Post by Claire Hawkins on Nov 12, 2020 1:38:20 GMT -5
The camera fades in to reveal a beautifully idyllic scene of a gently flowing river nestled between two banks of luscious greenery of plant life that ran alongside. Yet, despite the warmth of the sparkling sunlight reflecting off of the water's surface, a distinctly cold tone of voice could be heard; as if it were the very wind itself.
"Beautiful isn't it? The crystal clarity that the water possesses alongside the vibrancy of the surrounding life truly seeps into one's soul; allowing you to truly feel alive. Then again, I've been stuck inside a barrel due to the childlike insecurities of braindead man-children who couldn't be bothered to look in a fucking mirror for the solution to their fucking string of losses; How the fuck would I know how beautiful it is?"
Suddenly, the scene went black and for several moments there was nothing. Then, as if on some silent cue, a single light flickered to life from overhead; revealing a shadow-face woman standing beneath.
"Eleven days; that is all the time I am allowed to have after being bound and stuffed inside of what was meant to be my casket. I am undoubtedly more resilient than Nathaniel Gust ever was, but there should have been some sort of courtesy gesture before the powers-at-be decided to offer up MY hard-fought claim as the Final Girl. Then again, who am I to assume that they would allow the dead to rest for a moment of deserved respite?
Shame on me."
With a thunderous crack, eleven other lights came to life to reveal a plethora of familiar silhouettes behind the woman; her crimson eyes glowing with hunger and determination.
"Alice, the Hard as Fuck Girl; You're talented, driven, and without a doubt a rising star. However, I find it a shame that Walter did not see fit to end your miserable life. If he had, then maybe your children; the children that you've essentially abandoned so that you can follow the man who REJECTED you and those very children; could have known a better life. Instead, they now have to grow up knowing that their mother is just like their father; limp and lifeless when it matters. Cause that is the crux of your career; you win the hollow victories, but fucking blank when it means something. Then again, you were the bottom bitch during your marriage so there isn't much else to be expected."
"Stella Slater and Spayde Martinez, two sides of the SAME coin; the two of you are strong and focused. Yet, you're like the others that bark about gender inequality; fucking generic and wholly wrong. After all, since year one; year FUCKING one; Action Wrestling has done nothing short of elevating women within this sport. What have either of you done? Jackshit! You're both content to hide away within the masses at CruiserClash; where you don't have to worry about getting your face caved in due to your inability to use common fucking sense. How fucking pathetic."
"Sara Pettis, the Child of Fate; Tell me, at which point are you going to deal with the tragedy dealt to you by Franklin Lowe? After you grow a spine or before YOU die as well? Cause your inaction reveals to all that you're cowardly shill afraid to avenge the loss of your beloved. If you cannot muster up the courage to do so then how do you hope to take away what is MINE? Simply put; you can't so just eliminate yourself you cowardly cunt."
"Karlie Nash and Nikki Vaughn, the CruiserClash Tag Team Champions; Congratulations, the two of you once again find yourselves about to become an afterthought once again once you're eliminated by my hands. You would think that you two would learn to exhibit the amount of prowess that your accolades claim you possess. Yet, every time you encounter a team with a third of the fundamental base the two of you possess, you always end up losing; eternally keeping the belts warm for the next team. Red, White, and Bruised; pathetic till the end."
"Sierra Silver, the Sister of Sin; color me confused, but in what manner are you the Sister of Sin? All you've ever done was latch onto others in hopes of being noticed. Thomas Snow, Walter, and even Flop have had the misfortune of having you latch onto them in order to fulfill your fetish as an attention whore. However, the dogged pursuit of your fifteen minutes of fame comes to a halt at Thirteen; when I toss your Jaice Wildes imitating ass out of the ring."
"The glorified enhancement talent of Nidrah, Aurora Ray, and Azurine Vebbins; Tell me, at which point will the three of you admit to what everyone already understands? The three of you are nothing more than stones to be stepped on in order to advance the careers of others. Set your pride aside and become what you truly meant to be; perpetual losers that exist to be eliminated at my leisure."
With each person listed; a light extinguished. Soon there was only the original that contained the crimson-eyed bitch.
"Have you come to terms with the inevitability of defeat yet or are you still clinging upon that last strand of hope? Personally, I hope you're still clinging onto that slim hope. For I wish to reveal that the Final Girl Battle Royal is the BIGGEST match of your careers; especially so since NONE of you have shown the ability to contend with the MAIN roster of Action Wrestling. The reality is that none of you stand even a snowball's chance in hell of victory; more so when you consider that none of you can even win the Cruiserweight Championship. So struggle as you much as you please, but I shall reclaim what is MINE.
For I am the GREATEST Television Champion this company HAS ever or WILL ever see!
Motherfuckers, I am the FInal Girl; the Final Boss!"
With a Banshee's shrill the camera fades; deireadh.