comes to any statement made by their precious Paragon of Virtue. Wolverina waits a few seconds and nods a little bit as her loyal in the stands realize what she actually said. Some start to boo but most are silent and baffled.



Wolverina

"It's okay. You can boo me. Honestly if I were sitting out there I'd be booing me too. I know this isn't a popular decision but I do not fault you for being ignorant to the facts of how this business works. None of you have laced up a pair of boots. You wouldn't understand so I won't hold that against you. See, folks, I have reached a point in my life where I have transcended EVPW. I have risen above it both professionally and personally. Did you know that EVPW didn't have enough money to pay me for a simple appearance tonight? I am doing this out of my own pocket. Granted, my pockets are deep now, but still there's a principle there that EVPW couldn't pony up to. Did you also know that EVPW doesn't cover their employees' medical costs? Sure they'll sign you to a contract and urge you to damn near kill yourself in name of 'wrestling', but instead of taking care of you for such a thing they expect you to pay out of pocket.."



Jimmy

"Now wait a minute here. Folks, each wrestler is advised that they will have to pay for any and all medical costs before they sign the contract."



Wolverina

"Unlike people such as Strife, Carson, and Santiago whom never made it past 9th grade of high school, I was fortunate enough to double major in college and had a good job before I got into this business. It allowed me to save up a nice little nest egg of money savings. Guess what? I almost went bankrupt. My family did too. All because of this shady ass organization. I can not count how many times I paid for my hospital stay while at the same time paying for half of the rosters stay too, including the very opponents I had faced that put me in there. I did it because it was the right thing to do. I was a good person. That isn't all. Nope. We had to pay everything else. We even had to pay these bastards for parking slots and venue fees. It's not only EVPW. It's XWA as well. And same with GHW. Now there's some kind of XWA vs EVPW war going on yet they're both heads of the same snake."



Wolfie's voice becomes more forceful and angry as her heart pours out at the injustices she has seen.



Wolverina

"I was such a fool. I looked past all of that. I told myself money wasn't everything. I was so passionate about wrestling that it clouded every good sense I had. I allowed myself to compete against and reside in the same building with people who had committed murders, rapes, necrophilia, and every other crime and depravity known to man. I did so out of love for the sport and to bring justice to an unjust land. And I was damn good at it. I singlehandedly ruined Vladimir Strife's marriage, and to this day he has not seen his child since. I stripped the Pervert of one of his championships. I won two major titles that were held only by men of cruel natures, men who didn't like the idea of a woman holding a major title. But more importantly than righting wrongs is how I paved the way for women to become more empowered in a male dominated industry. I was proud of that. However I now realize it was all for nothing. Where's the influx of females in EVPW? Kahlan? That's it? Really? XWA? Nothing. GHW? It's dead."



She shakes her head in disappointment.



Wolverina

"I eventually got wise and used the system to my advantage. I made connections. I got away from the ring and started making movies along side some of the most famous actors and actresses in the world. In fact, I have three movies coming out in the next 12 months. Here's their trailers."



She points to the Butcher Tron.



Jimmy

"Oooohhh I see. She only came here to plug her movies. I can't believe what I am hearing from her."



Ray

"She does have a point on some of it, I hate to admit. Remember when she broke my jaw with that Super Kick? EVPW didn't cover my bills. Wolfie did. She felt bad about what she did so maybe it was just a guilt thing. Even so, I hope her movies are good so she'll keep making them and stay away from the ring. I need my mens to have all the spotlight."



The shoddy Butcher Tron crackles to life but fuzzes out like it often does. Wolverina sighs and throws her free hand up in frustration. More jeers are starting to pipe in.



Wolverina

"See what happened there? Either Bozz pulled the plug on my movie trailers because he doesn't like me outing him like I did, or the Butcher Tron STILL hasn't been fixed after all these years. Hmm I wonder where the money went to fix the tron? Most likely in the pockets of those crooked ass suits and ties. That's ok. No biggie. In about an hour I am going to be at Club Red on Pinecrest Drive making in rain champagne. Unlike so many who succumb to the physical, mental, and emotional pains of this crooked empire, I have become secure financially, physically, mentally, and emotionally. You didn't destroy me, EVPW! I beat you! Anyway, rant over. The real reason I am here tonight is to announce that I am setting up a donation fund online. All you have to do is go to www.concordhospital.com/evpw/donate. Donate as little or much as you can. This fund will go to support the stars of EVPW who, as I have just stated, have to pay so much out of pocket to entertain every one of you. With your help they can get better care, recover quicker, and their quality of life can drastically improve. Each week that our wrestlers check themselves into the E.R., money will be pulled from the donation site and credited to them. That is how it is going to work. Please donate. Thank you."



The fans don't know what to make of it. Some cheer. Some boo. The rest remain utterly befuddled. Wolverina starts heading to the ropes...



TBCB Anyone really.

Limited Contract for now.

[Chris Pyro]

The fans sit there, a split reaction for the People's Princess as they try to decipher her words. Suddenly the driving music of "The Truth Reigns (Metal Cover)" by Adam Massacre hits the PA system, signalling the appearance of Project Rebirth.



The two men that comprise the team appear from behind Wolfie's limo. The two militants without hesitation begin marching up on top of the show of extravagance, Pyro looking around with disgust.

Pyro:
Well. Well. Well. If it isn't the egocentric Wolverina. How you have been missed. I see your over-inflated ego hasn't been damaged since you were last here. I heard what you had to say, and I just want to remind you of one thing. EVPW is not about this extravagance, ego or money. Hell, knowing you, all these fine peoples donations will probably line your pockets more than actually helping any of us.

Pyro walks along the roof of the limo, standing just above where the driver would be sitting.

Pyro:
We don't do this for the money. You see, EVPW is synonymous with the term Ass Kickers. We don't need the money to come out here and kick someones ass. Despite my rather fragile relationship with these fans, we do it for them. You want to flaunt your money, and be safe, go run to XWA. I'm sure you'll be far safer there than here, seems like a better fit for you.

Fans boo at the mention of the "other place" which gains approval from Project Rebirth.

Pyro:
I've been all over the world, wrestled in all kinds of places against the biggest names in this sport. I stay here, because EVPW means something more. Something you used to stand up for. Money isn't the goal, I have enough of it. But I'll be damned if some rich bitch like you trashes this place. You want big money and an easy life? Run along to XWA, leave the true ass kickers to do just that, kick some ass.

[Kasabian Stalker]

The synthesiser riff of "Bones" by the Killers begins to play and before long, the face of Kasabian Stalker appears in the entranceway. He wears a smile from ear to ear.

Kasabian directs a wink at the ring, aiming it at the Peoples Princess. Then, Stalker holds up a simple item, an all too familiar pair of panties. Raising his microphone to his lips from the entrance way, Kasabian's voice comes with a hint of playfulness.

"Wolfie..." he laughs down the microphone. "You want them? Come play!"

[Wolverina]

Wolverina shows Pyro no regard and looks past him, her sea blue orbs locking on with Stalker's. After a long gaze and a quick smile to him, she lifts her hand up and gives him a dismissive gesture. 

Wolverina: "No, dear, you may keep them. Lord knows I don't want those things any more. Not after what you have done to them. I am surprised they are still the same color and haven't been stained white though, so congrats on pulling that off.... somehow. I have enough money to buy more, lots more, so it is all good. No hard feelings. I am just sorry I can't return the TV title that I took off of you. Now run along dearest Pervert, I left my dressing room unlocked for you to rummage until your heart's content."

Without further comment she refocuses her attention on Chris Pyro, who is still standing atop the limo. She sighs and shakes her head. 

Wolverina: "Ah! I should have known you would show up. Seems like every time I show up you make your presence felt. You are actually starting to creep me out worse than Stalker. I also see you still have an identity crisis going on. I mean, come on, one minute you're wanting to war against EVPW, then the next you are defending her like a steadfast and noble knight. Someday I hope you figure yourself out. Maybe that is the sole reason you still suck so bad. Imagine how epic you would be if you ever found yourself. Meanwhile you can grand stand on top of my limo, which is a rental by the way, and linger there all you want or throw a hissy fit. It's insured. Or you can man up and concede that the real reason you are here is because you're still consumed with the string of victories I have amassed against you. That's what this is really about isn't it? Yeeeeeah I can see in your beady little eyes. Well, I guess there is only one way to settle that then. Let's just throw it out there. Next week, you and me, one on one, in a match right here in this very ring!"

The crowd cheers. Who wouldn't cheer for such a match? 

Wolverina: "And since I am in such a charitable mood tonight, I'll even let you pick the match type and such. Doesn't that sound swell?"

TBCB Pyro and others if they want to join in. 
OOC: Pyro check your PMs.

[Chris Pyro]

Pyro laughs at Wolfie. The history between the two is long, and in some cases, sordid. But none the less, he is here now for different reasons.

Pyro:
Yeah, I have stood on both sides of the fence. I've fought against EVPW and for it. But now I've found where I stand. I am here to fight and defend EVPW from her enemies. I'm not the man you remember, but he is here. Hiding in the depths of nightmares and horrors, so be careful where you tread.

Pyro calms a little as he mulls over what the People's Princess said.

Pyro:
That's cute, Wolverina. Real cute. It seems we have a different recollection of events in our past. While yes, you have pinned me, your wins always came with the aide of my enemies. Matches that for the most part, I controlled until the likes of Justin Savior reared their heads.

The Militanrt leader gestures, and Captain Steve Rumlow and Chloe "Skie" Reinhardt appear from the crowd, standing at ringside. Pyro and Shadow step off the limo and walk to ringside, ignoring Kasabian Stalker all together.

Pyro:
It's simple, really. You couldn't give me a challenge if I had both hands tied behind my back and I was blindfolded. You can't stand up to me on your own, needing help from Knights in shining armour. So how about this, Princess...

Pyro's emphasis on that last word betrays his hatred for the People's Princess. He climbs into the ring and stares Wolfie in the eye.

Pyro:
I will come out of retirement for one night, face you next week, and Project Rebirth will stand at ring side under express orders not to touch you in any capacity. Their sole purpose will to keep my enemies away, to make sure this stays between you and me. This match between you and me, it will have a special stipulation. Let's call it "Foe's Favor". You have 30 minutes, no matter how many times I pin or submit you, the match goes on until the time limit runs out. But you get one pin on me, or you make me submit, game over. You win, and you have the bragging rights you so unjustly carry right now, my dear Princess. Do you have the guts? Or is all this just mere bravado you tell yourself at night so you can sleep better?

[Wolverina]

Wolfie gets in his face, erm his chest rather, and looks up at him with those same fearless eyes he is accustomed to. The People's Princess shakes her head again, mildly annoyed now. 

Wolverina: "Pyro oh Pyro how much do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways! Gosh! I am impressed. Seriously. It is rare that someone is more generous and charitable than me, but that match you just offered is virtually a guaranteed win for me. For you to claim I needed so much help to beat you, it is very bizarre or even stupid for you to put yourself at such a grave disadvantage. Ah well, I am a woman of my word. I gave you the option and you came up with a hum dinger of a match. I won't need thirty minutes. Heck I probably won't need ten minutes, but whatever, I agree to your terms. I accept."

The crowd goes bonkers with cheers.

Wolverina: "Keep in mind something. Those matches we had, yeah, you were in control, maybe you would have even won, but no matter how many times you put me down I kept getting right back up. I faced down many foes who were a lot more dangerous than you after that, one on one, and I slew them where they stood. I have evolved. You haven't. That is what separates me from you. Also, be careful of who you call enemy. Those who you deem enemies of EVPW are beloved by the fans, and the fans are the biggest allies you'll ever want to make. I have defended EVPW from TRUE enemies in the past. I defended EVPW against you at one point when you were on the other side of the fence. I am also defending EVPW now by trying to help those who get the shaft by the powers that be who hide behind the scenes. You are too blind with your hatred for me to see that, but it's okay, I don't expect someone like you to 'get it'. Now if we are done here, I'll take my leave and see you next week, or will you keep with your tradition and ambush me with your gaggle of goons here, thus preserving you at least some sort of advantage next week? "

TBCB Pyro 
OOC: End the thread if you'd like. 

[Chris Pyro]

Pyro looks down his nose at Wolverina. While what she has said about her fights with bigger and badder, it leaves him no less amused by the People's Princess.

Pyro:
I won't let you have an excuse when you lay there, grovelling at my feet. Beaten, broken like the insolent whelp like you are. You see, you may have fought what you deem bigger and badder, and beaten them on your own. But that is the difference between them and me. You never beat me on your own. You always had help, whether it was requested or not, in bringing me down. I do remember though, one time that your dear sister was laid up in the hospital because of me, and the worst you could do was steal my sword from me on your own.

Pyro takes a moment while the rest of Project Rebirth, in a sign of intimidation, climb onto the apron and stare down the Warrior Princess. Pyro seems annoyed by this and glares at his soldiers before stepping back.

Pyro:
I have done a lot of wrong. Perhaps this is my atonement. Some fans here cheer for me now, as I fight for EVPW. Others hate me, for my demon that has run amok here for a long time.

The Commander of Project Rebirth signals the others to leave as he climbs through the ropes.

Pyro:
I told you already. I am not the monster you remember me as, but he is never too far away. If you push, you will not like what comes. My soldiers will not lay a finger on you before or during the match. This isn't about saving EVPW from you. We fight a similar war. This is just me, proving to you that you're nothing but a screaming child, playing in Hell. This has nothing to do with my war. This is personal. I want you at your best, so that when you fall, and your precious children see their hero crumble to her knees, you have no excuse for your failure.

The Dark Jester jumps off the apron and joins Project Rebirth as they retreat into the fans.