Post by Wolverina on Jun 8, 2016 12:08:26 GMT -4
What few fans caught wind of it online are seen crowded around the ringside barriers. The "it" was a return of sorts. The one that was known as their Princess once upon a time, a moniker not lost through time, and perhaps never will be lest the world ends first. As the hour grew closer so did their restlessness, until the ever punctual promise keeper slid the curtain cloth aside like she'd done so many times before and stepped out in front of her royal court. Though few, at least by comparison to EVPW's hayday, the patrons unleash their love and joy upon the woman, making it seem like the place was jam packed with only elbow nudging room available.
The camera pans to the People's Princess who already has her arms out in her trademark crucifix pose. The biggest smile swims across her face as she showers under the refreshing praise of her loyal. On this night she is adorned in tight form fitting sky-blue denim jeans, white and red Reebok sneakers, and a stylish light black jacket that is open. She opens the jacket further to reveal the form fitting t-shirt under it. It is white with a eloquent illustration of half a Jaggeroth face and half a Jared Nathan. Wolverina points to it, smiles warmly, then gives a nod toward the camera and says "I miss you, Cloud Face" before kissing the camera lens.
Then she begins her high tempo romp to the ring, tagging hands and hugging fans even with no theme music playing. She didn't need it anyway. The cheers and adulation of the people are all she needs. With no big wigs hounding her about time constraints, she takes her time with the fans, even snapping some pictures and the like. As she makes her way around ringside to Ray and JP, she stops long enough to give ole Jimmy a hug and an apology (again) for superkicking him silly that one time 4 years ago. She tries to hug Ray but the man lover eeks loudly and turtles himself under the commentator's table. She just shrugs as JP bowls her laughing his ass off.
After procuring a magic talking stick from somewhere inside her jacket, the People's Princess enters the ring and takes several bows as the on lookers praise her and welcome her back. After a while, her smile subsides and her countenance takes on a more serious tone. She clears her throat, forces back a few tears and places the mic to her luscious red lips.
"Thank you! God, thank you! No shit there I was... Minding my own business, training at the gym for my upcoming fitness modeling competition out here in California. And what do I see flash on the TV screen? Special feature clips of Mister Bodacious and Envy playing grab ass in their game of foreplay. Instead of simply getting a room they decided to buy air time to let us all see it. Hey, I enjoyed it, but come on... they're feeling each other. We're not stupid. That's when I saw my chance."
Wolfie's face takes on a look of sadness and she weaves her hand across the air toward some distant memory in the past.
"World Champion... Television Champion.... King of the Death Match champion... Tag team Champion... NeXus V Finalist... People's Princess.... Queens of Queens... The Greatest Female Wrestler of All Time... the one who achieved more than any other woman in this sport's history... That's what they say"
Her arm falls limply to her side. She looks down at the mat and shakes her head.
"I achieved nothing."
For a moment the crowd cheers because, well, that's all they do when she is in front of them. But it registers soon-after and they fall a little silent. She seems deep in thought and perhaps a little angry as she takes a pause before returning the microphone to her face hole. She lifts her head up, a stern expression across her visage.
"I take that back. I did achieve something, didn't I, Envy? I achieved the 'honor' of begging you to relent in your destruction of me. In this very ring three years ago you single handidly and yes dominantly discredited my entire career, my legacy, and all that I had achieved. Not only did you take all of that, you took my dignity and pride. And you know what else? You took years off my life. I still have night terrors over that night. I still have to have minor surgeries done. It consumes me. You might as well have taken all of those things, piled them in the middle of the ring, then squat and take a great big giant steamy stinky shit on them!!!"
She sneers and angrily snaps her head as if trying to forcibly remove the images replaying in her head.
"But what did I see last week? You running around here smiling and laughing. Just having the time of your life with mister whoever from nobody cares. It isn't right and it isn't fair, damn it!!!! Not long after you defeated... no... I am not even gonna call that a defeat. It was far worse than a defeat. Not long after you destroyed me, you lolly gagged around, had some matches then left while I was still recovering physically, mentally, and emotionally from the wreckage you caused. I never got a chance to properly avenge what you did to me."
She growls a little. The woman is trying to keep her cool but is starting to find it more impossible with every mention and thought of Envy.
"But I guess you were smart. You saw what had already happened to those who wronged me in the past. You knew that you got the drop on me. Caught me with the proverbial pants down. You'd flown over from the big pond. Nobody knew of you. I had nothing to go on except that you were really strong and tall and ugly and smelled of goat shit. You Pearl Harbored me. Then you popped off the radar before the war could really start. BUT...."
Wolverina starts to smile. It's not a sweet one either. Not pleasant at all.
"I know you're around now. Oh yes, Jim Bob has a good deal going on with his double wides down the road so I'm sure your white trash ass is all over that. Oh and of course I blew up your twitter and social media, there's that too. It is pretty simple, yes even you can follow this. I gave you an opportunity three years ago and you took it, oh yeah Envy you more then took it, and now it is time to return the favor to me. You owe me, you covetous cunt. We're having a match right here right now. I paid out of pocket for this place to be open today. Just for me and you and the hardest of core fans. JP got us a referee. No holds barred. I quit. Last Woman Standing. All of the above. I don't care. Stop playing grab ass with your little boygirl friend and get out here!!!!"
The crowd erupts with applause as the challenge is made. Wolverina takes off her jacket aggressively and, despite it looking somewhat expensive, hurls it over the ropes without a care in the world. She lays the mic down and crouches in wait.
TBCB Envy Only
The camera pans to the People's Princess who already has her arms out in her trademark crucifix pose. The biggest smile swims across her face as she showers under the refreshing praise of her loyal. On this night she is adorned in tight form fitting sky-blue denim jeans, white and red Reebok sneakers, and a stylish light black jacket that is open. She opens the jacket further to reveal the form fitting t-shirt under it. It is white with a eloquent illustration of half a Jaggeroth face and half a Jared Nathan. Wolverina points to it, smiles warmly, then gives a nod toward the camera and says "I miss you, Cloud Face" before kissing the camera lens.
Then she begins her high tempo romp to the ring, tagging hands and hugging fans even with no theme music playing. She didn't need it anyway. The cheers and adulation of the people are all she needs. With no big wigs hounding her about time constraints, she takes her time with the fans, even snapping some pictures and the like. As she makes her way around ringside to Ray and JP, she stops long enough to give ole Jimmy a hug and an apology (again) for superkicking him silly that one time 4 years ago. She tries to hug Ray but the man lover eeks loudly and turtles himself under the commentator's table. She just shrugs as JP bowls her laughing his ass off.
After procuring a magic talking stick from somewhere inside her jacket, the People's Princess enters the ring and takes several bows as the on lookers praise her and welcome her back. After a while, her smile subsides and her countenance takes on a more serious tone. She clears her throat, forces back a few tears and places the mic to her luscious red lips.
"Thank you! God, thank you! No shit there I was... Minding my own business, training at the gym for my upcoming fitness modeling competition out here in California. And what do I see flash on the TV screen? Special feature clips of Mister Bodacious and Envy playing grab ass in their game of foreplay. Instead of simply getting a room they decided to buy air time to let us all see it. Hey, I enjoyed it, but come on... they're feeling each other. We're not stupid. That's when I saw my chance."
Wolfie's face takes on a look of sadness and she weaves her hand across the air toward some distant memory in the past.
"World Champion... Television Champion.... King of the Death Match champion... Tag team Champion... NeXus V Finalist... People's Princess.... Queens of Queens... The Greatest Female Wrestler of All Time... the one who achieved more than any other woman in this sport's history... That's what they say"
Her arm falls limply to her side. She looks down at the mat and shakes her head.
"I achieved nothing."
For a moment the crowd cheers because, well, that's all they do when she is in front of them. But it registers soon-after and they fall a little silent. She seems deep in thought and perhaps a little angry as she takes a pause before returning the microphone to her face hole. She lifts her head up, a stern expression across her visage.
"I take that back. I did achieve something, didn't I, Envy? I achieved the 'honor' of begging you to relent in your destruction of me. In this very ring three years ago you single handidly and yes dominantly discredited my entire career, my legacy, and all that I had achieved. Not only did you take all of that, you took my dignity and pride. And you know what else? You took years off my life. I still have night terrors over that night. I still have to have minor surgeries done. It consumes me. You might as well have taken all of those things, piled them in the middle of the ring, then squat and take a great big giant steamy stinky shit on them!!!"
She sneers and angrily snaps her head as if trying to forcibly remove the images replaying in her head.
"But what did I see last week? You running around here smiling and laughing. Just having the time of your life with mister whoever from nobody cares. It isn't right and it isn't fair, damn it!!!! Not long after you defeated... no... I am not even gonna call that a defeat. It was far worse than a defeat. Not long after you destroyed me, you lolly gagged around, had some matches then left while I was still recovering physically, mentally, and emotionally from the wreckage you caused. I never got a chance to properly avenge what you did to me."
She growls a little. The woman is trying to keep her cool but is starting to find it more impossible with every mention and thought of Envy.
"But I guess you were smart. You saw what had already happened to those who wronged me in the past. You knew that you got the drop on me. Caught me with the proverbial pants down. You'd flown over from the big pond. Nobody knew of you. I had nothing to go on except that you were really strong and tall and ugly and smelled of goat shit. You Pearl Harbored me. Then you popped off the radar before the war could really start. BUT...."
Wolverina starts to smile. It's not a sweet one either. Not pleasant at all.
"I know you're around now. Oh yes, Jim Bob has a good deal going on with his double wides down the road so I'm sure your white trash ass is all over that. Oh and of course I blew up your twitter and social media, there's that too. It is pretty simple, yes even you can follow this. I gave you an opportunity three years ago and you took it, oh yeah Envy you more then took it, and now it is time to return the favor to me. You owe me, you covetous cunt. We're having a match right here right now. I paid out of pocket for this place to be open today. Just for me and you and the hardest of core fans. JP got us a referee. No holds barred. I quit. Last Woman Standing. All of the above. I don't care. Stop playing grab ass with your little boygirl friend and get out here!!!!"
The crowd erupts with applause as the challenge is made. Wolverina takes off her jacket aggressively and, despite it looking somewhat expensive, hurls it over the ropes without a care in the world. She lays the mic down and crouches in wait.
TBCB Envy Only
