Post by Niobe Martin on Oct 30, 2022 13:43:12 GMT -5
It’s nighttime and Niobe is outside sitting on the bench inside of a dugout at a baseball field in her hometown. There’s a kendo stick held tightly in one of her hands that she taps every so often into the dirt at her feet. A look of anger crosses her face and the taps become more frequent before suddenly she slams the end of it on the ground sharply with a cry before calming down. Off in the distance a dog barks, catching her attention for a second before she stares straight ahead again.
”I give my whole self last time and what does it get? Absolutely nothing. I should have just taken out that man Kano ahead of time to save everyone the trouble of seeing me beat the tar out of him. I was late to the party but that didn’t mean I wasn’t gonna scream about it as I walked away into the night. Not much I can do about it now but prepare for the next one and do what I can. I can promise lots of fun that much I know. It’s only a matter of time, ya feel me? Only a matter of time before you see me at the top.”
She etches random doodles into the sand at her feet, humming quietly to herself.
”I’ve been in a couple of companies before landing my feet in Action Wrestling, since you people want to be so curious about where I’ve been before this. I saw this place as somewhere where I can continue to hone my skills while causing the chaos that I love to do in the ring. Don’t let this pretty face fool you. I can stand toe to toe with the best, man or woman. Doesn’t matter to me. I like a challenge. So if you face me, don’t go easy otherwise poof your time will be up.
Niobe stands up with a small grin on her face and walks out from the dugout. She stops on home plate, then begins to pace back and forth over it, tapping the kendo stick on her shoulder much like a bat. There’s silence for a bit, before she starts to talk again.
”When I get to Roswell, I’ll probably explore the shops most likely. See what kind of goodies I can pick up. Then wander my way over to the arena to prepare for my match later that evening. Let’s see, who am I facing then? Hmm.
…
Oh yeah Josh Conway and Brandon Leno. A couple of strong talents here. If you can call it that. Just another couple of new souls for me to have some fun with. I know that Josh is coming off of a rough loss last time. It was a close match, from my perspective but close doesn’t equal a w in the column. How is he going to top that one? News flash, he won’t. It’ll end up the same way it did last time. With him flat on his back, watching the birds dance around his head. I had to stick that in there.
What else do you want me to say? May the best person win? Yeah, that best person being me. Let me take care of things and everyone will be left in awe.
She stops, standing just a little off to the side of the plate and holds her stick much like a bat before pointing out towards the edge of the field.
”Then here’s Brandon, fresh out of the dojo with his tie dye shirt shining like a lightbulb. Dude looks like he walked out of a portal from the 60’s to come and see what wrestling was all about here. I thought this was some endorsement by Dude Love or something, but I was sadly mistaken. The hippie shtick has been done already by him, and he did it better than you ever could. GO back to the drawing board for a minute, figure out your life, then come back to Roswell so I can beat your face in and send you back to where you came from.
Seriously, are you kidding me? You expect these people to fall for your lies? I’m saying that for both you and Josh. You come in here wanting to fight and steal the show or whatever. No ain’t gonna happen. The show is coming to an abrupt end, and I am the one who will cancel it all. I want that victory. I will do whatever it takes.”
She laughs, dropping her arm before a serious look crosses her face.
”I’m done playing with you guys. All of your bravado, your colorful shirts, are going to mean nothing when I catch you in the ring in Roswell and send you packing. This is my time, and the time for the nightmares to begin. You’ve been warned.”
”I give my whole self last time and what does it get? Absolutely nothing. I should have just taken out that man Kano ahead of time to save everyone the trouble of seeing me beat the tar out of him. I was late to the party but that didn’t mean I wasn’t gonna scream about it as I walked away into the night. Not much I can do about it now but prepare for the next one and do what I can. I can promise lots of fun that much I know. It’s only a matter of time, ya feel me? Only a matter of time before you see me at the top.”
She etches random doodles into the sand at her feet, humming quietly to herself.
”I’ve been in a couple of companies before landing my feet in Action Wrestling, since you people want to be so curious about where I’ve been before this. I saw this place as somewhere where I can continue to hone my skills while causing the chaos that I love to do in the ring. Don’t let this pretty face fool you. I can stand toe to toe with the best, man or woman. Doesn’t matter to me. I like a challenge. So if you face me, don’t go easy otherwise poof your time will be up.
Niobe stands up with a small grin on her face and walks out from the dugout. She stops on home plate, then begins to pace back and forth over it, tapping the kendo stick on her shoulder much like a bat. There’s silence for a bit, before she starts to talk again.
”When I get to Roswell, I’ll probably explore the shops most likely. See what kind of goodies I can pick up. Then wander my way over to the arena to prepare for my match later that evening. Let’s see, who am I facing then? Hmm.
…
Oh yeah Josh Conway and Brandon Leno. A couple of strong talents here. If you can call it that. Just another couple of new souls for me to have some fun with. I know that Josh is coming off of a rough loss last time. It was a close match, from my perspective but close doesn’t equal a w in the column. How is he going to top that one? News flash, he won’t. It’ll end up the same way it did last time. With him flat on his back, watching the birds dance around his head. I had to stick that in there.
What else do you want me to say? May the best person win? Yeah, that best person being me. Let me take care of things and everyone will be left in awe.
She stops, standing just a little off to the side of the plate and holds her stick much like a bat before pointing out towards the edge of the field.
”Then here’s Brandon, fresh out of the dojo with his tie dye shirt shining like a lightbulb. Dude looks like he walked out of a portal from the 60’s to come and see what wrestling was all about here. I thought this was some endorsement by Dude Love or something, but I was sadly mistaken. The hippie shtick has been done already by him, and he did it better than you ever could. GO back to the drawing board for a minute, figure out your life, then come back to Roswell so I can beat your face in and send you back to where you came from.
Seriously, are you kidding me? You expect these people to fall for your lies? I’m saying that for both you and Josh. You come in here wanting to fight and steal the show or whatever. No ain’t gonna happen. The show is coming to an abrupt end, and I am the one who will cancel it all. I want that victory. I will do whatever it takes.”
She laughs, dropping her arm before a serious look crosses her face.
”I’m done playing with you guys. All of your bravado, your colorful shirts, are going to mean nothing when I catch you in the ring in Roswell and send you packing. This is my time, and the time for the nightmares to begin. You’ve been warned.”
